The OC is flummoxing me. I go to the myspace page to watch this week's ep, and it seems broken for The OC. I could watch Standoff, if I wanted, or Prison Break. Won't list any OC eps. Can't even torrent it--there's one file listed and it won't download.
Maybe I'll drown my sorrows in the extremely fluffy lemon pound cake I just made.
I think you should share the lemon pound cake.
Trudy:
t gets buffista married to typo boy
Typo Boy
Wahoo! Also Yippee! Awright!
On update - virtual lemon wedding poundcake.
I think you should share the lemon pound cake.
Okay. Local applicants preferred.
Wear with tall spikey boots as I did the other day with my pinstripey ones, AI(W)FG!
Sadly, I am without spiky boots.
John Sheppard as Priest and Rodney McKay as Temptation
Mmmmm. I'll be in my bunk.
If my brother and I lived in the same city, we would wreck so much havoc. And I'm mild mannered. But we'd have way too much fun fucking with people (mostly him, me laughing like a loon.)
And I'd never get a date. Which is not different from now, but so much more entertaining.
t / phone call that lasted 3 hours of goofy
My sister and I wreak a very particular brand of havoc. Mostly it has to do with double-teaming guys until they're not sure what we want from them--but we get it.
In a totally non-sexual way. Wait, no, incorrect. He may have sex on the brain and we might have put it there, but that's it.
My god, I'm so in love with Kurt Browning. Still. The dude, to me, is still the best male skater on ice.
Sail! And I love that Scott such a big fan of his, too!
I swear, my brother would probably line up hookups with his buds if I asked. Which is totally freaky, and he knows it, but still.
It kind of amazes me how much I really LIKE this person who is my brother. We spent 6-17 in a really antagonistic manner. As in, threatening to throw him from a moving car. And now? He's probably my biggest confidant, and I his. OK, he has a wife, and she shares maybe more than I, but when she's irking him, or it is issues she can't deal with, I get that. In any case, we've decided that evolution, girls, boys, culture and people just are mystifying as shit. Oh, and I'm really weird, but well grounded, whatever that means.