'Out Of Gas'
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.
Judd Apatow has unearthed the real reason I'm scared to have kids:
“My way of dealing with the world has always been to make fun of it and observe it but not take part in it,” Apatow told me when we first met in the fall of 2005. “That’s how I became a writer. But when you have kids, suddenly you have to be part of things. It leads almost to a breakdown because your whole defense mechanism is now really destructive.”
Damn.
I read that in bed last night, Zenkitty, and the same paragraph smacked me right in the face.
Either I've had too much caffeine or today is really weird.
Could be both.
Well, I just had to try to make "Sometimes it's ok to submit a pile of crap!" into a pep talk, so I'm OK with calling it weird.
I feel a bit Through The Looking Glass.
Timelies all!
This waking-up-at-random-times thing can stop right now. At least I went back to sleep, unlike this weekend. feh.
I liked this bit from the Apatow interview:
He finally met like-minded kids who could stay up all night talking about Monty Python. “I felt like the bumblebee girl in the Blind Melon video who finally meets other bumblebees,” Apatow told me. “I cried every time I saw that.”
Crying over the little bee girl. But a lot of Buffistas have said similar things about finding this community. I love that he's still so close with his F&G cast.
Makes me want to go back and watch my Undeclared box set, I'll tell you what!
The dang cat just ate a (teeny) piece of asparagus. I figured my veggies were safe from lardbutt! And I was feeling sorry for him and let him sit at the table. He had a small healing scratch in front of his ear. Apparently, it itched. So he tore a hugeass wound in the process of scratching it. If the neosporin doesn't help, he's gonna need a cone. I swear.
I went to the local zoo today, and saw a Bactrian camel being groomed. (I immediately thought of Aimee!) She was ridiculously calm and happy to have her heavy winter coat combed off -- it was an insanely-high pile of hair left over. The volunteer let me carry off a double handful, which I'm going to have to figure out how to wash, comb and spin!
which I'm going to have to figure out how to wash, comb and spin!
Ooh! That makes me think of Holli.
Man, I was thinking of training today, but only if the normal instructor won't be there because I don't want to be lame-assed in front of him, and I am lame-assed.
I also want to sleep a humongous amount.
And I want another corset. Please?