I hold on to the notion that there were actually two days in school when they separated the boys and the girls, and clearly I was sick for the other one.

I have a similar idea, that there were some girl-classes that I missed. One of them apparently involved pedicures. It was probably the week I was out sick and also missed that crucial week of pre-algebra. Damn it.

I have occasionally looked at wedding dresses and decided which one I thought was prettier. I don't think I've ever seriously imagined myself wearing one. I'm okay with being married, but getting married, ugh. The whole "Now go be the center of attention and declare your feelings publicly in front of friends and family" seems like the worst psychological torture you could inflict on me.

I love designing clothes. First year of university that was the wallpaper of my dorm room--dresses upon dresses upon blouses upon etcetera. A wedding dress was inevitable.

As for girl classes, I got them all! Or none. I went into single gender school at 11, and didn't get out until 18 at which point I went into single gender housing. And I'm from an almost single gender family. It makes things very confusing except, somehow, the minds of boys when it doesn't come to me. Those totally make sense.

Now I have to go clean my kitchen because that stupid Method site got to me. And made me order lots of cleaning products. I have a sickness.

Maybe I should dust too...

You can come here! I still haven't dusted the bedroom.

There was a really loud boom followed 8 minutes later by sirens from all the local firestations. I wonder what happened. Power didn't flicker, metro is still running.

Hey, is Ugly Betty new? I can't tell yet.

Kitchen now sparkles except for the floor (out of Swiffer thingummies), and the dishwasher is running.

I have a lot of mail to sort and file, and to attack the bathroom at some point this weekend--the theory being that not only will I want to clean less and less in the wake of the black belt test and starting a new job, but it'll be easier to have the place clean for my family next week. Everything has to at least sparkle/not be dusty/be vacuumed. And I have a hell of a Bed Bath and Beyond run to make--I only have the one queen bed sheet set, due to an ill-timed purge of all that is not soft.

ita, I have to skip so much in Natter to keep up, did I miss that you got a new job? Congratulations!

ita, were you watching State Within recorded, or is BBCA running it again? We caught the first two installments, but missed the third. That scene was very affecting. I think scripts for American tv tend to rescue the innocent at the last minute often enough to make us unused to that sort of injustice portrayed in a fictional piece. It made me cry.

Someone on my LJ friendslist has an icon of a cupcake. Having scrolled past it, oh, twenty or so times, I would knock over a herd of nuns to get a cupcake at this point.

Though today my sweet tooth was taken care of by the gothy Harry Potter-looking boy who works at the chocolate store. I am as a truffle in his hands. All gooey. (In my defense, Lee made me go in to the store. Because I had forgotten how sweetly delicious that boy was. And we're certain he's well over 18. Maybe even 21. Maybe.) I've got a crush and a marionberry truffle.

I just watched my tape of The Riches, and I have to say....I don't know what I think of it. I want to like it, but I'm not quite sure.

Eddie Izzard's accent, though, is driving me BATSHIT. As is his haircut. t edit And facial hair -- that's just WRONG.

Recorded, Beverly. Want me to burn you off a recording of the third installment?

I'm so glad things are starting to be revealed. My god, I swear I have had my eyes open all this time. I don't know if it's a different rhythm, or they're more information dense, but if I blink during most of these British mystery things, I have no idea what's happening. And I still don't get Nicholas.

My nervous system is fucking up again. Sending all sorts of weirdness.

Steph, I heard that the first ep of The Riches is the weakest, if that helps you any.

Are there places in LA that deliver cupcakes? There totally should be.

I don't know what I think of it. I want to like it, but I'm not quite sure.

This phrase gets batted around a lot these days, but I really have to say, it's unlike anything else I've ever seen on TV. S and I really liked it.

Eddie Izzard's accent, though, is driving me BATSHIT. As is his haircut. And facial hair -- that's just WRONG.

I guess I've seen him often enough with facial hair or otherwise generally being quite manly that his appearance didn't seem wrong to me.

But yes, his accent was so much his "American accent" from his standup routines, I couldn't hear it as anything other than Eddie's silly American accent.