Scandal is inherently fucked up. All about the horrible wrong choices. They're at least consistent in that. My favorite character is Mellie. She's definitely got the most reliable compass on the show. Awful as she can be (deliciously so) she's the most self-aware and internally consistent, I think. She knows her true north. Just don't get in her way, she'll make you roadkill.

I got my new swimsuits today! So I was able to swim without an atomic wedgie that actually left marks last night (when suits finally go bad, they really really do.) Unfortunately, my face was still partially numb (last shot wore off 5 hours later- and it took 3 tries to get me all numb in the right spots and a 4th to tide me over for the final setting) so I ended up swallowing a lot of air because my mouth didn't work right. Let's just say that the belch that emerged when I stopped seriously, SERIOUSLY impressed the lesson kids. And then I started choking I was laughing so hard.

I'm now $550 poorer. At least they made sure I had and used a $50 off coupon?? Everything feels weird now, hopefully it'll settle and I won't need any followup adjustments. Love 3D tech that means they carve the tooth out of a block while I nap and read, based off camera imaging. Living in the future!

Latest round of cookies is fine, but too flat. Ran out of flour and I need extra to counteract the booze. Still taste good though. I'll dump 'em at work.

She's his protege but got mixed up with the other side. Or an other side, anyway. It's kind of convoluted.

I would watch the Mellie and Cyrus show all day long.

Yes. Though Cyrus actually gets his personal conflicted. Like right now.

And this next scene is our dream, brenda.

I am like 3 episodes behind in scandal. maybe if my work gets called off tomorrow I will catch up.

Ooh yay, I'm about 10 mins behind.

Twitter is having a whole lot of fun with The Sound of Music.

Dr. Jill Biden just tweeted this:

That awkward moment when you sign up your friend's family to sing for an audience of nazis.

Also, I've had Biko stuck in my head since 5 today. The Joan Baez live version. I guess it is one of the protest songs I most associate with the Mandela era. Several years ago, I was at the Smithsonian folklife festival, South Africa being one of the featured countries. A bunch of South African women in saris and other indonesian costumes explained the song's history, the Xhosa lyrics, and led a sing along that made me cry.

It seems so appropriate now.

You can blow out a candle/But you can't blow out a fire/Once the flames begin to catch/The wind will blow it higher/Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko/Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja {come spirit}/The man is dead

Scandal: WHOAWHOAWHOA.