woot! the Tech Director brought in his dvd of Dr. Horrible for me to borrow. I know what I'm doing on my day off tomorrow. Also loaning me Repo, the Genetic Opera.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Just in case anyone here doesn't read LJ: I am single.
((((((Stephanie)))))) Tons of -ma to you and Ellie. I'm glad your mom can be there with you, and you shouldn't feel one bit bad about it.
{Stephanie} and for good measure {vw}
Dropped my mom off at the airport this morning. It was a lovely visit, but I am happy to be able to relax. An 80-year-old with balance problems and one blind eye who "doesn't need" any help requires a bit of alertness. She also likes to tell the same stories over and over, which used to drive me MAD, but when she had her last bout with cancer I vowed to cultivate a zenlike attitude about it. I usually succeed, but it is relaxing not to have to try.
I ate enldess amounts of crap food when she was here and am now Fatty McPlumperson. I have to lose some weight before my next trip to Minneapolis, because I can't afford to buy any new business clothes.
omnis_audis, try and watch/listen to the *musical* commentary after you watch.
It's a musical version of the commentary.
It's brilliant.
Many of the commentary songs are as good as the songs in the musical itself.
I am trying to type while holding cat Harvey across my chest in a sling Andi just sewed.
Harvey seems to enjoy it. He just put out his forepaw and touched my chin.
Gah, blood poisoning. It's what put me in the hospital. And I've always resented that I wasn't more with it so I could have done some writing while I was there. Apparently I slept a lot and stared at the television.
ION, I went to see Twilight with Hubby today. It didn't suck. Pun not intended. There were some intensely silly bits, but it was internally consistent, the peripheral characters and the back story show promise, and it was beautifully shot. I can definitely see how it's 14-year-old girl's ultimate fantasy, but since I have very unsophisticated tastes, I allowed myself to wallow in the Great Tragic Romance of it all.
Still, back off on Edward's lipstick and eye liner. He almost looks like Captain Jack Sparrow in a few scenes.
Can someone inform my upstairs neighbors that they do not live in this building alone? Because if I do it, I'm going to need a good alibi.
Goodness, Stephanie. Much health~ma to Ellie and coping~ma to you. I'm glad your mom will be able to come over and help.