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Wish you could hire a dream doc to perform your cosmetic surgery? Thirty-one percent of women would choose Dr. Doug Ross from ER (George Clooney), while 28 percent would choose Dr. Sean McNamara from Nip/Tuck (Dylan Walsh). Dr. McDreamy of Grey's Anatomy (Patrick Dempsey) came in third with 21 percent. Men preferred Dr. Lisa Cuddy (Lisa Edelstein) from House (33 percent), with Grey's Anatomy Dr. Meredith Grey (Ellen Pompeo) coming in second with 25 percent of the votes.
Source: American Academy of Cosmetic Surgery

LOL. Lisa pwns. That's all there is to it.

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[geonncannon.livejournal.com]

People wouldn't want House himself holding the knife? I'm SHOCKED. ;-D

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

I don't know. *g* He'd be on my list.

[placenta-sister.livejournal.com]

ahahaha! NICE!

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

Isn't it? Now I know it's not just me that thinks she's stunningly attractive.

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

Men preferred Dr. Lisa Cuddy

I'm willing to bet a majority of the women would too. I know I would!!

So YAY for this entry.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

I'm willing to bet a majority of the women would too.

Oh yes. For once, the men have got it right.

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

For once, the men have got it right.

It's about time.

Though I decided I should probably stop dissing the men, seeing as I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them. But...yeah. Enough about that.

*scurries away*

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

Though I decided I should probably stop dissing the men, seeing as I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them.

True. My dad is kind of a girly man, though, which is funny. Like not that girly, but he cooks and stuff and watches us a lot, especially when we were little and he was in school at night and mom was teaching during the day. Which I didn't think was weird until I got older and found out that none of my friends' parents do that. Anyway. /story

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

but he cooks and stuff

It's funny because my dad is terribly disabled in the kitchen. His idea of a meal is baked beans on toast. And he won't touch the dishes. Or the laundry. He does lots around the backyard and lots of handyman stuff, though. But I shall have to discuss these supposed "Handyman" skills at length with him, seeing as our toilet door handle won't lock on account of him putting it on upside-down after it fell off.

until I got older and found out that none of my friends' parents do that.

Yeah I'm willing to bet none of my friends' dads forget their daughter's age *glares*.
It was quite funny, actually. Dad was like "Not until you're older" and I was like "Dad. I'm fifteen." and then he was like "*pause* Oh, happy birthday."
This was, like, July. I should now mention that my birthday is in January. I think it's cute, though. In an "I'm-going-to-pretend-you-didn't-just-say-that" way.

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[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

His idea of a meal is baked beans on toast.

That's funny. My dad is a bread person, especially. Like, he'll cook the lasagna and spaghetti or whatever, but he loves making bread. Just for fun. Different kinds of sourdough and stuff.

But I shall have to discuss these supposed "Handyman" skills at length with him, seeing as our toilet door handle won't lock on account of him putting it on upside-down after it fell off.

LOL. I know what you mean. My dad does the house fixing type stuff too, and you can't so much close my bedroom door since he replaced it without jerking it because since he put it on the house moved or something, so now (it sometimes gets better depending on the air pressure or whatever) it doesn't fit in the frame correctly.

Dad was like "Not until you're older" and I was like "Dad. I'm fifteen."

Hee. I love age forgetting. My grandma made my brother's birthday card (she makes them on the computer with pictures of the person at different ages and stuff, it's rather cute) say that he was 15 instead of 14 and I laughed. Because she's not a forgetful type of grandma at all, just got the years mixed up or something, it's totally out of character for her. But then again we've got like 23 cousins now or something just on her side of the family that she does this for, plus the 13 aunts and uncles and their spouses, so that's a lot of cards to make. I wish I had the time to do stuff like that.

"*pause* Oh, happy birthday."

*g* Lovely. So your birthday is in the summer too. Yay for that. Swimming birthday parties when you were younger (or now, I suppose), I expect? Seems to be a common, easy, throw the kids in the pool type of party for parents to organize in the summer.

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

Just for fun.

