I spent the entire evening caught in a wiki loop, researching up on orcas. One news story, and I got stuck for hours. IRRITATING. I had PLANS ( Read more... )

My child still thinks sleep is for suckers and keeps getting me up every few minutes. That means that it's time for Fast and Furious. Not too fast, nor too furious, but just fast and furious enough. There are also no numbers in this title.

( Well, Brian has not developed any sense of protecting himself from getting all kinds of dead and/or seriously injured, it seems... )

Apparently you never know how much you can miss Vin Diesel until he's gone. Funny that. Still, this movie had many things going for it, and many things that made me want to hit my head with a rubber mallet until it Stopped Being Like That Oh My God. Also, Paul Walker is a pretty, pretty man, who has clearly made someone in wardrobe very unhappy ( Read more... )

I'm watching 2 Fast 2 Furious because apetslife told me to (and the English major in me is flinching every single time I type the title, I'll have you know), and I'm at the 40 minute mark, and I just have one question ( Read more... )

Okay... I made a promise to apetslife about a million years ago, and then life and babies and distraction happened, and I'm only just now catching up on it. Therefore? It is now time for:

JAY MEETS THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS

(contains spoilers. Many, many spoilers.)

( I feel like I'm Eddie Izzard talking about watching girls play hopscotch. 'What? Did what wrong? Fucked up what? What did they do right? It makes no sense!' )

Oh, how I loathe the insomnia nights. Particularly when the Academic Husband is going on a very well earned and deserved vacation for the next four days, and I will be on my own with the aliens. Oh, and they are like, *this* close to a) teething and b) crawling. Oh, yeah. This is gonna be a fun few days ( Read more... )