Continuing on the VMAs: I still love Justin Timberlake, even though he apparently can no longer wipe his ass without Timbaland there to help. And he keeps telling MTV to play more videos!

Pony!

Performing at the '04 Spruce Meadows Battle of the Breeds. This is the "jeopardy trail."

OMG. Best video ever: [link]

Someone at the Stargate panel at Dragon*Con mentions furries. Christopher Judge (who is a WILD man) doesn't know what they are. Hilarity ensues.

OMG, Suela, that is hilarious!

"What??!?"

OK, I don't even know who those people are, and that was hilarious.

I think that was the Monday morning panel. The one we skipped. I haven't watched the video yet, but it's probably good we skipped it.

Ah, c'mon, Dana. After the fun of Colin and the slash you can handle a little thing like furries and an actor.

Speaking of Colin, I need to get him severely hammered and get all the Vancouver actor stories out of him.

And then people can try and get me drunk for me to repeat them. I might be able to drink (with or without acetaminophen) for quite a while on that one.

I had a mimosa for dinner. That's a valid perq of being grownup, right? And now I want to hit up iTunes for Billy Ocean music since Psych gave me an earworm.

Psych was oddly brand-name-iffic this week. Some mentions might just be low grade product placement (Gus mentions the make of his car--the same car he's been driving all season), but others--weird. The matchmaker.com reference was specific but not a recommendation, per se.

I had a kitchen breakage accident and cut my thumb. Not because of the mimosa (or the acetaminophen). In fact, it was the cause. I don't want to be grownup anymore. I want to be young enough that I still believe my mother can make it go away (I figured she terrified me enough she could scare any ailment into turning tail and running--but now I realise it's only me she freaks out. Migraines? Considerably less afraid of her. Though she pointed out hers stopped wtih menopause. Don't wanna wait.)

Lemme go watch that video...

Yikes, ita. I hope the cut is not too bad.

I don't want to be grownup anymore. I want to be young enough that I still believe my mother can make it go away.

Oh ita, I hear you.

It's a pretty small cut. The main thing was making sure I didn't get it on the carpet or anything.

I'm in the middle of a pretty bad migraine and it basically destroys my coping skills, so my brain blew the whole thing way out of proportion. It's half cleaned up and I've put a chair in front of the rest of the mess so I don't stumble upon it in a midnight daze.

I hear you.

You know, I'd be terrified to be that person for a little one. I mean, that person. There are so many things I wish I could do for so many of my friends and family, and I can't.

Then again, listening and hugging and smiling counts too. I shouldn't rule out me being able to do that for others just because I'm so needy of it myself.