I watched The Departed last night, and this morning I saw this clip before I had any coffee. So I was slightly confused and pretty sure Marky Mark was going to shoot Matt at the end of it.
A year or so ago, I found these recaps and thought, "Hey, I'm going to watch this show so I can enjoy the recaps to their fullest." I could not get through the first episode. Buck up, guys!!!
We've been chatting about it a little on fb. I don't know how much free time I'll have, but there's talk of meeting up for half a second during the VERY convenient time of 1-5 Friday afternoon.
I have also secretly been thinking about what I could contribute to the wordpress, if it comes to that. So far my ideas are setting up my Louis Tomlinson life-sized cardboard cut-out in silly situations, and a debrief of what I am going to do in Chicago this weekend. My ideas are not very good!!!
Ugg, I've seen so many adorable, inspirational babies on this site. More Sand Girl. "WORRY ABOUT YOURSELF" Girl. That girl who gave a pep talk to her little brother about being tough or something? Do I have to start hanging out with IRL babies in order to see this sort of cuteness now?
Also, I haven't had a chance to tell you guys this because of The Sadness, but I think I saw Blake Lively while I was walking into work. It was at 8:30 this morning down an ugly stretch of Comm Ave (come at me, stalkers), and she was being interviewed while walking up the street, followed by a camera crew. It was very weird!!!
Mine is her garden party. I think it just hit on a day when I particularly hated everyone, and I was able to focus that hate on this millionaire stranger instead of people around me. Also, the dancing!!!
I drunkenly quoted the director's commentary from Twilight to Artdork during the Superbowl this weekend. The line was, "Mmmm, CHEESEBURGERS!!!" And that phrase is the greatest thing vampires have ever done for me/society.
I hope it's a Vine of one of those octopusses that you throw against the wall and then it creeps down, which was my favorite type of cereal prize. (I'm pretending like everything is normal. Everything is normal, right?)
Uggg, I'll be gone on Friday, so I won't be able to comment and weep at my desk, so here is my goodbye, I guess? I read this site for a while, turned onto it by my former roommate Katie. I remember talking with her about it and laughing and such good times. And then she moved away and probably I was lonelier and missed her more than I let myself admit, so I commented for the first time just over a year ago (about who I thought was a cute TV dad, CLASSIC Flanny topic). This last year at my job really sucked and I made up my mind to move and try to leave this city where I had become a real adult and where I had friends. And the thing that made the idea of moving a little less scary was that I knew I would have friends through the magic of the internet! And the thing that taught me that was all the friendships I made through VG, and how close I felt to the editors and commenters even though I didn't know what their voices sounded like.
Uggg, I'm very close to getting sappy and telling everyone that I love them. (But I do.)
I once dated a guy who sounded like Jesse, like inflections and everything, and looked like him in the way he moved his face. But I'd never noticed this, despite my mild crush on Jesse, until after we broke up and I went to see Adventureland and it was VERY uncomfortable.
I'm not even going to pretend like I don't think the stuff I wrote in middle school was great. I made up a fake pop band and a whole fake town they lived in and wrote BOP- and Tiger Beat-style articles about them. I still have them all in a very cool binder with stickers all over it. If you're wondering if Devon Sawa was the inspiration for one of band members, wonder no more, because he was. I would have KILLED on tumblr.
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