Going back, Kristin, this week's Everwood was quite wonderful.
Gus, I too am baffled that someone who doesn't want to teen angst is watching Felicity!
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.
Going back, Kristin, this week's Everwood was quite wonderful.
Gus, I too am baffled that someone who doesn't want to teen angst is watching Felicity!
I did
Oh, awesome. I may ask you some time in the future about what did you end up writing about, after all, but probably not now, because I imagine you're tired of these subjects by now.
Brokeback Mountain
Um, is that a movie? t /ignorant whose computer is too sick right now to Google
I'm totally a skipper. Cause, dude, busy.
Very true.
Perkins! I skipped, too!
Though I have no idea why I use these exclamation points.
Um, is that a movie?
Yes. It's a movie about two gay cowboys that's gotten good reviews.
OK, I have come up with a plan in my head. I know I get more work done at school, but I don't feel like lugging the zillions of pages of readings I may want to use for my paper. So what I will do is spend the next hour or so making notes from the readings here, and then go down there for the actual writing. And my group meeting at 5. Bleh. I want a nap.
Perkins! I skipped, too!
You people and your being all busy!
I'm in Tucson for the weekend to help my mom with the Christmas shopping. Yesterday we hit lots of stores and the internet; today we get the tree and stocking stuffers.
Yay for Jesse's plan!
I hate my plan! I want my plan to include a nap and a movie!
Stupid school.
Hey peeps! I am awake. That, by the way, is a technicality. I am actually pretty comatose, but I am no longer allowed to sleep.
I skipped about a day of posts, but this, from sarameg, made me laugh:
Apparently, I got into "message" mode. So I had a message of "oh fuck me" greeting me this morning when I got in.
Best voice mail message EVAH.
WRT Jessica's article: How come I can't be arsed to care about the private angst of men who want to go to strip clubs and drink beek at lunch and then go home to their wives and babies? I want to say, get over yourselves.
Oh dang, I've got to do more Christmas shopping. The only folks who have been shopped for so far are the kids. I've decided I'm getting my MiL a gift certificate for a spa. She deserves it.
Oh geez, Isaac has this huge booger on his face and he's smiling at me. I had to go wipe it before I could finish the post.