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Nothing says you win at life like spending your Saturday organizing your e-mail box.(is there a sarcasm font? totally need a sarcasm font.)
The cable company is totally On notice for failing to deliver "Countdown" yesterday. And of course, Fox Noise worked perfectly fine. Bastards. Maybe on Monday will write them a Special Comment. (shades of my work to save The Wire: Dear HBO: We lost the election, my dog died and the guy I want most in the world won't fuck me. Please give me something, please, oh, please. Maybe they brought back the show just to avoid being fucked full of my miserable life anymore...wirefiends, you are *most* welcome. And I got to use my Educated White Girl voice over long-distance, which I hardly ever get to do, but is effective as hell if you don't see what I look like. Good times...well, sorta.) Anyway, I'm in debt, dateless, brain-damaged and got this fucking lunatic living directly above me that thinks midnight is an excellent time to kick a cleaning project into high gear. Is it too much to ask to let Keith Olbermann let me feel superior to somebody, even if I am home on date night? Sometimes not being Sanjaya is really all I've got. Well, him and Worst! Person! In! The World! of course. Blah. So sorry about the lack of recappiness, can't believe the mileage MSNBC gets out of those prison specials.
Loved the retrospective on "Uncle" Walter Cronkite, though. I had the pleasure of meeting him once and he was the coolest person to ever tell me to speak up, he couldn't hear a word I said. Cronkite endowed our journalism school so he takes a personal interest in it and three or four other "Cronkite Schools" across the nation; he doesn't believe in slapping his name on things, which I think shows a lot of character. Loved all the Clooneyness in the special,thought there was a bit too much Couric. The Katie Couric thing kind of reminds me of how they brought Ballard on Homicide at this point...people kind of standing around going "Isn't she great?" while they both giggle too much. If some guy in the newsroom does something provocative with a peach on her newscast, I won't look at her again.
The cable company is totally On notice for failing to deliver "Countdown" yesterday. And of course, Fox Noise worked perfectly fine. Bastards. Maybe on Monday will write them a Special Comment. (shades of my work to save The Wire: Dear HBO: We lost the election, my dog died and the guy I want most in the world won't fuck me. Please give me something, please, oh, please. Maybe they brought back the show just to avoid being fucked full of my miserable life anymore...wirefiends, you are *most* welcome. And I got to use my Educated White Girl voice over long-distance, which I hardly ever get to do, but is effective as hell if you don't see what I look like. Good times...well, sorta.) Anyway, I'm in debt, dateless, brain-damaged and got this fucking lunatic living directly above me that thinks midnight is an excellent time to kick a cleaning project into high gear. Is it too much to ask to let Keith Olbermann let me feel superior to somebody, even if I am home on date night? Sometimes not being Sanjaya is really all I've got. Well, him and Worst! Person! In! The World! of course. Blah. So sorry about the lack of recappiness, can't believe the mileage MSNBC gets out of those prison specials.
Loved the retrospective on "Uncle" Walter Cronkite, though. I had the pleasure of meeting him once and he was the coolest person to ever tell me to speak up, he couldn't hear a word I said. Cronkite endowed our journalism school so he takes a personal interest in it and three or four other "Cronkite Schools" across the nation; he doesn't believe in slapping his name on things, which I think shows a lot of character. Loved all the Clooneyness in the special,thought there was a bit too much Couric. The Katie Couric thing kind of reminds me of how they brought Ballard on Homicide at this point...people kind of standing around going "Isn't she great?" while they both giggle too much. If some guy in the newsroom does something provocative with a peach on her newscast, I won't look at her again.