The only awkward part is that I'm pretty sure flea is taller than Matt Damon. Then again, it's not like they're going out for a waltz competition.
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
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.
No worries, my putative MOH is helping out. And mom is coming next weekend.
bon bon, I wish it weren't chore-able, but that sounds kinda fun.
I'm nursemaiding a sick baby. And making soup. And maybe hemming some pants and sewing a few blankets.
The only awkward part is that I'm pretty sure flea is taller than Matt Damon.
Everyones the same height lying down.
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If we believe IMDB, Matt Damon is one inch shorter than I am (they say he's 5' 10).
I have to say, of celebrities who actually seem like people I'd like to know, Matt Damon is right up there. He's a great NPR interview, anyway. And, you know, he knows Jesse, so me must be okay.
If I were fucking Matt Damon, he can be as short as he wants. It's Matt Damon, and height isn't a moral failing.
I have no real plans, but I'm not watching the superbowl.
apparently he's a chain smoker, though. ugh. I can't get over that for Matt Damon.
Aha, the chain-smoking must have stunted his growth.
I'm not watching the superbowl. I was thinking of going skiing, but the weather looks kind of crappy. I may just have to spend the weekend fighting with my new cellphone, which let me down rather spectacularly last night.
You see, I was going to a friend's house in SF to have dinner and watch Bab5 episodes. Except she got a migraine and left me a message at 5:15 that the dinner was cancelled.
Me, I never got the message because T-Mobile appears to think that voicemail notifications are optional. I spent two hours driving into the city and back in horrible rainy traffic, with an embarrassing ten minutes in the middle where I showed up on my migraineur pal's doorstep with a wine bottle in my hand.
Grrrr.
I was starving by the time I got home, but at least I got to eat TJ's pesto pizza and watch Supernatural.