The bathroom smells strongly of chile con queso.
And that's not a crass euphemism. I mean it smells like someone's got a crockpot plugged in to a wall socket in there.
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.
The bathroom smells strongly of chile con queso.
And that's not a crass euphemism. I mean it smells like someone's got a crockpot plugged in to a wall socket in there.
There was a thing, Lee, with Isiah Washington trying to clear his name after the faggot incident at the Golden Globes. Perhaps taht's why he's not in the photo.
Yep. Then TR Knight went on Ellen and said the exact opposite of what IW said.
oooh! catfight!
I'm actually getting excited around writing my thesis proposal. All of the books that I ordered from teh library are either in or in transit.
bounce bounce bounce!
I try not to think on the IW thing, because he just keeps looking worse and worse. I'd already cleanly separated Burke from him, and can keep liking the character, because of seeing a perfectly neutral interview where he didn't have some of the characteristics that I love so about Preston.
Busy assed morning. Kat! Sunday late afternoon might work!
Got an email back from an internal recruiter telling me they'd gone "in a different direction with the position." Hmmph.
GIMME A JOB!
And Katharine Heigl said that Isaiah Washington should just not speak in public and that she would totally throw down for T.R.
Sunday late afternoon might work!
YAY! Okay.
or you know. Monday. After 11:00. Because it's not like I have work to be at.
I love Katie Heigl. have ever since My Father, the Hero.
in mememe news, i'm tired of having a headache everyday. it can stop anytime now.
Oh thank god. We just had a 40-minute complete network failure. Not only could I not work, I couldn't goof off. It was terrible.
okay my thesis gloating, or at least the gloating over actually having the books? TOTALLY premature. I'm now in search of two more articles.
sigh.
Not only could I not work, I couldn't goof off. It was terrible.
Oh man. I'm sorry.