'That is freaking awesome!'
Go Brak Go. I love that show.
GAH! Staying at other people's houses can be dangerous to your results...Damn you tv channels that contain the shows that I either absolutely adore or have fond memories of.
MiB will take care of it. That show is the greatest. It has NO DIALOGUE.
Okay, it does, but nothing substantive. Fuckin' awesome.
Antonymically speaking, Gilmore girls is back! with new season! *twelve-year old giggle...obviously, twelve-year old with lotsa patience, and the ability to decipher the layers of refernces in the show.*
'And that one time, when I snuck into Wimbledon'
See, I figure if you're going to record something like this (even if it is on something as ephemeral as digital data, on the internets...but that can be said of all mediums I guess.) You havta write everything with an eye for posterity. Otherwise, it don't make no sense, savvy?
I finished Zen. I 'll re-read it after trials, research it, and i'll have to start cross referencing and such. Fun. That is a body of work which will consume me. Like a jelly donut. Or some other kind of baked confection. It'll be sweet though!
That's the other thing, i'm gonna watch Barb. Invasions again after trials too. Mmm, sexy French dialogue...
'This is Spongebob Dodocahedronpants. Study the pants. Are they square? NO, they are dodecahedral! This is NOT Spongebob Squarepants!'
'It pays to know your pants!!!'
Anyway, that is all the ramblings from the diseased mind of mine. The blood tests will be back soon, and hopefully, it will not be syphillis. It will something either more sinister or awesome. Tschuss tschuss. (I know i'm missing the umlaut, I don't care.)
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