twinkledru invades london, other ramblings

First, twinkledru invasion of the fair city of London, which was planned with military precision. ( Watch out Europe, we're going on tour. )

Watching SG1 and SGA. Non-spoilery observations :

Er, does anyone know if it was implied that Skinner had an extremely large manhood? Because Colonel Caldwell sits with his legs very, very far apart...

Episode 2 : I love my McShep. Also my Carson and my Zelenka when he just bounces.

SG-1 : Nrrrrgh. Vala. And [insert Ben Browder's character]. Yes, we know you're not supposed to be a couple or anything, but will you stop exchanging those *looks*? You know, the 'know exactly what you're thinking' ones, and the 'all together now, he's insane' ones. And the damn body language of knowing exactly where the other one is at all times! Stopppit! Stoppit now, dammit!

I do like Warren Ellis' comment that Farscape takes over SG-1 and laughs evilly. I'm just saying, if Scorpius or D'Argo turn up, I will not be responsible for the maniacal laughter emitting from the Farscape community pointed in the direction of the Sci-fi bosses.

Springtime for Hitler has become my cheering up song at work. Seriously. 5 - 5:30, that sucker is played fricking continuously for the sole purpose of perking me up. And it only helps that I can picture John Barrowman singing it in the film. :maketh the happy noises:

And on walking back to Regent's Park tube tonight, have discovered that the song translates pretty much effortlessly into German. Oh *dear*.

'Kommt auch, Deutsche, geht auch zu deine tanze...'

Accent and voice ponderings

Inspired by tenebraeli's ponderings on this.

See, I think of myself as fairly normal middle-class Berkshire Estuarite, having grown up here since I was five, and gone to a school which was a jumped-up snobby grammar school which bore a slight resemblance to an exam-results-obsessed St Trinian's. With possibly a hint of Cornish when I lived there, but only then.

Except I keep being mistaken for a Kiwi.

Of course, when I *listen* to my voice when recorded, it sounds nothing like I think of it. The answerphone is fairly flat. Customer service voice gradually becomes Tour Guide Barbie. Asking questions to guests at conventions brings out this *terribly* plummy voice, probably because I'm enunciating.

So, for all of those who've met me... whayt the hell do I sound like?