in lieu of a prettier face, we have you.
the last time that i had an itch to update my livejournal and actually did it? was a year ago.
slightly creepy slightly hitchcockianesque. jarod, you've become too formulaic in your old age.
the reason for the re-boot, as it was before, was to return to a more pensive and thoughtful state.
i'll see if that works; or if it lasts.
can help but notice that this also seems to be my prime season for purchasing old todd oldham pieces off of ebay.
when the sun is in aquarius?
and, truthfully... i want to talk about lost.
I'M TOTALLY ADDICTED. IT'S ALL I CAN THINK AND/OR TALK ABOUT.
LAST SUNDAY I WOKE UP AT NOON AND WATCHED SEASON 2 UNTIL 3 AM.
i need help.
let's discuss:
• dr. jack = hot. sometimes he's too goody-goody, but always hot. and to think, we missed him completely on party of five. scott wolf was holdin' ya back.
• desmond = hotter than dr. jack. the accent, the nose, the hair, and the excessive drinking win out EVERY TIME.
• michael = you should die. fuck yo' couch.
• libby = what the fuck?! we're never gonna get to find out how crazy that bitch actually was.
• mr. eko = samuel l. jackson looks like a pussy.
• charlie + claire = stop whining. i don't care.
• boone = please come back. you were our only hope for a gay character. i don't care if you slept with your stepsister; my love is forgiving! it's not too late to be a homosexual!
*note: this also applies to paul rudd in the film 'clueless'. thanks.
and, yes. that was a good venting session. tomorrow, i get "4 8 15 16 23 42" stamped on my forehead.
i want to start a lost discussion group. support group? group therapy? yeh.
i've been so engrossed that i haven't bothered to watch a single episode of top design.
cousin toddie is gonna be so mad.
in other news, helpful hints featured on google.com: a day late and a dollar short.
not that i need any help in that department, mind you... as i've been told repeatedly.
*wink*
slightly creepy slightly hitchcockianesque. jarod, you've become too formulaic in your old age.
the reason for the re-boot, as it was before, was to return to a more pensive and thoughtful state.
i'll see if that works; or if it lasts.
can help but notice that this also seems to be my prime season for purchasing old todd oldham pieces off of ebay.
when the sun is in aquarius?
and, truthfully... i want to talk about lost.
I'M TOTALLY ADDICTED. IT'S ALL I CAN THINK AND/OR TALK ABOUT.
LAST SUNDAY I WOKE UP AT NOON AND WATCHED SEASON 2 UNTIL 3 AM.
i need help.
let's discuss:
• dr. jack = hot. sometimes he's too goody-goody, but always hot. and to think, we missed him completely on party of five. scott wolf was holdin' ya back.
• desmond = hotter than dr. jack. the accent, the nose, the hair, and the excessive drinking win out EVERY TIME.
• michael = you should die. fuck yo' couch.
• libby = what the fuck?! we're never gonna get to find out how crazy that bitch actually was.
• mr. eko = samuel l. jackson looks like a pussy.
• charlie + claire = stop whining. i don't care.
• boone = please come back. you were our only hope for a gay character. i don't care if you slept with your stepsister; my love is forgiving! it's not too late to be a homosexual!
*note: this also applies to paul rudd in the film 'clueless'. thanks.
and, yes. that was a good venting session. tomorrow, i get "4 8 15 16 23 42" stamped on my forehead.
i want to start a lost discussion group. support group? group therapy? yeh.
i've been so engrossed that i haven't bothered to watch a single episode of top design.
cousin toddie is gonna be so mad.
in other news, helpful hints featured on google.com: a day late and a dollar short.
not that i need any help in that department, mind you... as i've been told repeatedly.
*wink*