ION, wtf? Also, didn't anybody think this might not be a good idea?
I am beginning to fear that nothing about humans can surprise me anymore. Want Buffista Island now.
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.
ION, wtf? Also, didn't anybody think this might not be a good idea?
I am beginning to fear that nothing about humans can surprise me anymore. Want Buffista Island now.
Want Buffista Island now
Indeed. I'm back in the office, and (a) the meeting I dressed especially nice for today, complete with heels much taller than anything I've worn for the last two weeks, was pushed back for a week; (b) the coworker I asked to review & approve some reports on a quick turnaround didn't; (c) 3/4 of the office has been redirected to work on a project that got tripled in size and the deadline shortened by three weeks, so I won't be getting any help from my boss on practically anything until mid-June; (d) the new guy [who I haven't even met yet] lost his father last week--died in his sleep and he was only in his 60s; (e) the contract I put out for bid came back and it's way over our cost-estimate.
Can I go back to the land of tapas and cheap Rioja now?
Yikes, Consuela -- that's a lot for 9:30 in the morning!
Oh, ugh, Suela, that's a dreadful way to face even an ordinary Monday morning, let alone the first one back from Spain.
Dream report: I spent last night, for reasons unknown, hanging out with Ashton Kutcher and poking around in the back rooms of his apartment while he was out visiting his YiaYia (apparently he's half Greek and has an old granny to take care of). Among other things, I found that the Jackass tie-in novel he'd been reading was actually a copy of War and Peace whose inflammatorily smarty-pants cover he had disguised with Jackass publicity shots, and that his storage room contained two impressively large museum-quality glass display cases filled with vintage red leather Ouiji boards and ceremonial Masonic scimitars.
I love jz's brain.
I did think I was dreaming that martin Sheen emailed me. I wake up and immediately check my email!
I just don't even I what. I actually kind of despise Ashton Kutcher (unless it turns out he's actually exactly like dream!Kutcher, but that's kind of doubtful).
And in news of our child's brain, Matilda has been watching The Golden Compass over and over and is resentful of Hec and me, to the point of tears, that we didn't name her Serafina Pekkala.
I think Ashton is smarter than he looks.(I remember reading about what he studied in college and being pleasantly surprised.) but he'd kind of have to be smarter than he looks.
I dreamed I was in a plane crash. It wasn't scary, though.
Still, I'd have preferred JZ's dream.
(Also, I keep wanting to say "I dreamt" instead of "I dreamed." But hardly anyone uses that irregular verb, right?)
Matilda has been watching The Golden Compass over and over and is resentful of Hec and me, to the point of tears, that we didn't name her Serafina Pekkala
Well, for good reason; how awesome is that name, after all? (And the character, too.)
After I did some family history research on ancestry.com, my mother announced that if she'd known her grandmother's first name, she would have named me Bridget. Huh.