strange cousin susan

While everyone else in my age group is out tonight, whooping it up in costume, or out trick or treating with their children, I will be deep into the first round of my newly-christened geek-tivity, the Sarah-thon (season one for screencaps and audio only).

I will also be pretending not to be home, lest any child or Spring Heeled Jack should swing by, looking for candy. In the ten years I’ve lived in the villa, there has never been a child looking for candy at my front door. For that matter, Spring Heeled Jack has never knocked on the door, either.

Pretending not to be home does not extend to a gentleman with a rather beat-up blue police box materializing on my lawn.

The Dominators

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Cupid you promised that you would give me a break.
You said I could make my own choice.
Stupid of me to think I could avoid you again.
Escape all of your little voices.

You’ve gone and made me want someone I could never have.
Don’t think I don’t hear you laughing.
Cupid you’ve got yourself a brand new enemy.
It’s time to get cruel.
I’m calling a duel.

This can be a lovely world,
but you made me a loveless,
You made me a loveless girl.

You made me a loveless girl.
You made me a loveless girl.

Cupid, I spy on you in backs of cars and neon bars.
I see you at fiery sunsets.
Aiming your arrow so pointlessly at destiny.
Escape from your poison is narrow.

It’s for the strong of heart you should be aiming for.
So just leave me out of your range of fire.
Innocent victims see heaven in each others eyes.
They’re only looking at their own demise.

This can be a lovely world,
but you made me a loveless,
You made me a loveless girl.

You made me a loveless girl
You made me a loveless girl
You made me a loveless girl
You made me a loveless girl

(short instrumental break)

Romeo and Juliet
Anthony and Cleopatra
Adam and Eve
Would’ve been much better off
if you’ve left them all alone.

I’m shooting cupid.

Cupid you make us dishonest friends with sordid ends.
Make lovers turn blind to their bleeding.
I don’t think you’re lucky. I don’t see you as heaven sent.
Won’t put you on a card of greeting.
To keep humans kind, I’m getting you from behind.
(..you from behind)

You made me a loveless girl
You made me a loveless girl
You made me a loveless girl
You made me a loveless girl

Cupid, you promised.

© 1991 Voice of the Beehive

Or more accurately, a job B and I have to complete this morning for a high muckety-muck meeting was on my mind. Having such things on my mind when I’m still half asleep has led to a headache, no less. And caused me to get out of bed at 5ish instead of the normal 530am, which in turn has given me more time to screw around on the internets, doing pretty much nothing at all except tweet and answer email and leave comments and check in on various other blogs.

Wait, I think I tried to crowd out the thoughts of this muckety-muck job of ours with thoughts of my upcoming Season 1 Sarah-thon, scheduled for Friday night and unfortunately, that didn’t help matters any at all, viz. falling back into a light sleep. It’s a daunting task I’m undertaking, and especially to complete in one evening, screencapping and audio hijacking an entire season’s worth of TSJA in preparation for upcoming Fashionista Fever! pieces. And my scheduling is sadly a bit out of order, since I’ve still got to address the new Who episodes, as well, and I’ve let someone borrow “The Stolen Earth” and “Journey’s End.”

So, let me return my mind to the high muckety-muck job for the time being and have the Sarah-thon play in the back of my mind, at least for a little while.