guys, where are we?

I hate “Lost”. Tonight Faye and I realised the thrill is gone. Was there ever a thrill to begin with? Or was “Lost” just a rebound from “Angel”? I don't know. All I know is I'm watching “Veronica Mars” with Faye from here on out.


This one's from Mark. He did one for me.

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal

1) You're hair is shiny.
2) Nightmare Before Christmas
3) Good ole Lime
4) Yay! We did it guys!
5) God I hope she casts me
6) An Otter
7) Can I be your Ted Raimi?

I've done this one before, but since Ben did one for me and asked nicely that I post it, post I must. Post.


Well, the weekend recap is running late this week, obviously, on account of our office moving and me being too busy to sit at a desk for half an hour. I hope to have it up tomorrow. In the meantime, I will say this: Joss Whedon is the only writer who makes characters so vivid that when I'm watching his work, I actually feel like the characters are my friends. It makes it rather difficult, then, when something happens to my pretend friends. Now THAT'S a testament to good writing.

Click for protected zone.

Tara Reid sez:

“The one thing I want to say about American journalists is: why is partying and having a good time bad?” Reid says. “And how come when someone else gets messed up or is a junkie or gets DUI'd and goes to rehab and is considered a hero again?”

Um yeah. I know Courtney Love is certainly MY hero.