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Somebody's Been Smoking the Purple Crack

I think it was me. 

Gosh.  I haven't talked about the purple crack in years.  Since my first Disney College Program.  I got it from my roommates, for whenever somebody was seriously over the top.  The purple crack is the most dangerous color.

I was in SUCH a good mood today.  I can't really explain it.  I've never been happy on a Monday morning.  I resent my alarm clock too much.  But today, smiling a mile wide.  Weird.  I guess maybe some of it could be attributed to the fact that I was listening to Fantasmic on the way to work.  It makes me happy.  It's like watching the show in my brain.  But I was in a good mood all day, it was weird.

Especially since last week I was angry at Wednesday.  Just for being Wednesday.  I woke up and I was like, "Damn it, Wednesday!  Why aren't you Thursday?!?  I am so sick of the first half of this week!"

Who said "bi-polar"?  That's not nice.  Shut up.

Anyway, Grey's Anatomy last night was just too rough.  The George/Meredith sex scene was just too traumatic.  I'm still upset.

However, I'm taking some motivation from Barney on How I Met Your Mother:  "I'm out in the world, being awesome 24/7/365."  I think it's a good goal.  Awesome, 24/7.

Pride & Prejudice comes out on DVD tomorrow.  Jen is all a-flutter.
 


Boundary Issues

My Boss:  "Hey there, girlie girl.  I just wanted to give you a hug.  I haven't hugged you in a while."

What??  So I just let her.

I smell faintly of Tussin.  I think at this point it's actually coming out of my pores.  I'm not even taking the maximum dosage.  I only took it twice today.

Jen's too weird.  She watched the super awesome two-part Grey's Anatomy and then didn't watch the show anymore.  Which means she missed this FANTASTIC speech from George to Meredith:
 

"I know I'm not a world renowned surgeon. And I know I'm not a lot of things that you've gone for in the past...I know. But...I would never leave you. I would never hurt you. And I will never stop loving you."

Then she took his shirt off.

So we're going to watch the whole first season marathon style to get her ready to be a full-time GA fan.  Once I buy it of course.
 


An Open Letter to T. R. Knight

Hey.

Wanna make out?

--Kim


Click Picture to Read CNN.com Interview

I LOVE George.  Meredith is going to hurt him, and he doesn't deserve it.  And if anybody was confused by my use of the word squidgy before--George is squidgy incarnate.
 


Of Course You Know, This Means War

I'm fighting a cold.  Meet the BATTLE SQUAD:



The power-c label used to be funnier.  It used to say:
 

Despite having the word "dragon" in its name, no actual dragons were harmed in the making of this product. However, with 250% of the RDI of vitamin C inside, the fruit wasn't so lucky. With that said, we'd also like to inform some of you that dragons are actually imaginary. That means they don't exist. So, will you please, please, pleeease stop sending us nasty letters. Thank you.

I currently contain 1000% of the Recommended Daily Intake of Vitamin C.  That is not a typo.  ONE THOUSAND PERCENT.  I bought all that Walgreens had in the case.  And two bottles of Tussin--one for work, one for home (it was buy one get one).
 


I am The Champion

1 round of Harry Potter Scene-It.
2 rounds of Disney Scene-It.
3 victories for Kim.

I. Am. AWESOME. 

At. Subjects. On. Which. I. Am. Dorky.

Katie had a chance with Harry Potter, but I think she just played Disney Scene It to indulge me.  It was harder than I expected.  I don't know much about those old live action Disney movies.  I don't know the name of the kid in Old Yeller!!

Speaking of dorky, saw an awesome license plate on the way to church today, it was Goonies:  1I-WILY translated in black, highlight to read: [One-Eyed Willie].  Which is pretty cool (see my t-shirt at the top of the page), but I didn't enjoy it as much as the Star Wars one I saw a year ago:  OBEE1, but that's just because of the Ewan connection.


I Think I'm Horrified

I saw a commercial today for a movie called "She's the Man"--it's Twelfth Night set in high school with Amanda Bynes as Viola/Sebastian.  And they've decided to call the guy she's in love with Duke.  That's a shame.  Orsino is one of those really good Shakespeare names.  I don't know what to think of this movie.  I like Twelfth Night, I like 10 Things I Hate About You, but I HATE this title.  At least 10 Things SOUNDS like Taming of the Shrew.

I finally made it in to work yesterday.  I tried on Thursday, but ended up having to call in from the parking lot.  Everybody was very sweet to me on Friday--although I guess that's what you'd expect from an office full of counselors.

