Watched "The Brothers Bloom" last night.  For those of you that haven't seen it... goddamn.  So delightful.

Also, I have such a crush on Adrien Brody, I can't hardly stand it.  His hands.  Oy.

Also, someone needs to give him a goddamn job playing Schmendrick.  Am I right?  I mean, come ON.

 Well, after an insane adventure through the jungles of the land of packing, Jordan and I are officially out of Santa Babsies.  And get this:  we managed to fit everything we own into the van.  (After selling some furniture.)  Everything.  One vanload.  I believe in miracles.

My parents are fixing my car as a graduation present- hooray for mobility ( Read more... )

Well, I would really have liked to have seen my mom for Mother's Day.  Alas, rehearsals, meetings, and a Sketch show prevented this.  Whaddayagonnado.

The latest on the fire:
55% contained (hooray for cool/damp marine layer!)
77 homes destroyed, plenty more damaged
8,733 acres burned

Things are looking up, it appears.

Also, I was in a movie!


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Well, I'm putting off putting up the rest of the Christmas lights.  And people seem to be doing some version of this, so here's a small-ish Christmas list.  Just for kicks.

- a hot glue gun
- Rubber stamp ink pads (black, burgandy)
- A big, thick, white, terrycloth bathrobe
- Shoes, shoes, and more shoes.  Sue me.
- (Ooh, pink!)
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Smarmy King Dude:  “Oh, sister.  I wouldn’t want to be your enemy.”

Queen Lady:  “Wouldn’t you?”

Is that the line she says?  If it’s not, it should be.  That would be all scathing and shit.

The stove is making bird noises, and there’s laughing in the cabinets, and like four kinds of music, which cues in and out at appropriate moments. 
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