I think I have a boy-crush on earlier Ryan and I don't exactly know why.

I started watching last year, grabbed the S1 disks and then realized that sophmore slump didn't even begin to describe it.

Still, expressionless and emotionally-stunted Ryan looks nummy. I cannot explain it.

Perkins, you should come over and we can have ice cream and pool time.

Taunter. At least until next week.

I finally finished HP6 a few minutes ago. Now I have to go read all the commentary here and in Fay's LJ.

Timelies all!

Sitting here, petting a chatterbox cat and wondering why I'm so tired.

Summer is the reason I occasionally have to stop watching the show, because I am irrationally invested in her happiness, and therefore, when something comes up to make her unhappy, I must quit watching before my irk grows unreasonable.

The crazy fen should learn from me.

It's a much happier mental place.

Oh, I forgot, big event today. The bar turns 9. 9 years of depravity, drunkenness, debauchery and other fun d words.

other fun d words.

I'm still caught up in Dodgeball, so all I can think of is the 5 D's of the game: dodge, d...., d...., d....., and dodge.

Also, can someone convince me that I do not need to wear the brand new white dress to the anniversary party? I'm smitten with myself in it, but I know it will all end in tears.

The National Weather Service is being weird again. There's another flash flood warning for LA and Ventura counties. In effect until 3 PM. Then I go and look at the hourly weather breakdown.

1 PM chance of precipitation 0%
2 PM chance of precipitation 0%
3 PM chance of precipitation 0%

How does one have a flash flood without, you know, water?

Is it a pee flood?

ewww