I am incredibly retarded when it comes to cooking, so I struggle to understand how it can be fun. Particularly when everything you touch either spontaneously combusts or throws itself at you. [/bad cook]

it doesn't fit in the frame correctly.

Our toilet door was like that! In the summer it never used to shut properly, so you'd be sitting there doing your thing, when suddenly the door swings open and it's all like "AAARGH! *slams door*".

she makes them on the computer with pictures of the person at different ages and stuff, it's rather cute

Aww, that is cute! My grandparents hardly know how to turn a computer on. Haha, it's funny because my granddad (mum's dad) recently got a computer and such, and he was trying to send an email to mum, and she had to sit there on the phone for, like, half an hour, trying to explain to him how to type in the email address! It was something like,
"Underscore... you know what that is, right?"
"...No."
"You just hold the 'shift' key down when you press the little dash button."
"What dash button?"
"Next to the number keys!"
"Oh, you mean the plus key?"
"The OTHER numbers, Dad."
So she had to explain how to find the 'dash' button, and then the '@' key, and, I swear, I was in fits when she had to explain 'iinet.net' to him.

So your birthday is in the summer too.

Yay for summer birthdays! Go us.

Swimming birthday parties when you were younger

Yep. And mostly just BBQs and stuff. I am trying to convince mum to let me go to Adventure World or paintballing for my next birthday.

Seems to be a common, easy, throw the kids in the pool type of party

*nods* Yep. Very easy.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

I am incredibly retarded when it comes to cooking, so I struggle to understand how it can be fun.

I don't try often because I eat when I'm hungry and I don't want to have to wait for stuff to cook. I'm passible, though. I don't think I could make a soufle or anything, but if you give me a recipe I should be okay. Though for some reason I have trouble sometimes getting water to boil. I blame it on the fact that the stove is right by the back door, which doesn't close well. Ergo, drafts keeping the pot cool.

In the summer it never used to shut properly, so you'd be sitting there doing your thing, when suddenly the door swings open and it's all like "AAARGH! *slams door*".

AAARGH! indeed. Que terrible. Ours this latest time just wouldn't close easily(it's a lot better now, probably because of the cold). You'd push it close and it wouldn't latch. You'd shove it harder. Nope. You had to like hip-check it to get the doorknob thing to actually click. Which, if you were going to the bathroom in the middle of the night (and possibly trying not to announce to the rest of the house that you were still up) was bad. Anytime, really, it was bad, as you'd do it and then get yelled at for pounding on the house.

she had to sit there on the phone for, like, half an hour, trying to explain to him how to type in the email address

XD Old people and their computer illiteracy. My aunt called from Vermont a few months ago because she couldn't figure out why she couldn't get in to her school (she's a teacher too) email account. I was having to tell her that you can most of the time check your email from anywhere. You've just got to find the right online linkage. I know more about teachers' email accounts than most teachers and it makes me sad. I'm always explaining things to my teachers too. Half the time they don't even know the ending on their school email because they never have to actually type any of them, as they've got an address book built in with all the staff sorted by school, grade, subject, etc. And it doesn't help that our technology department is crap. They're like "hit ctl-alt-delete. No? Reboot it. No? Sorry. We'll maybe have somebody that probably can't figure out anything more to do to fix it come by sometime in the next month." Last time this happened, the teacher was on the phone on the other side of the room and repeating the instructions for our little group around the computer (AKA: the whole class. There are only 6 of us in theater.) to do, but for every instruction, I was like "Yup. Tried that. [Technically type stuff about the tests and commands and whatever that I was doing that I don't remember because I don't remember what the problem was.]" Anyway. /story

Yay for summer birthdays!

Indeed. Though I always wanted it to snow on my birthday. And go ice skating. I was always more a fan of the cold than the nasty muggy hot it is here.

And mostly just BBQs and stuff.

Yeah. Problem is that for some of them, it was so hot that it was horrible. Because you'd plan whatever not knowing that it was going to be 40 degrees out on that day.

I am trying to convince mum to let me go to Adventure World or paintballing for my next birthday.

Those sound cool, though both pretty expensive, no?

