-
(Untitled)
I'm abandoning this journal. It's got too much of my ex in it for my comfort.
I'm at lupusfabula now. -
(Untitled)
The kid actually bought good coffee today. The only kind of coffee I can actually stomach, the only coffee that I can bare the taste of.
But I don't get any. No. It's a gift. For someone else. -
I just wrote a post only about sci-fi shows
I think that part of Firefly's strength is it having a lot of rewatch value. I have trouble deciding whether it or B5 is the "best" sci-fi, but I'd much rather rewatch Firefly. B5 was great for exactly the reasons I don't want to rewatch it: It was long (five season), and I wouldn't hesitate to say that every episode contributed something ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
When it doesn't make me feel like a pedo, I fucking love most of my social circle here being teenagers. It's all the hilarity of teenage drama and relationship bullshit without actually being one of the teenagers starting drama ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
It's still two days till Thanksgiving (or one full day, however you want to look at it), and the kid's already got my Christmas presents. He's not stupid enough to try to put them away for Christmas, so I found them a spot on the windowsill. They're a Christmas ornament of Captain Kirk and a diecast model of a light cycle (Tron Legacy style). -
(Untitled)
I saw the best thing today at Goodwill.
Joy Trek on VHS. It's a Christian cartoon ripping off Star Trek. I want to see that. I'm half sure I need to see it. -
(Untitled)
It's Monday, and I'm watching Mean Girls. -
I show my age
It was all about MTV in the 80s, but it's VH1 now. Top 100 Songs of the 80s, Top 100 Songs of the 70s, and Top 100 Songs of Hard Rock. Damn right Cherry Pie is on that last list. And The Stroke. Don't Fear the Reaper. Born to Be Wild. Cherry Bomb (ah, memories of my teenage fantasies... Joan Jett, I loved you ( Read more... )
