That's not snow, P-C.
Ferret dandruff?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
That's not snow, P-C.
Ferret dandruff?
So because I didn't go grocery shopping last night, I have nothing to eat here at work. And I think I'm hungrier than I'm feeling because right now the idea of even dealing with the caf throws me into a frustrated rage. Which is insane.
Clearly you need chocolate cake, sarameg. Or possibly I'm projecting.
Mmm, cake.
And after yesterday's ear-wax conversation, I'm suddenly obsessed with the contents of my ear canal. I'm a freak.
I'm obsessed too. It's especially bad becaause the inside of my right ear is vaguely hurty, and I thought it was from wearing my iPod headphnes too long, but now I'm convinced it is a WAXMONSTER OMGWTF.
Also, on The O.C. last night, I was so freaked out that they were going to kill Lindsey, which would suck. And I agree about the dumbassness of Ryan's leaving her there alone, the extreme gayness of Zach's line, and the uglitude of Marissa's outfit. oh, and I'm also over Seth.
breaks out the snow-producing ferrets
at night, the ice weasels come...
eta Given Cindy's subsequent comment, that takes on an unfortunate new meaning. Sorry.
at night, the ice weasels come...
One of the best "Life in Hell" lines evah!
I missed the Typhoon reference. Maybe I should rewatch.
Definitely on the yet. We need to get Alibelle to come with us, too.
Yay! I want to come! What is it?
Welcome back, Gus!
All the rest of you are very funny.
Oh! And Heather's talk about Dallas reminded me that I watched Point Pleasant again. I still don't hate it, and will probably keep watching. Even though it's not anything that I'd actually call good.
So glad to have Gus back home stateside.
I had the same ear experience as Allyson, though we did it at home. It was scary what came out, but it was soooo nice having the audio clarity again.
I had a very interesting conversation at the Zam Zam Room last night with the bartender. I've found that most cities do not provide you with the kind of bartender or cab driver that one is familiar with from movies. However, the bartender last night was deeply philosophical and we were talking about Mahler and 19th Century Russian Literature and the notion that Realism (as a genre) was merely a cultural construct.
OK, just tried to go to the caf and got swamped with Kill!Annoying!People!
I think I'll wait until it empties out. I really need to not let myself get this in need of food. It makes me kind of nuts. It's kind of like pms.
did everyone at the bar slide away from you two?