I took a "Who is your ideal Sex & the City guy?" quiz.  I got Aidan--he's the best one.



I Can Call Him a Flower if I Want To

Jen came over to lend moral support, watch Gilmore Girls and eat ice cream.  Then we took a quiz:

Jen was Winnie the Pooh.

Today was my grandpa's funeral.  He had a full Marine honor guard salute--and a police escort for the procession, once we got into the city.  It was very cool.  Today I finally started to feel closer to normal.  It's more of a blank feeling than good, but it's infinitely better than before.
 


I Want

(1.)  Someone to spoon me and pet my hair and whisper against my neck until I fall asleep.

(2.)  To not want that.

Tom Waits

The following people know what's up with me.  Call them if you need to know:  My mom, Jen, Kevin, Karen, Tim, Rachel.
 


Things Change.

Don't expect any updates for a few days.

This is You:  "I Love to Dance."

It's been a crazy freak out dance party at my condo all weekend.  I've had music playing all weekend, and an uncontrollable urge to shake my booty.  I don't think I'm backlit, so no impromptu iPod commercials for the neighbors.

I do wonder if the pizza guy could tell what I was doing while I was on the phone.  It's hard to talk on the phone when you're jumping around like a crazy person--but I don't think it changed my voice.  It was not my fault, it was the Ramones.  I was "all revved up and ready to go."

Thanks to the people who tried out the comments.  The problem with the read comments link was a typo--totally my fault.  However, until someone leaves a comment, I do believe that link will go to an error screen even when formatted properly.

Feeling sorry for myself on Friday night, listening to Peter Salett's "Heart of Mine" (lyrics are now all linked--suggestive or not--as a concession to my father), but my Lisa called me up and got me out of my funk. (Note to Lisa:  It's a CLYDESDALE)

Should I send Lisa my resume to see if she can get me in the running for a job at her company in Buffalo?  Weird to imagine moving to Buffalo.  Although, as the job is with an up-and-coming design company, I can easily see that being one of those jobs I would love enough to not go back to school, and I don't want that right now.  I really want my MBA.

Much thanks to all the people who gave me the "hey, why aren't you posting, my life is incomplete without you" comments in the last few days.  I love you too, babies.  And I will make an effort, I've just been out of it this week.

Saw Nanny McPhee on Wednesday with Jen.  Very very cute movie.  Very sweet.  Emma Thompson WROTE it.  Colin Firth walks that line between looking adorable and looking old, but still very good.  PLUS, we got free popcorn & soda.  Hooray for being a MovieWatcher.

It's Katrina and the Waves, I gotta go.

Ahh.  That was fun.  This is what goes on in my head when I hear that song:
 

Barry: OK, buddy, uh, I was just tryin' to cheer us up so go ahead. Put on some old sad bastard music, see if I care. 

Rob: I don't wanna hear old sad bastard music, Barry, I just want something I can ignore. 

Barry: Here's the thing. I made that tape special for today. My special Monday morning tape for *you*... special. 

Rob: Well, it's fuckin' Monday afternoon! You should get out of bed earlier!
 


Ever So Elegant

Today at lunch I managed to get soup & salad dressing on my pants.  Thank heavens I chose dark pants today.  I also managed to lose control of my fork which bounced in my soup and landed in the salad.

Please try out the new comments I set up, and let me know what you think.  If everybody hates it, I'll try to find something new.
 


iPod Loves Ben

I think my iPod is in love with Ben Folds.  A couple of weeks ago, I was driving to meet Gretchen for breakfast, and shuffle came up with FOUR Ben Folds songs in a row.

Okay, that could just be a coincidence.

I was trying to make some room on my iPod, so I decided not to keep more than one version of a song by the same artist, so I took off most of the tracks from Ben Folds Live.  IPod put them back--on it's own.

It makes me nervous about going to sleep with it over my head.

Completely unrelated:  Baby Grant has the best laugh ever.  He's not even two yet, but he has this huge belly laugh that comes all the way from his toes.

Okay, so I'm trying something new.  The comments are now being hosted by livejournal, which I chose because I like it's ability to reply to comments as well as the ability to show your own little icon.  It might take me a couple of days to get everything set up properly, so please bear with me.  This should get rid of all the poop comments.
 


I Do Believe in Fairies, I Do, I Do!

Tink is sick.  I think she may be dying. 

