I can barely even think about the earthquake/tsunami stuff. It's just too big to wrap my brain around. So, so horrible.
I keep looking at the pictures on the NYT website, trying to fix it in my head. And I keep imagining what it must have been like to be standing on the beach and suddenly to see all the water being sucked out to sea, and to know what was about to happen. Gah. What would you do? What could you do? It's just so terrifying.
Colin Farrell was on Ellen the other day (looked like a repeat). I don't care if he's a skank that sleeps with anything that moves -- he's ADORABLE. I totally see how he can get away with it.
ita is exactly me in this regard.
Woo and hoo on the raise, Steph!
Hell yeah on Colin Farrell. And with the line dancing?!? CUTE.
Though, to be honest, I think I hadn't gotten a raise -- not even cost-of-living -- in a couple of years. So this is swell.
Yeah, I was at my last job for three years and never got any kind of raise. I feel you.
Congrats on the raise, Tep!
Basketball was totally fun. I can't believe how close to the action they let you sit. It's crazy.
Basketball was totally fun. I can't believe how close to the action they let you sit. It's crazy.
So no random violence then, that's good.
Nothing I would classify as violence at all. And free cups!
Gronk.
Relatives in town. Relatives who
snore.
I wear the pants of cranky.
Shrift, just picture the
Kryptonian handfasting.
That should alleviate some of the cranky.
That should alleviate some of the cranky.
Hee. I'm still miserably tired, but now I do the dance of OTP squee.