Did you need people to be interesting, Emily? I got nothing.
I need people to be freaked out with me! That person who looks very much like me is on the Web!
Actually, it looks like she's carrying a messenger bag, which I haven't for a while (and it looks like this is last summer sometime), so it's probably not me. But it could have been! Right there! Reading a paper! At the bus stop!
No, you're right, it's totally not paranoia-worthy. It's still weird.
She is very pretty. But depressingly thin. Which is very insensitive, as I am still mourning for my thinness.
No, I joke. The pretty is still pretty. Nice and grape-like. Mmmm, grape-covered Sandra Oh.
(Um, she is Sandra Oh, right? Cause I don't wanna be like that Oscars announcer who mangled Ziyi Zhang's name so badly.)
(Oh crap, I missed the Tonys which Hugh Jackman was hosting, didn't I? Shoot. He's such a SEXY BITCH, too. I feel like a negligent fangirl.)
ita's been touched by an angel
She's been bitchslapped by an angel from the look of it.
She looks like a tiny woman, but there's flesh wrapped around her bones.
She looks like a tiny woman, but there's flesh wrapped around her bones.
This exact same sentence appears in the
Monster Manual III.
Sandra Oh really brings out the "Why don't I look like that?" in me with that picture.
I made my resume public on Monster today while applying for something or other, and I already have gotten an e-mail and a phone call trying to entice me into a life of selling insurance.
You know who's evil? Betsy, that's who. This morning on the way to work, I went to the vet's office she recommended, and they have kittens that are up for adoption.
Really really cute kittens.