Do you watch Supernatural?
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
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.
Did you sell your soul for the Star Wars Lego Death Star playset?
Yeah, but according to the online form I filled out, Satan isn't supposed to show up for 13 months.
Bah. I bet Satan figured out I'm an atheist. (And as we all know, atheist souls are worth less on the open market.)
Fuck, now I just burned my finger on a Poptart.
Obviously Satan's doing....
Obviously Satan's doing....
I'd blame Tino.
life would get interesting with no pants
we just got home from a party -- there are professional shows going on that I can hear, but not see.
fun party,
the cat seems annoyed that we weren't home, but undisturbed by the fireworks
Now the DJ is playing Rockwell's "Somebody's Watching Me", which technically counts as a Michael Jackson song.
Hmmm, note to self: know the crowd you're bringing potluck to.
Despite my friends ridonkulous enthusiasm that made me not think twice about my chosen dish, the guests were mostly skinhead (seriously, they all had buzzcuts) Brits drinking light beer (yes, that is a judgment of character and culture --the light beer thing, not the British thing) and smoking way too much. Food seemed to be a necessary thing to get out of the way before more drinking could be done. It was extra humiliating due to the one very drunk and very hobbit-like Brit (I checked his feet for curly-haired-toes) shouting the entire evening "COLD SOUP?! WHOEVER HEARD OF SUCH A FUCKING THING?!!!"
Store brand dip and chips next time.
I went to the same zombie thing as Jilli! I did not see her, though, as there were 5000 zombies. Literally.
I discovered tonight that I can mostly see the Seattle fireworks from my balcony if I either lean over, or if I just open the blinds on my dining room windows, sit on the balcony, and look through the corner windows. I also figured out (after a year and a half of living here) that there are lights on the balcony, and a switch to turn them on. Duh.
I also am apparently drunk enough, or dumb enough, or blinded by the lights, that i WALKED INTO MY SCREEN DOOR, AND BROKE IT COMPLETELY OFF. Oops.