'Just Rewards (2)'
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.
I'm going to tentatively start apartment hunting. I like my apartment, but the building's cable wiring degraded noticeably after the rains, and I have a sneaking suspicion they won't spend the 20K to fix it. Mess with my TV and my broadband?
I need to see what's out there.
Someone needs to replace that groundhog.
Any broken laws aside, this is just messed up:
Michael Jackson's ex-wife Debbie Rowe has agreed to give evidence against the singer during his child molestation trial. Rowe, who was married to the 46-year-old superstar for three years and is the mother of his children Prince and Paris, has now been formally added to the state's list of witnesses for the sensational court case which started on Monday. Insiders are already predicting her testimony will "blow the lid" off Jackson's bizarre lifestyle. The 37-year-old former nurse is also filing to regain custody of their two children after reportedly signing all rights over to Jackson after their divorce in 1999 - a settlement in which she receives an annual $1 million alimony payment and a home in Beverly Hills. It is yet to be confirmed whether Jackson's first wife Lisa Marie Presley will also take the stand.
Someone needs to replace that groundhog.
I know. He always predicts the same thing, again and again and again...
I heard that Bill Murray had some trouble with him once. Or more than once.
this is just messed up
I could compare it to a train wreck, but that would be insulting. To the train wreck.
Yet I feel compelled to watch, much as I'd feel compelled to look at a train wreck.
this is just messed up:
Do you really expect anything other than messed up from that freakshow?
Today's Two Lumps is waaay too familiar.
I have a question. Are Michael Jackson's children biologically his? I seem to recall them being blonde, which, Debbie Rowe is, but Michael, genetically, NSM.
ita, good luck with the apartment hunting.
I find myself oddly disinterested by the whole Jackson thing. I'm not sure why.
This [link] was the very first image on my wall paper this morning (it changes every five minutes). I've decided that means it's going to be a good day.