"Sometimes at home, I answer the phone, 'Dunder Mifflin, this is Pam.'"
It's really hard to get back into LJ'ing when you've been gone for a few weeks. Like I told bliss_ last week, it felt like I'd lost my mojo. Things just seemed a little off. And life has been a mix of meh, sigh and yay!!! But I'm pushing myself to get back to my regular internet/LJ'ing, so there may be spam headed your way :)
Work's been pretty meh, except for Desperate Housewives. Holy crap, that hostage episode was the best hour of TV I'd seen in years! I peeked ahead before captioning, and I was still shocked by the shootings. And yeah, I'll admit that I cried a little when Nora died. As for the newest ep, I've got dozens of new theories now that Mother Hodge is here, though I'm not sure what's really going on with Art.
I'm kind of tired, so I'll post about the OMG YAY! stuff tomorrow. For now, I need help figuring out which of these shitty things is the worse of the two:
1. Being trapped on highway 134 for 50 minutes thanks to a 3-car accident on the freeway and an accident on the adjacent offramp... and getting home at 2:15 a.m. I'm also mad for totally shallow reasons, as I could've used those 50 minutes to watch Prison Break instead of waiting another day.
OR
2. Hearing the two worst words ever come out of Lana Lang's mouth...
(well, second-worst after "I do") -- "I'm pregnant." Yes, Lana, because every time I've fainted or had severe migraines, I've delayed a doctor's visit and told no one about it.
Dear lord, please let it be some sort of Alien spawn or a fatal Krpytonite-related tumor. I mean, I read the Smallvillespoilers so I knew it was coming, but I held out hope that Martha would wake up all, "Ooh, immaculate conception!" and birth a child with long, flowing Magnificent Bastard locks & perfect smirk. Or, you know, that the ep was all Clark's nightmare & we'd see him being comforted by Lex or Ollie. Or both.
Seriously, I've spent the last few days gargling away the puke taste and bleaching my brain. I'm so tired of Lana's half-assed Lady Macbeth. Either kill her off or reveal her to be an evil genius capable of crashing a school bus & blowing up a plane midair & faxing Lois memos from her future self, anything to make her stop sucking the life out of Lex's scenes.
And you know something's off about the whole thing, because there's no way Lex didn't use protection. (Unless... no, AlMiles aren't that smart. They need to get Greg Beeman back.) Then again, Lana's getting Lex's balls bronzed & set into a necklace, so she did have access to the goods.
What I fear most was best said by GOB Bluth: if that gets pregnant, it stays pregnant.
I'm excited for the not-so-sooper-sekrit visit by Martian Manhunter. OMG, fenwic, I hope Martha knits J'onn a sweater like in "Comfort and Joy"!
BTW, Best Store Ever, a.k.a. Target, has SV and GG seasons 1 through 3 on sale for $15. But as always, a 12-pack of Diet Coke will set me back 4 bucks ;)
BTW #2, watching the extended versions of The Office is better than the broadcast versions, though NBC's player is choppy and slow. But when did Michael change his ringtone to "My Humps"?
Time to get ready for work. Barring more tardiness from the post-house, I've got the season finale of Laguna Beach tonight. I'm praying for as little Cami, Lexie and Breanna as possible.
Work's been pretty meh, except for Desperate Housewives. Holy crap, that hostage episode was the best hour of TV I'd seen in years! I peeked ahead before captioning, and I was still shocked by the shootings. And yeah, I'll admit that I cried a little when Nora died. As for the newest ep, I've got dozens of new theories now that Mother Hodge is here, though I'm not sure what's really going on with Art.
I'm kind of tired, so I'll post about the OMG YAY! stuff tomorrow. For now, I need help figuring out which of these shitty things is the worse of the two:
1. Being trapped on highway 134 for 50 minutes thanks to a 3-car accident on the freeway and an accident on the adjacent offramp... and getting home at 2:15 a.m. I'm also mad for totally shallow reasons, as I could've used those 50 minutes to watch Prison Break instead of waiting another day.
OR
2. Hearing the two worst words ever come out of Lana Lang's mouth...
(well, second-worst after "I do") -- "I'm pregnant." Yes, Lana, because every time I've fainted or had severe migraines, I've delayed a doctor's visit and told no one about it.
Dear lord, please let it be some sort of Alien spawn or a fatal Krpytonite-related tumor. I mean, I read the Smallvillespoilers so I knew it was coming, but I held out hope that Martha would wake up all, "Ooh, immaculate conception!" and birth a child with long, flowing Magnificent Bastard locks & perfect smirk. Or, you know, that the ep was all Clark's nightmare & we'd see him being comforted by Lex or Ollie. Or both.
Seriously, I've spent the last few days gargling away the puke taste and bleaching my brain. I'm so tired of Lana's half-assed Lady Macbeth. Either kill her off or reveal her to be an evil genius capable of crashing a school bus & blowing up a plane midair & faxing Lois memos from her future self, anything to make her stop sucking the life out of Lex's scenes.
And you know something's off about the whole thing, because there's no way Lex didn't use protection. (Unless... no, AlMiles aren't that smart. They need to get Greg Beeman back.) Then again, Lana's getting Lex's balls bronzed & set into a necklace, so she did have access to the goods.
What I fear most was best said by GOB Bluth: if that gets pregnant, it stays pregnant.
I'm excited for the not-so-sooper-sekrit visit by Martian Manhunter. OMG, fenwic, I hope Martha knits J'onn a sweater like in "Comfort and Joy"!
BTW, Best Store Ever, a.k.a. Target, has SV and GG seasons 1 through 3 on sale for $15. But as always, a 12-pack of Diet Coke will set me back 4 bucks ;)
BTW #2, watching the extended versions of The Office is better than the broadcast versions, though NBC's player is choppy and slow. But when did Michael change his ringtone to "My Humps"?
Time to get ready for work. Barring more tardiness from the post-house, I've got the season finale of Laguna Beach tonight. I'm praying for as little Cami, Lexie and Breanna as possible.