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My friend Sheila sent me a copy of the Newsweek article about Johnny Depp. It's rather wel-written, though I'm not sure it says anything I didn't already know. Among other things:

Depp, 43, is almost pathologically unpredictable. He can be bizarre, hilarious, unsettling -- even annoying. But he is never the same. He's the anti-Tom Cruise. "Nothing against Tom, but Johnny may be a bigger star now," says director John Waters, who cast Depp in 1990's "Cry-Baby." "Nobody is sick of Johnny Depp."

Well, Johnny Depp hasn't made a fool of himself publicly, either.

There's a great description of him: "Time slows down when you're with Johnny Depp. He seems like a man who has never rushed to, or from, anywhere in his life... And once he's with you, he never seems in a hurry to leave. His voice is a soft, low mumble. His body is in almost constant motion -- rolling those cigarettes, rubbing an elbow, reaching for a glass -- but the rhythm is tranquil and fluid, like a cat licking its paw."

Doctor Who: The Girl in the Fireplace and the Rise of the Cybermen...

So once again I watched a Doctor Who episode before work, The Girl in the Fireplace, so far my favourite of the season 2 episodes by far. (Which is not to say I haven't loved them all.) My love of Tennant increases with each episode - and I started out loving him.

After work, I watched The Rise of the Cybermen, and was nonplussed to see it was the first part of a two-parter. I briefly considered watching the second half, decided enough was enough, and had a nap.

I still haven't met the writing deadline that is looming. Damn. What do I have left... one day? Two? Okay, I'll write the story tomorrow.

I also watched half of a DVD about the Battle of Jacob's Ford, kindly sent to me by [Unknown site tag]. It was fascinating - not one of those bits of history on TV that drive me nuts, but really well-presented, honest history. I am familiar with what was written about Jacob's Ford, but I hadn't a clue about the actual physical presence of the castle, let alone its location, and if I'd known the castle was being excavated, I'd forgotten.

The rest of the evening was napping. Yup, tomorrow I do my duty by that story deadline.