Yes, I'm random. You're free to ignore me :D

1. I'm going fishing tomorrow. The last time we did this, I slipped on the sharpest rocks I could find and my shin still looks like it's been used for target practice. Oh well. Scars are sexy. I'm just looking forward to spending some time outside the office and away from the world.

2. Paula, hon, I ( Read more... )

...we just want the body--Jerry Seinfeld. Gah! Why won't LJ let me post more words in the subject space thingy? Anyway...

1. Hey, Paula... Guess who rolled into town last night? That's right, last night I slept less than two killometers away from your sweetie. Of course, my idea of sex on legs when it comes to football players is John Terry, so you ( Read more... )

I'm feeling extra-random today:

1. I refuse to watch another tennis match until someone kicks the everloving shit out of Roger Federer. On or outside the court, I'm not picky.

2. Children Of Men. I must read P. D. James' book NOW. I haven't been this excited about a movie in a long, long time. The Apocalypse is nigh because the Western World can't ( Read more... )

This is kind of freaky, seeing how I was just commenting on someone else's LJ about the effects of popculture. And well... it's just freaky in itself, but it's also kind of hilariously fitting that Osama is a fanboy.

Do you think he has an lj?

I'll keep Tim Blair's caveat about the reliability of the source because she did use to write for a soap ( Read more... )

Paco: "All right, how about this: edible kimonos."

ETA: The fearful Algore syndrome strikes again.