So... after careful consideration, I've decided that Kiefer and Foxy should start to hang out, club hopping in LA, getting shitfaced and generally causing as much zomg!outrage as possible.

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I guess my subject line kinda gives away my reaction to We Are Marshall, doesn't it?

I'm not going to write a review because I suck at those (I still have the 12 000 word Gladiator essay I wrote in AP English back in high school. Thank your lucky stars that you're spared!), but lemme get two things out of the way first:

1. My knowledge of American ( Read more... )

1. There were shirtless construction workers in my living room when I got up this morning. They're installing hardwood flooring or something. There will be half-naked, muscular men wearing toolbelts and walking around my house all week and I plan to enjoy it. *winknod@icon*

2. I rewatched last night's episode of Standoff and you know what? It's even ( Read more... )

'twas a pretty uneventful weekend, but I'm getting ready for another week of TV orgy. I watched a rerun of Heroes (the flashback ep, Six Months Ago was it? Anyway... Hiro is my Hero. Love him!) and all I can say, they better move its timeslot once 24 comes back in January because otherwise I'll be up till midnight trying to catch up with Tivo.  I ( Read more... )