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Thursday, April 19, 2007
I've been watching "Angel" with the maternal unit. At first it was kind of an experiment on my part, and an effort to find something to watch when we run out of "Smallville" (two discs until we finish the currently released seasons). She had seen a few chunks of episodes here and there, but that's not really the same as sitting down and watching entire, multiple episodes. And she likes David Boreanaz well enough on "Bones" but Boothe and Angel are worlds and centuries and assorted often-hellish dimensions apart.
Considering that we've had a disc of "Smallville" for a week while blowing through the last two of Angel's third season last night, I think maybe she likes it a little.
I'm not really looking forward to season 4. So much badness, there. I'm trying to just focus on the small joys, like Willow dropping by, and the one where everyone loses their memory and acts like teenagers, and Wesley hacking up Lilah's body, and oh, hey, Faith! Definitely looking forward to the Faith.
When we're through with "Angel," I'm thinking of exposing her to "Supernatural." Weirdness clearly doesn't bother her too much, and Jensen? Always a good thing.
:: at the tone, the time will be 6:12 PM ::
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Wednesday, April 18, 2007
In a fit of "no, I will not spend my own money on something for the fucking wedding, dammit," I have blown my Paypal credit on doll hair and the completion of my *Nsync Together teddy bear collection (Joey! Finally mine! EEEEEEEEE!!!!!!). I just. I don't even want to go, nevermind spend the money on jewelry to wear to it. Jewelry I'm having mixed feelings about, to boot.
Mleh. Somebody needs to outbid me, dammit.
"Drive" needs to not be on on Mondays, so that I can actually watch it. I love you, Nathan, and I want to see you drive cars and beat people up and hopefully at some point have sex with Amy Acker, but Joey's on for a limited time and looking good and doing really well and I NEED TO SEE HIM WIN, OKAY? SO GET YOUR ASS TO A DIFFERENT NIGHT, DAMMIT. Or 10pm. I could totally work with 10 pm.
:: at the tone, the time will be 10:15 AM ::
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Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Emailed the sister inquiring as to desired birthday and wedding things. I'm praying she won't ask what I want for my birthday, because the answer is "for you to never have invited me to your wedding."
Honesty is hurtful. That is why we invented tact.
Unfortunately, tact involves having something else to say.
:: at the tone, the time will be 5:02 AM ::
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