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Permalink Ordered the “Making of Justified” DVDs from Nsyncland. Missed the new ep of Lost, but got to read Cleolinda’s recount of it, which is funny as shit, and in some ways better than actually having seen it.
I have a feeling, though, this is gonna be one of those shows that I catch up with when it comes out on DVD. And don’t tell me it won’t come out, man, if there’s a boxed set of fucking Firefly, then clearly, everything that ever graced our screens for more than one episode will eventually be released on DVD.
Now if only they’d get around to doing Charmed. Alas, Aaron Spelling is a tasteless, senile gnome, and is far too busy making lame new shit with mid-season overrated skank add-ons to realize such things exist.
Yes, I am bitter, thank you for noticing.
In other news, I highly enjoyed this:
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Permalink To anyone who writes Potterfic:
Owls do not shit. They do not have anuses to shit with. Anything their bodies can’t use, is compacted into a small pellet, which they hack up.
So kindly stop having characters worry about owl shit on them/near them/present in the owlery. Okay? Okay.
fuckyouverymuch,
me
Permalink Watched Freaky Friday. Wasn’t as painfully lame as I thought it might be. And y’know, girls playing guitars is always nice.
Also? That sliver of Lindsay’s tummy that kept flashing. Guh.
Kid Radd is a really cool comic. Ignore that its sprites. No, really.
Also? Lindsay.
Permalink You know you’re having a good day when, at lunch with your mother, you’re faced with the thought of having to live for another year, and have to choke back the tears.
Yeah. Welcome to me.
Permalink *laughs* This may be the best rec I’ve ever gotten from Amazon.
Permalink So, went to Border’s yesterday, and since they’re having their “buy three, get one free” thing on manga and music and romance novels — and how exactly did they pick those three, y’know? — I picked up the first four volumes of Fruits Basket.
Don’t understand the title at all. Perhaps that will be become clear later? Eh.
Anyway. I’m kind of confused, because they keep referring to Uo-chan (who I lovelovelove and want to skin and icon and so on and so forth) as “Yankee.” Um? What the fuck? From the “Ultra Special Blah Blah Blah, Number 3” and the way most of the schoolgirls seem intimidated by her, I’m guessing “Yankee” has somehow become slang for “juvenile delinquent” in Japan. To which I again say, what the fuck?
I mean, seriously. I just. I don’t even know, man.
Permalink I’m sure anyone who cares and is over sixteen is having the same “oh, lord, she’s really that stupid” reaction as I am.
But then it occurs to me — nono, Beebee is stupider. She married an unemployed bucket of skank and her primary residence is in California. And didn’t she poopoo a prenup? So…anything she makes until he leaves her for a hotter chick, or she gets bored enough to have her mama call the lawyer…he’ll get half of.
That. I. Just how many times do you think Lynn dropped her on her head as a baby, anyway?
Permalink Note to self: Panera this week.
Am craving chicken salad on sesame semolina. Mmmmm, chicken salad.
Permalink I don’t think I actually have anything to say.
Or, y’know, nothing that I’m actually willing to let out, anyway.
Maybe I’ll just have some ice cream.
Permalink This has been in my head for H-O-U-R-S:
Me and my friends are Jem Girls
Jem! Jem is my name
Exciting adventure, fashion, and fame
Once you’re a Jem Girl, you’re never the same
C’mon, c’mon and be a Jem Girl
Jem! Jem is my name
Me and my friends are Jem Girls
Jem! Jem is my name
Truly outrageous, that’s a Jem Girl
Glamour, fahion, and fame
Exciting adventure, fashion, and fame
Once you’re a Jem Girl, you’re never the same
C’mon, c’mon and be a Jem Girl
Jem! Jem is my name!
Yeah. Sanity? That’s the thing with the legs, right?
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