So I am working through all your comments (and fics), but I've not had much time lately. I'll get through them eventually. (I've actually been forcing myself to not just reply to everything in my inbox so that I actually do some work. Though no work is currently getting done for reasons that are extremely infuriating.)

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

Though for some reason I have trouble sometimes getting water to boil.

I have trouble not burning things. I even burnt toffee once. Well, it wasn't even toffee. It was sugar and water. And I burned it so bad it almost caught fire, and the whole house stank really bad. I spent the rest of the afternoon out walking, coincidentally.

and possibly trying not to announce to the rest of the house that you were still up

I suck at keeping my awakeness a secret. Whenever I try to be extra quiet I end up making more noise than usual, so yeah. Badbad.

Though I always wanted it to snow on my birthday. And go ice skating

I love ice skating. I had some wicked falls last time I went. The first time I went straight down on my knees, which wasn't so fun, but the other two times I kinda slid as I went down, and ended up sliding/spinning across the ice on my butt/the side of my leg. Those ones didn't hurt. Okay, so I got all wet, but still. Fun fun fun.
And I've never seen snow. Oh, how I would love to. Well, I will be seeing/touching/skiing on/falling on it next year.

I was always more a fan of the cold than the nasty muggy hot it is here.

Same. And if it MUST be hot, then I like the hot-hot heat, not the muggy-humid heat. Humid akes me want to die. At least you can actually keep cool in hot-hot weather. In muggy-humid weather is near impossible, unless you're like me and can sneak into the big fridge every five minutes at work. That's about all that helps.

Problem is that for some of them, it was so hot that it was horrible

Like my sister's 8th birthday part on Saturday. We're having it at this park, and it's going to be thirty degrees. Not fun, particularly when there's 25-odd seven year olds running around. I have been appointed Face Painter. Which I'm actually really looking forward to. I don't mind little kids too much, and I like to paint things, so it should work out okay. At least I'll be in the shade. That's the best part.

though both pretty expensive, no?

Yeah, Adventure World alone is over $30 for people our age to get in. But then all the rides and attractions are free, so that makes the price bearable. Mind you, I'm not sure if it's cheaper to actually organise to have a party there. Although, I probably won't do anything for my birthday, because I'm planning to savesavesave. And my parents are going to help me paypaypay for New Zealand, so I don't want to bug them for MORE of their money.

So I am working through all your comments

THat's what I've been doing. I'm having to go through my inbox, because there are some that get lost and forgotten about, because they've been sitting there for a while and other emails have overtaken them. But I've gotten into the habit of deleting the comments I reply to as I go, so that should make it less confusing. I should give my inbox a clean out, actually.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

And I burned it so bad it almost caught fire, and the whole house stank really bad.

Ooh. Bad. Last time I made scrambled eggs I oiled up the pan and turned on the fire when I went to look for the eggs and then I found the fakey eggs (egg substitute stuff that has less calories and no cholesterol and if you eat them with ketchup or something you can't really tell the difference) and measured them out and I came back and the oil had like burned. Doubt it smelled as bad as burning sugar, though.

I suck at keeping my awakeness a secret. Whenever I try to be extra quiet I end up making more noise than usual, so yeah.

Urgh. That's bad. I'm usually really quiet. It's just when my brother comes out that I get yelled at. Because my brother is going through some crazily clumsy stage where he knocks down and drops everything (like my hard drive. Grr). And he always comes out to the kitchen or wherever I am on the computer to see if I'm still up. And drops things. And tells me things loudly. Which is annoying. He doesn't seem to care if he wakes everybody up. But I do. Because I've got homework or whatever left to do and my parents will yell at me to go to bed and I can't because I've still got work to do.

I had some wicked falls last time I went.

Ouch. You know, I haven't gone in a couple of years. I'll have to go this year. Tis fun, falls or no. (Though preferably no. And the fun leeches away if there are more than a few falls. Or if you die.)

I've never seen snow.

Oh my god. Wow.
We had snow lots of times when I was younger. But never any good snows in the last bunch of years. Blame it on global warming. I haven't gotten to sled down a snowy hill in a really long time. Because it will snow, but just a little bit and then it won't stick or won't be enough to sled on. Which is sad. But no snow ever is sadder. Yay for you getting to play in it next year.

