Love is in the air
How could I NOT want to be a part of all that intrigue *grin*. And I'd be an easy job to do in too, what with all the sedatives I'd be on to get me through my dread of flying.
Labels: flying, Love, procrastination, space
Labels: flying, Love, procrastination, space
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Oh my giddy aunt, this woman is my heroine* and I've not even met her, I mean she wore a nappy!? There's such a fine line between determination and insanity - how's a person supposed to know where one stops and the other starts? It's no wonder youngsters today have such problems discerning appropriate role models.
* Ignoring the (alleged) fact that she's a crazed villain, naturally.
It was the nappy part that intrigued me, as More4 News insinuated that she wore the nappy so as to save time and not to have to stop. But you kinda have to wonder just how much time she saved with this cunning little detail. Especialliy consdering she was only going to find the Other Woman "to speak to her".
Some reports I've since read added one extra detail: apparently astronauts routinely wear nappies during lift-off, re-entry and space walks. If anyone had any remaining romantic notions concerning space travel I hope they're all now sufficiently dispelled.
Also, my heroine-worship is officially over. She was not being innovative and determined, but merely reverting to type. *Sigh*
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