This is freaky. He got so much right!
Quite a bit. Neat.
'Serenity'
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.
This is freaky. He got so much right!
Quite a bit. Neat.
This is freaky. He got so much right!
"black President Obomi", holy crap. Step aside, Nostradamus.
I have just ONE MORE THING to do. Come on, Self, go do it! Go! Go now. Why are you still sitting there? Just one more thing! Go! Get up. Now. You. Up. Go.
sigh
I am the laziest person who ever lazed.
I always have black eyed peas for new year's! Fortunately I have two new year's day brunches to attend and I know there will be hoppin' johns at at least one. Yum!
Leaving aside the Obami thing, weren't most of those pretty foreseeable in 1969? Still impressive.
MotherFUCKER. Why is it people discover high profile oopsies (their own in this case, but I had to fix it) right before lunch the day before a holiday when we're very lightly staffed and freak the fuck out over A MISTAKE THEY MADE AND DIDN'T NOTICE FOR EIGHT DAYS?!! Email BOMB.
I'm not very generous, I think they should have to live with their mistake. And possibly be tasered. But TPTB aren't me. So. And of course, they freaked the fuck out during the time I was gone for 2 hours.
I semi-regularly have hot dogs and sauerkraut on NYD as a nod to pork and cabbage, and may again this year! Oh, but I think family dinner tomorrow will be tourtiere and brussels sprouts, which also covers those bases. Sweet!
For New Year's Eve, I will have pub cheese and possibly pear wine. And maybe American Horror Story!
Also, I need food. I have very little in the house. And I'm really goddamned hungry right now.
Timelies all!
They let us go home two hours early, so here I am. We're going to First Night Alexandria, as we often do on NYE.
I'm at work, but we are having neighbors over tonight for ham.
My coworker and I left at 3. An hour early for him, an 1.75 hours early for me. I bought some stuff for supper, and I think I may see how Death at (in?) Pemberly is.