Hrm. I do so like SPN's, I also like Veronica Mars's. Oh, and, god help me, Scrubs. Scrubs should just send me a cd every week and cut out the middle man.
I'm sorry. You were going to ask me to choose, right? Did you want to finish?
Zoe ,'War Stories'
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
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.
Daisy Jane - Feb 22, 2007 7:36:33 pm PST #3096 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
P.M. Marc - Feb 22, 2007 7:49:38 pm PST #3097 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Okay, someone has to tell me what was on the OC tonight so I'm prepped for IM with SA tomorrow.
Matt the Bruins fan - Feb 22, 2007 7:50:09 pm PST #3098 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Channel surfing tonight turned up the last few minutes of a documentary recording a conversation between Dave Chapelle and Maya Angelou. I had almost forgotten how soothing and uplifting an experience it is just listening to that wonderful lady speak.
tommyrot - Feb 22, 2007 7:56:04 pm PST #3099 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
According to ET Online, Britney Spears wasn’t at home Wednesday night watching Lost like the rest of us. Noooo, Ms. Spears spent it deperately trying to get into Kevin Federline’s residence. After spending 45 minutes outside of his home, and trying to damage an SUV with an umbrella, Momma Spears finally came to her rescue.
These shocking photo’s courtesy of X17, show a bat shit crazy Britney fitted in a pair of white shorts and a hooded sweatshirt beating an SUV with an umbrella.
This just gets more sad....
eta: The video is just awful... Britney sitting in the front passenger seat of a car at a gas station, as a photographer says, "How are you doing? We're concerned about you." All the while he's taking bunches of flash photos....
Daisy Jane - Feb 22, 2007 8:10:29 pm PST #3100 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Y'know what? I've never really disliked Britney. She's from my homestate. Whenever I heard people cracking on the Cheetoes or the barefoot, or the general white trashines, I leap to the defense. That's just how we do shit. Dude. I've dipped my cheetoes in hot sauce while not even high! I think Britney needs to have Dolly Parton adopt her. Embrace the trashy and be beloved the world over.
Burrell - Feb 22, 2007 8:34:53 pm PST #3101 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I think Britney needs to have Dolly Parton adopt her.
Just imagine the makeover session.
Lee - Feb 22, 2007 8:36:58 pm PST #3102 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Just imagine the makeover session.
I read this as makeout session at first, and my brain went to a baaaad place.
Cashmere - Feb 22, 2007 8:53:13 pm PST #3103 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
I think that embracing the trashiness would help. Supressing the trashiness just leads to the kind of embarrassing public meltdown we're seeing now.
I always appreciate a certain amount of humanity or weakness in my favorite celebrities. Look at Hugh Grant. Sheepishly admitting to fucking up can go a loooong way.
The common thread I see between her and ANS are (ore were) these marginally talented or pretty girls who are just stupid. They both struck me as desperate and friendless. But they earn oodles of dosh and end up manipulated, sad and lonely. Then bald or decomposing on a coroner's slab.
Ugh.
Aims - Feb 22, 2007 9:19:35 pm PST #3104 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Watched the Oprah Oscar Special.
Why is it whenever Sidney Poitier speaks, I cry?
God forbid I ever meet the man and he asks where the restroom is. He'll have to ask someone else besides the sobbing pile of goo.
Theodosia - Feb 23, 2007 1:35:55 am PST #3105 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Why is it whenever Sidney Poitier speaks, I cry?
Just imagine dinners at home with his family, and he asks to pass the salt. His wife must long to institute an all-mime rule for him.
re Britney: you know you're a troubled celebrity when the papparazzi are worried about you.