And if it MUST be hot, then I like the hot-hot heat, not the muggy-humid heat.

Yeah. Because at least you're not really sticky and gross. And you can breathe. It always feels hard to breathe for me when it's muggy. I don't know why, it's not like really hard, but it just sort of feels like it, you know?

We're having it at this park, and it's going to be thirty degrees.

Ouch. I hope there's lots of shade.

I have been appointed Face Painter.

Ooh. Capital Face, capital Painter. Sounds fun. Painting is good.

At least I'll be in the shade. That's the best part.

Aha. So there is shade. Good. Yay, shade.

Adventure World alone is over $30 for people our age to get in.

Yeah, the theme park thing near me (it's about a 30 or 40 minutes drive) is like that. It's silly, though, because if you buy a ticket full price it's like $36 or something like that, but you can buy a season pass from the grocery store or the community center for only $50.

I probably won't do anything for my birthday, because I'm planning to savesavesave.

Saving money is good. I try to save money. I don't get much, though, as I don't have a job really. Which is sad. But I don't really have time. I should be able to make time, but I'm not that cool.

I'm having to go through my inbox, because there are some that get lost and forgotten about, because they've been sitting there for a while and other emails have overtaken them.

Eee. Yeah. I move all my lj comments into a special folder called --you'll never guess-- LJ Comments after I reply to them. It's handy because I'm going to try to go through them at some point because as I review pretty much everything I read, I should be able to find some of the good fics that I'd like to save again.

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

Doubt it smelled as bad as burning sugar, though.

Me too. *crinkles up nose*

Ooh, ooh, ooh! I managed to make myself a couple of toasted sandwiches last night without setting fire to anything! *dances*

like my hard drive. Grr

*pats*

And tells me things loudly

My brother does that too! I've never understood it. They should totally have a playdate.

My biggest problem with the trying to keep quiet thing is typing. Because the little computer-room-nook-area-thing is right next to my parents' room. Like, you walk out their bedroom door and you're practically in the computer room. It's not really a room, more like an area... it's actually a three-sided-wall my dad added into the building plans to replace the formal dining room. Because we're not the kind of people who hold the kind of dinner parties that require a totally different room. I mean, we don't even hold dinner parties. We have people over for BBQs, or just... dinner.

Or if you die

Haha, indeed.

but it just sort of feels like it, you know?

I know exactly what you're talking about. I think it's the amount of moisture in the air, or something. It's terrible. I hate it. It was really humid today at work (they only have evaporative air conditioning, not the lovely refridgerated kind) and I sufferrrrrred.

Ouch. I hope there's lots of shade.

There was =)
And it wasn't even hot. I actually wore a jumper/top/thing the whole time. But then, I was sick. But still. No one else mentioned anything about heat.

I should be able to make time, but I'm not that cool

I'm actually ditching all weekday shifts once school starts again next year in February. I'm not bothering now, because there's only one and a half weeks left of the year. But next year I will. It'd be too hard to juggle all my homework and assignments and exams (all very important to my future, being year eleven and all. Eeek, then there's year twelve) with work. It's hard enough as it is.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

I managed to make myself a couple of toasted sandwiches last night without setting fire to anything!

Whoo hoo! Tis excellent. Congrats on your mad not-burning-anything skills.

They should totally have a playdate.

Hee, indeed. Your brother can come over here to hang out with mine and I'll take his place over there. Because I've never been overseas and it would be fun.

formal dining room

Our house isn't big enough to need one of those at all, lol. Our main computer thing is right in the middle of the kitchen; the monitor is right next to a microwave and right below the cabinet where we keep the cookbooks (that nobody ever gets down and looks at) and extra packages of noodles. But the computer is right by the stairs to the basement where my dad sleeps and only a wall, a hallway, and another wall away from my mom, so I sort of know what you mean.

And it wasn't even hot. I actually wore a jumper/top/thing the whole time.

Ooh, lovely. Though sick is bad.