Tink is my laptop.  It keeps switching over to battery power, even when it's plugged in, and I have to mess with the cord to find the particular arrangement that will let it run off AC power--right now, I've got the cord hooked over the corner of the monitor, and it's on the floor so I don't jostle it.  Also, Tink has decided that CDs are for suckers, and she will not read them.  I put a CD in the CD/DVD drive and it says the drive is empty, but DVDs play fine.

Speaking of DVDs, I preordered Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire today.  I fell prey to a deal from Columbia House:

And in further Degrassi news: RINGTONES.  Awesome.

Plus, today I watched Degrassi's awesome Breakfast Club Spoof:
 

Sean's our Bender.  In detention for EIGHT WEEKS for anti-social behavior.
Ellie's playing the Ally Sheedy role, only she's there undercover as a reporter.
Hazel is the Pampered Princess (Clare) and she's in for checking out internet porn on a school computer.  Oops.
Toby, clearly the nerd, is in for hacking into the school computers to change grades for...
Jimmy, the jock.

They even had the principal in the same suit as in The Breakfast Club, and gave them virtually the same speech at the beginning.
 


Sean's Back!  (And Phil, too)

I heard the most exciting news on The N last night--Sean's coming back to Degrassi.  I'm excessively thrilled.  He was my favorite Degrassi boy and they wrote him off. 

See, he was trying to stop the guy who was going around the school with a gun, and he blames himself for Crazy Shooter's death (he was wrestling the gun away and it went off), so Sean had to go live with his crazy parents and get himself back together.  Plus, I found out that he's the older brother of one of the Blake Holsey kids (the blond one on the right), further confirming my theory on the shockingly limited pool of child actors in Canada.  I think he's just back for the little "webisodes" but that's better than nothing.

Also, I heard that they picked a girl to play Tonks in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, it's the girl who played Ellie in About a Boy.  So, apparently, she only takes roles where she talks about butts:
 

Ellie: Not so fast.  I'm not ready for physical contact.  Next thing you know we'll be having sex.  And where will that get us?  Stop telling strangers to shake their arse.

Tonks: Who d'you know who's lost a buttock?

Tonks:  Wand still in your jeans?  Both buttocks still on?

And, since Punxatawny Phil saw his shadow, we're all going to need some cheering up, so here are the Groundhog Day quotes:
 

Watch out for that first step, it's a doozy.

Pastry Larry?

Hey, Phil, if we wanted to hit mailboxes, we coulda let Ralph drive

This is one of the times where television really fails to capture the true excitement of a large squirrel predicting the weather.

I don't know, Phil.  Perhaps it's that giant blizzard we're NOT supposed to get.

Ned! ...Ryerson! "Needlenose Ned"? "Ned the Head"? C'mon, buddy! Case Western High! I did the whistling belly-button trick at the high school talent show? Bing! Ned Ryerson, got the shingles REAL bad senior year, almost didn't graduate? Bing, again! Ned Ryerson, I dated your sister Mary Pat a couple of times until you told me not to anymore? Well?

C'mon.  All the long distance lines are down.  What about the satellite?  Is it snowing in space?  Don't you have some kind of a line you keep open for emergencies, or for celebrities?  I'm both.  I'm a celebrity in an emergency.

Yeah.  They're hicks, Rita.

-Okay, campers, rise and shine, and don't forget your booties, 'cause it's COLD out there today.
-It's cold out there everyday.  What is this, Miami Beach?
-Not hardly!

What if there is no tomorrow?   There wasn't one today!

Too early for flapjacks?

PHIL?  Like the groundhog, Phil?

It's the same thing your whole life: clean up your room, stand up straight, pick up your feet, take it like a man, be nice to your sister, don't mix beer and wine, EVER.  Oh yeah, don't drive on the railroad tracks!

-I like to see a man of advancing years throwing caution to the wind.  It's inspiring in a way.
-My years are not advancing as fast as you may think.

Don't drive angry!

He might be okay.  Well, no, probably not now.

I'm A god.  I'm not THE god... I don't think.

Gosh! You're an upbeat lady!

It's okay.  You can go to sleep. I promise I won't touch you... much.

Yes, but my father was a piano MOVER.

What do you say? What do you say? You little brat.  You have never thanked me. I'll see you tomorrow... maybe.

Harry Potter Posts: 17
Non-Potter Posts: 25
Figured I've built up enough of a buffer to mention something Harry Potter today.
 


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