ita, I am pretty sure that calling () parentheses not brackets was something I had to learn in school. But my parents were Newfoundlanders and are all funny with their language.
In better news, I am super excited about Downton Abbey getting all the Emmy nominations! It's the only broadcast show nominated for Drama Series AND has at least one person in all of the acting categories!
I was excited too, even though I thought series 2 was a hot mess. Really mostly excited for Michelle Dockery, because I am always wowed by her acting.
Timelies all!
Slowly working my way through a large number of Top Gear eps on my DVR.(They date back to last February.)
You guys! You know I sort of believe in signs, right? So I walked up to the vet's office to pick up Homer, and there was a BOX OF BOXES outside! And I took it! And walked the half-mile home with my cat and the boxes and now my arms are shakey.
I was excited too, even though I thought series 2 was a hot mess.
Absolutely.
In an amusing callback to my earlier post, the guy I was talking to got lost while trying to find a network drive and went to find the girl (who may be my age but sounds young) who "knows all the computer stuff."
Not, of course, that guys don't know this stuff etc.
Also superexcited that Schmidt from New Girl got nominated. He's the only thing that I really like about the show.
Did you put him in the boxes? Because in my head you did, and it's very funny.
And I'm pretty sure that is 100% a sign.
It would have been funny, but no, I just slung him over my shoulder. In his carrier. I was quite a sight.
Also, that post now has almost 5,600 notes. And we are over 200 followers! WOOT.
A box of boxes is awesome! Although when you said you slung Homer over your shoulder, I was picturing Jesse the Shepherd. Then I got to the carrier part, and it was almost disappointing.
I hate answering systems that cut off at closing time. I know the person is in her office, but the robot won't put me through to anyone unless it's an emergency, and if it's an emergency, I should call 911.
My sinuses are in revolt and I feel yuck and I hate everything except my hair and red nails. work sucks and my boss is a turd and my cat pees in the entryway and I ramble and things are messy and I am tired and none of you all leave nearby and I haven't won the lottery.
