Nov. 5th, 2003

impy: tori from jackie's strength video (angels)
I have that stupid country-fried Ford trucks song in my head. It is annoying to say the least. :p

Currently over at the Charmed French board, despite the fact that I took Spanish and thus should be completely out of the loop. I am horrified to discover that while I miss a lot, I also catch onto a lot of things without the aid of translation. Spooky. Although I guess it's not that hard to figure out if they're saying "beautiful picture" or "god, what an ugly skank!"

La. It's taking forever to earn this stupid gift certificate. Click these links. Get 5 points. And I bet you that unless I find some willing people to sway to the dark side of freebie stuff [not phoebe freebie, though you could get a book certificate and buy the books...] I'll have just enough to be almost there, and then they'll up the points needed to redeem.
And yet still I like the place. Weird. Oh, wait, it's because I like free-ish stuff. :p

SVU was decent. Nothing mind numbingly spiffy, but not as blah as it seemed to be for awhile. An Olivia episode! Wheeee. You'd think they would have gone for more of a startling ep for sweeps though and not relied on a .04 second cameo and Josie Bisette, whose name I probably butchered.

Hrmm. Got two calls this evening. One I shall not repeat because it's funny, but in a disturbing way. The other, not funny, and yet just as disturbing. Silly friend with the boyfriend whom I wish to kill is upset with said idiot because their roommate has turned into an asshole. On the one hand I feel bad for her because if he's doing all she says he is, he's a dick. Hell, if he's doing half the things she says he is, he's still a dick. On the other hand, she's the one who chose to move out there and basically cut herself off from the option of living here. [she lives in north charleston and since she lives right across from the mall, where she works, and has no car, she's pretty much screwed if she tries to leave without finding a job closer to uh, here.] I want to tell her that her sister has said that she can stay there, if she dumps the ass, but I can't think of anyway to say it without her getting mad because it's too far away to be any good. Grr. This guy's an idiot, and I can't prance around saying anything that isn't "tsk, tsk. what an ass. I'm sorry" because if I do, then I might as well say "aha! told you so!" as that's how she'll hear it.

And yet, hearing all this stuff keeps me from sighing and thinking, "woe for I am single and with no one to even contemplate being with." At least, in a sad way. :p

Working on my list of potential gifts to keep an eye out for. So, people who I might be giving or owe a gift... hinting would be acceptable. ;)
impy: tori from jackie's strength video (woo!)
Good evening, wonderful people.

Gosh, you might be thinking, Impy seems awfully chipper. What have they done with the real one? What have they done!

Nada. I'm just not wallowing in... whatever I usually wallow in. That and I'm mighty [yes, I said mighty, but I said it mockingly] thankful to have not been forced to eat fried chicken. I may technically live in the south, but that does not mean I will eat that.

Yay! Jake-stalking can now continue. Or would, if I stalked. But I don't. ;)

Woo. 45 minutes til I need to go set my VCR up to tape shtuff and then settle in for an hour's worth o' Angel. Wheeeee!

In other news, because this is the south, I'm miffed that the air conditioner broke. Again. But only for the upstairs where my room just so happens to be. So now I'm tortured due to the heat [yeah, in November. How fair is that?] and the fact that the crack den that is Ben's room stinks to high -unholy heaven. And there's no way to get around passing it on my way to my room. Siiiigh.

So I run. This is almost as amusing as when I had so much crap in front of my door that I pretty much had to vault into the room. Yes. I was a slob then and I freely admit it. I had one corner of my room so filled with junk that I named it "Mount Junkmore." It was taller than I was. But then Junkmore was decimated in a fit of cleaning frenzy in the middle of the night. Woe, Junkmore. Woe.

And in related news [not really] I still want my Don't Mess With Pussyfoot shirt. One day, Pussyfoot. One day.

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