And now the other thing we were talking about at dinner:

This no doubt explains why I've spent this Olympics shaking my fist at the screen and shouting "You bastards!".

Forty looks damn good, Kat.

Randomly, I think I might do a series of photos this year about what it means to be 40. Because, I'm noticing all sorts of weird and depressing shit about aging, and I'd like to celebrate whatever small victories I can. First photo: [link]

I love that photo, Kat! I think that's a great idea.

I like my *brain* far more at 41 than I did at 31.

My body, on the other hand -- I really need to change my relationship to my body. Which actually has virtually nothing to do with my weight (which is rather shocking to me), and more to do with the utter indifference with which I've regarded it (if I've regarded it at all) my entire life.

Wow, I couldn't even do a split( or a cartwheel) as a child.

I am annoyed at Glee, because Officer Krupke came up on iTunes and I kept thinking that Kurt could have been any of the 8 or 9 guys who sung that song. Plus, even Doc was a better part if he wasn't going to sing!

Does anyone know who the Latino guy is in that M&M ad where he's objectifying the brown candy? I need to call him.

I mentioned something about three more seasons on the CW to someone, and their reply was "If there still is a CW in three years"--is there any reason to think they'll be going bye bye? I thought they had their little niche, and no one else wanted in, and they could never get out?

Just watched an ad for Dr Emily Something, MD, and I think it was pretty much "Wuh-hey! She's goofy!" I could not tell anything else about the series, other than woman "too in her head". And I've never thought of that as entertaining unless you have a stick and you get to poke said head.

Not the Mindy Kaling thing?

Wow, Kat, I've *never* been able to do the splits.

Steph, you and I are, once again, as one. I fear that if we should ever meet, the universe would implode.

I have also never been able to do a split. Ballet class was a sad disappointment for my mother, who I'm sure would have been thrilled if I was a dancer. Fortunately, I've got her covered with the music thing.

I was telling shrift, Olympic sports are in two categories for me: either the sport could kill me, or the athlete could kill me. Gymnastics are definitely one where the sport would kill me.

Just watched an ad for Dr Emily Something, MD

Was she blonde? That might have been the one with one of Meryl Streep's daughters.

Steph, you and I are, once again, as one. I fear that if we should ever meet, the universe would implode.

From ALL THE AWESOME.

And the zombie parts.