So very sad about MCA.
So much Fuck Cancer in the world, and it never fucks off.
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.
So very sad about MCA.
So much Fuck Cancer in the world, and it never fucks off.
Sending much love and strength to you and mac, msbelle, and to le n, Ginger, sumi and Maria. Egad universe, can you stop already?
Thirding this. Also, FUCK CANCER.
Here's a more cheery thing: the ST:TNG cast, all of them, reunited onstage for an hour-long chat: [link]
Do not ask me what Denise Crosby is wearing on her head, or why. But Will Wheaton giving Jonathan Frakes shit is gold.
Okay, I only got as far as Gates McFadden dancing onstage, but that it marvelous, and I'm going to have to watch the whole thing once I get to a good connection.
I am juggling a tile repairman and a conference call (not literally), and it's irritating me.
Thanks for posting that Suela. I'm going to use it to motivate me to get the frigging grading finished.
I just got informed that even though I've been asking for weeks (after seeing a small note about the possibility buried in a document), I may have to fly to Chicago in a few weeks on a Saturday, work all day Sunday (starting at 7:45AM, and through a dinner that night) and then fly directly from there to a thing in LA (that I also didn't plan). ARGH. Have emailed my boss--technically as a salaried worker you don't get comp time, but damn, I'm not down for that. Also, I have things I want to do on Saturday and Sunday! But I don't want to be the whiny "can't do it" girl, and it's not like a wedding or something--just a class I signed up for (but only meets 4 times!) Not sure how much of a fuss to put up, as the new girl.
zomg meeting so boring I am going to fall asleep.
I can't even.
My mom sent me a note about Yauch. He was my Beastie. I'm so desperately sad. I was just writing a piece about them for Popgurls. They were my favorite band. It's so weird and awful to be so broken-hearted about someone passing, who you never even knew.
Yikes, meara. That's a PITA.
In hilarious-to-you-people news, my newly-four cousin has announced that she's going to go by "Jesse the Cowgirl" from now on. LIKE FROM TOY STORY.
LIKE FROM TOY STORY.
From "Toy Story"? Right. I am named Robin AFTER MY AUNT WHO HAS THE SAME NAME, IJS.