What's the English equivalent of *drool?* Transcendent!
Oh, Mr. Rickman, but you are a gorgeous man. Purrrr.
I finally got a copy of Sense and Sensibility on DVD yesterday, showcasing Alan Rickman at his swooniest. Colonel Brandon can request my hand in marriage any day.
Apparently my Newfie/Chow Chow puppy, Stella, finds the rug I left upon my entertainment center incredibly sinister, because she has been barking and growling at it for the last ten minutes. Goofball of a dog.
I've been good on my Scientific American Frontiers-inspired weight loss plan as far as eating goes, but I haven't really "exercised" these past couple days. Yesterday I was too busy, what with going to class and buying supplies and all, and today I woke up at 5:50 because my mutt Ernie was breathing on my face. Too tired. I actually did some housework, though, so I guess that counts for something.
Dreamed the other night that I was at the 4077th, and Charles Winchester was taking care of me. No idea of anything beyond that, other than he gives good hugs. Wasn't romantic or anything, he was just a big cuddly guy.
My brother and I had a great discussion about MASH the other day- he said that UNL should offer a course on it, so that writers can see how it's done. Enough comedy and drama to keep everyone happy, he said. I concur. I've decided that the Henry seasons had the most bitingly funny episodes, and the later, Potter-post seasons had the best character interaction. It didn't need loud stereotypes or the faux-hipness of today's shows, which is why I don't watch sitcoms of today.
Yay! Jeremy Brett's Sherlock Holmes is back on the Biography channel, which makes me want to boogie with as much enthusiasm as the Victorian era will allow. We are most amused.
-Phlox
I finally got a copy of Sense and Sensibility on DVD yesterday, showcasing Alan Rickman at his swooniest. Colonel Brandon can request my hand in marriage any day.
Apparently my Newfie/Chow Chow puppy, Stella, finds the rug I left upon my entertainment center incredibly sinister, because she has been barking and growling at it for the last ten minutes. Goofball of a dog.
I've been good on my Scientific American Frontiers-inspired weight loss plan as far as eating goes, but I haven't really "exercised" these past couple days. Yesterday I was too busy, what with going to class and buying supplies and all, and today I woke up at 5:50 because my mutt Ernie was breathing on my face. Too tired. I actually did some housework, though, so I guess that counts for something.
Dreamed the other night that I was at the 4077th, and Charles Winchester was taking care of me. No idea of anything beyond that, other than he gives good hugs. Wasn't romantic or anything, he was just a big cuddly guy.
My brother and I had a great discussion about MASH the other day- he said that UNL should offer a course on it, so that writers can see how it's done. Enough comedy and drama to keep everyone happy, he said. I concur. I've decided that the Henry seasons had the most bitingly funny episodes, and the later, Potter-post seasons had the best character interaction. It didn't need loud stereotypes or the faux-hipness of today's shows, which is why I don't watch sitcoms of today.
Yay! Jeremy Brett's Sherlock Holmes is back on the Biography channel, which makes me want to boogie with as much enthusiasm as the Victorian era will allow. We are most amused.
-Phlox