I'm actually ditching all weekday shifts once school starts again next year in February.

LOL, school starting again in February. I love this whole northern-hemisphere/southern-hemisphere thing. Makes for loads of entertaining mental doubletakes.

That's actually a good idea, though. I hadn't considered trying to get a job and only work on weekends. Because I've got a place that I want to work at, if they'll let me, this little computer stuff store that I really like because they're hugely cheaper than everyone else, but I'm reluctant to actually go apply because I'm afraid I can't handle working on weekdays with school and how sometimes I don't get home from school until 5 and such. I must look in to that.

all very important to my future, being year eleven and all. Eeek, then there's year twelve

Urgh, don't even remind me. At the beginning of the year I was doing so well, but then my laziness and major procrastination and every other week sicknesses started and now my grades are pretty much sucky. I hate that, because I've got the test scores and such to get into really top notch universities easily, but I'm not good at traditional schooling (which is why I hope college will be better) and so my grades are bad.

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

Congrats on your mad not-burning-anything skills

I know! But last night I was told to heat a pie up for dinner and it, like, imploded. Somehow.

Your brother can come over here to hang out with mine and I'll take his place over there

That would be awesome! Bad for your family, though. But great for me!

Because I've never been overseas and it would be fun

Me neither and yes it would. My God, it would. I should totally visit your country. I'll bump it up my rapidly expanding list of places to go when I am older and free from mothers with phobias of flying.

where we keep the cookbooks and extra packages of noodles

What a lovely combination.

stairs to the basement

OMG basement. Like, no one has them over here. I'd love a basement. It'd be, like, my own little... cave.

Haha, cave. I am cave woman! *pounds chest*

Makes for loads of entertaining mental doubletakes

*giggles* I know.

I must look in to that

Yes, you must. Jobs are good. Even better when you actually like the place. I only applied for a position at my shop ('my' shop. Haha.) because my friend was working there and she said they were desperate for people. But I do like it there, so I guess I was lucky.

then my laziness and major procrastination and every other week sicknesses started and now my grades are pretty much sucky

We're like, badschoolgrades twins. Laziness, major procrastination and sickness are my main problems when it comes to grades, too. Well... they're my only problems.

which is why I hope college will be better

I am actually looking forward to university, because it is so different to school. You're entirely independent and the hours are less (allowing you more time for both procrastination AND study. Not sure exactly how that works, but I'm sticking to it) and such. And you're learning what you WANT to learn. Like, for example, I got top grades last year in Science when out topic was human biology, because I loved it so much. I was always contributing to class discussions and breezing through homework and assignments and such. Haha, repetitive use of 'and such'.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

I definitely typed this. . . err, ages and ages ago, but then emailed it to myself because I wasn't done replying and then forgot. Bad me.

But last night I was told to heat a pie up for dinner and it, like, imploded.

Lol. I almost burned my soup today, but that's it. Because I was cooking it in a saucepan and I usually just microwave it but the microwave doesn't so much work as not work because of the no electricity thing. And so I forgot that when it's on the burner, you can't just run off to the bathroom and forget about it like you can if it's in the microwave.

I should totally visit your country. I'll bump it up my rapidly expanding list of places to go when I am older and free from mothers with phobias of flying.

Indeed totally yes. Yay for bumping up the list. My list is so packed it isn't even funny. But it's so expensive to go anywhere on planes that it sucks.

Like, no one has them over here.

Really? I don't know how common they are over here in general, but in my neighborhood everybody's got one.

I only applied for a position at my shop ('my' shop. Haha.) because my friend was working there and she said they were desperate for people.

That's always good, if people you like work there.

We're like, badschoolgrades twins.

Hee, indeed.

You're entirely independent and the hours are less

The hours being less is definitely the selling point for me. I feel like I'm in school forever.

Like, for example, I got top grades last year in Science when out topic was human biology, because I loved it so much.

Exactly. That's like me in bio at all. I was like yeah, Bs in classes, whatever, because I didn't care, but now I'm in biology and though it's mostly dumb stuff like plants and really basic stuff, it's so much cooler than dumb english class.