||[Jan. 15th, 2006|04:33 pm]
Whole lotta labia.
Atilla is worst movie ever. However, is redeemed by Mr. Butler frequently shirtless and in heavy eyeliner.Is official, |
Happy Lazy Sunday, Flist!
counterpoint: the wife was watching highway to hell this afternoon, and it doesn't have gerard butler at ALL.
So... I'm sorry, I had something coherent to say and then he got shirtless again.
This morning began with the ST showing me the 10 Minute Cooking School on Once Upon a Time in Mexico. Now there's this. It's been a randomish sort of day.
Oh, and also? I burned the buhjiggity fuck out of myself last night and now I have welts all the way up my left thigh. Sexay.
How are you? When was breakfast today?
i had toast around 12:30, and now i am dunking christmas cookies in coffee, yumz. i have to settle for the sunday times online, but it's better than nothing, although i do miss the sensual part of it, i really do. the smell of the paper and the black ink all over my fingers and the weight of the sections in my lap... now i am listening to some music and writing a blog post about my mother. :)
if it has -anything- to redeem it, it's still better than bridget jones: the edge of reason :P
Well... his sweaty naked chest? It's pretty.. um.. redeeming. but the real kicker is the eyeliner. I can't help it. Jaci, I'm weak.
BTW, how was Casanova? Should I take the kid?
I've got sixteen different projects going, because oddly enough when I'm not in pain, I have lots of energy. Random energy, but energy.
I managed to make a few clean spots in my workshop, and I now have room to properly set up and tune the table saw and the router table.
Now, I have visions of mortises and tenons dancing in my head.
Hi. I cleaned out my freezer and was whined at incessantly by my dog.
Also? The Code of the Woosters is grate. yis.