this entry means I'm disappointed in myself
Ugh, last week was so awful. There should be a law against a bunch of shit happening the same week you get your period and/or your mother decides to marathon Grey's Anatomy. It just does not go well. There are too many hormones involved.
I did walk away from this experience with two theories, though: one, I could never really get into that show because you can't seriously convince me that Kate Walsh is a problem or a hard choice; two, I think there is some sort of cyclical phenomenon involving Kate Walsh, perhaps some kind of Kate Walsh Flu Season, because roughly three years ago I was also talking about being randomly exposed to her via GA. Except three years ago I put her on hold, as shown by my tag, and then forgot what I wanted to say. I'm not doing that again. I'm going to go ahead and tell you that I think Kate Walsh is from a time where giants walked the Earth. I'm going to go ahead and say Kate Walsh is probably the only person who knows what was beyond that sixth archstone on Demon's Souls. I'm going to go ahead and say Kate Walsh looked at the colorless fog and said, Fuck this. I have cats to feed.
I will also say that Kate Walsh generates this magical comfort bubble where it's not awkward to talk about how ridiculously pretty she is, because the person bringing it up and saying she gets more beautiful every day? Is your mom.
Okay, now that I typed it out, it did seem a little awkward.
Anyway, giants.
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I've been reading Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere for... a few months now? LOL. I read stuff pretty fast (unless it's so good I don't want it to be over), but there's something different about Neverwhere. It's like - like you're reading someone's first longer, serious fanfic? And it's not bad, but something is kinda off? I don't know, it's a pretty hilarious feeling.
I also bought the novelization of 52, because when I have crappy days I spend money. I don't even like novelizations, but it was cheap and it was there and it'll have to do while I can't get my hands on the real thing. xoxo, Meredith Grey
I did walk away from this experience with two theories, though: one, I could never really get into that show because you can't seriously convince me that Kate Walsh is a problem or a hard choice; two, I think there is some sort of cyclical phenomenon involving Kate Walsh, perhaps some kind of Kate Walsh Flu Season, because roughly three years ago I was also talking about being randomly exposed to her via GA. Except three years ago I put her on hold, as shown by my tag, and then forgot what I wanted to say. I'm not doing that again. I'm going to go ahead and tell you that I think Kate Walsh is from a time where giants walked the Earth. I'm going to go ahead and say Kate Walsh is probably the only person who knows what was beyond that sixth archstone on Demon's Souls. I'm going to go ahead and say Kate Walsh looked at the colorless fog and said, Fuck this. I have cats to feed.
I will also say that Kate Walsh generates this magical comfort bubble where it's not awkward to talk about how ridiculously pretty she is, because the person bringing it up and saying she gets more beautiful every day? Is your mom.
Okay, now that I typed it out, it did seem a little awkward.
Anyway, giants.
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I've been reading Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere for... a few months now? LOL. I read stuff pretty fast (unless it's so good I don't want it to be over), but there's something different about Neverwhere. It's like - like you're reading someone's first longer, serious fanfic? And it's not bad, but something is kinda off? I don't know, it's a pretty hilarious feeling.
I also bought the novelization of 52, because when I have crappy days I spend money. I don't even like novelizations, but it was cheap and it was there and it'll have to do while I can't get my hands on the real thing. xoxo, Meredith Grey