I did think I was dreaming that martin Sheen emailed me. I wake up and immediately check my email!
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
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.
Sophia, Martin Sheen just emailed me too!
ION, wtf? Also, didn't anybody think this might not be a good idea?
I hate to sound uber paranoid, but it sounds like brainwashing techniques doesn't it?
I hate to sound uber paranoid, but it sounds like brainwashing techniques doesn't it?
Yeah, it's the sort of things cults do. I think it gets people to fear everything outside the cult.
In other interesting derby news, I got my first insubordination penalty yesterday at a scrimmage. It was my own fault. I drew four minor penalties (four minors = a major = 1 minute in the box). But instead of waiting for the refs to notice and call me out, I went directly to the penalty box and served a minute. Then two jams later, the refs caught up with the penalty trackers and called me out to serve a major. I argued that I already served it. Arguing with the refs = insubordination = 2 minutes in the penalty box.
oh, and Happy Birthday, Allyson!