Oh yeah, Joey was definitely the prize. Which was even more disturbing the second time through because: what a TERRIBLE prize! "Congratulations, you've won a big bag of crap! And not the woot.com kind!"
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Pacey will grow up and get Olivia. Kids have their phases.
OMG, such a massive migraine. Work is an immense stressbucket, and I still haven't heard if I've passed the background test. With all the other crap that's going down, I can't even think positively. I mean, our entire platform is going up the creek without a paddle.
I saw that but I figured it was too stupid to watch, so I didn't.
I was thinking it might make a good anti-drug campaign.
I was quite surprised to realize that Joey is the worst. And she makes whoever she's with the second worst.
For all her faults, in retrospect Andi was good for Pacey. She pushed him to be better - Joey just brought out the worst in him.
I *loved* Andi and Pacey. Such a good pairing, at least prior to her summer in the looney bin.
I hated how the show treated Joey like (1) a prize and (2) a foregone conclusion that of course she'd be with Dawson whenever he felt like it, but he could dump her at will, and then later crook his finger and she'd come back. So I was glad that she ended up with Pacey only because it was a fuck you to Dawson the Giant Forehead.
I'm thinking in a year's time ms. k-bug will be able to write a letter that says "thank you -- it would have been nice if you were able to be honest, but it amazing how much more of the world I've been able to enjoy and experience "
and kitty ma~~~~
The random quote brought me "Oh, Pacey, you bind idiot..."
I'm "watching" The Inside while I'm working. It's better this way, so I don't have to be looking at it. I forgot how disturbing this was.
We're back from visiting the cousins.
msbelle, sending my love to you and mac.
And belated birthday happies to Kat.
I am kind of in love with my new phone. Is that weird?
A funny Salon article about someone who tried to get her cat to walk on a leash. Cat on a leash
But after less than a minute in the courtyard, he did something I did not anticipate, something that, in my 1 million nightmare and fantasy scenarios, I had somehow never imagined.
He walked up to the front door, and he meowed to get back inside.
"No way," I said, tugging him toward the dirt again. "That's where you escaped from. That's where you used to be when you complained to go outside. No way are you going back in there."
Bubba stared up at me, blinking. He does not actually speak English.