[the truth of the matter and the matter is fact]
(dude. DUDE. the fire chief of carrboro? is totally fucking crazy. and he lives IN MY APARTMENT COMPLEX. yesterday a news reporter wanted to talk to me about it, on camera, but i declined, citing bad hair. still. WACKY.)
i have been relentlessly happy for the last, oh, say, three weeks, and let me tell you what: it's a good feeling. happy, of course, does not mean "always cheerful", because anyone who knows me well knows that someone out there is always doing something stupid and making me cranky because of it, but - so i'm a contradiction: i can be happy and cranky at the same time. it's not as hard as it sounds, i promise.
so. anyway. happy. the weather's been mostly good, i've gotten to visit with a bunch of people i love recently, school is going well, basketball season is gearing up for its best part and baseball is starting to get going. all these things are good, but i think most good is actually having spring in march. this is new for me. spring! in march! how wild is that? plus, you know, i'm writing like a maniac. sid is, as always, right: i'm happier when i'm writing. i'm happiest when i'm writing.
i honestly can't remember the last stretch of time when i was this happy consistently; maybe in high school? which was a long time ago. so. you know. this is nice.
i'm also suffering from an intense surge of fannish love. for everything! sg:a! supernatural! slings & arrows! due south! sorkin! I LOVE IT ALL SO MUCH. i have been watching sports night again, an episode or two every night before i go to bed, and it has been a struggle to not get back out of bed and go out to the laptop and post in all caps about how fantastic sports night is. like. last night i watched "ten wickets" and "napoleon's battle plan"? and i was so in love that i almost dropped out of school to move to california and offer my ass up for the blow-snorting needs of everyone's favorite cocaine wretch.
SO. MUCH. LOVE.
and now, i take a Very Important Poll:
Poll everyone's favorite cocaine wretch hits a home run.
and in conclusion: ray kowalski.
possibly i drank a little too much coffee today. um.
ETA: BRADLEY WHITFORD ON STUDIO 60 IS OFFICIAL. also: Whitford will play a producer-director and recovering cocaine addict who has come back to run the sketch show he used to work for. *wheezing with laughter*
i have been relentlessly happy for the last, oh, say, three weeks, and let me tell you what: it's a good feeling. happy, of course, does not mean "always cheerful", because anyone who knows me well knows that someone out there is always doing something stupid and making me cranky because of it, but - so i'm a contradiction: i can be happy and cranky at the same time. it's not as hard as it sounds, i promise.
so. anyway. happy. the weather's been mostly good, i've gotten to visit with a bunch of people i love recently, school is going well, basketball season is gearing up for its best part and baseball is starting to get going. all these things are good, but i think most good is actually having spring in march. this is new for me. spring! in march! how wild is that? plus, you know, i'm writing like a maniac. sid is, as always, right: i'm happier when i'm writing. i'm happiest when i'm writing.
i honestly can't remember the last stretch of time when i was this happy consistently; maybe in high school? which was a long time ago. so. you know. this is nice.
i'm also suffering from an intense surge of fannish love. for everything! sg:a! supernatural! slings & arrows! due south! sorkin! I LOVE IT ALL SO MUCH. i have been watching sports night again, an episode or two every night before i go to bed, and it has been a struggle to not get back out of bed and go out to the laptop and post in all caps about how fantastic sports night is. like. last night i watched "ten wickets" and "napoleon's battle plan"? and i was so in love that i almost dropped out of school to move to california and offer my ass up for the blow-snorting needs of everyone's favorite cocaine wretch.
SO. MUCH. LOVE.
and now, i take a Very Important Poll:
Poll everyone's favorite cocaine wretch hits a home run.
and in conclusion: ray kowalski.
possibly i drank a little too much coffee today. um.
ETA: BRADLEY WHITFORD ON STUDIO 60 IS OFFICIAL. also: Whitford will play a producer-director and recovering cocaine addict who has come back to run the sketch show he used to work for. *wheezing with laughter*