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Livejournal revoluuuuuuuuciooooooooooon! Or, well, I changed my layout: flinkkamingo3. I'll probs mess around with it a little, but so far it's working for me. I like the simplicity.


Exhibits A & B
Billie Piper and Iddo Goldberg. This is pretty self-explanatory, i.e. just look at them. Billie's hotness has reached new temperatures in this series of Call Girl (and since when does that happen after a woman gives birth? She is incomprehensible. She defies science. She is a living goddess!) and Ben's wardrobe/hair combination has been deliciously superb so far. I love Call Girl, unapologetically.

Exhibit C
Matthew Goode. Again, just go look at him. I paid to see Leap Year so I could do just that for an hour and forty minutes. Plus in some interview he was asked how his wife (I think?) would describe him in three words and he answered, "Funny, sometimes drunk." That not only makes me laugh, but I also like to think of that as a particularly generous description of myself. Therefore, aside from the fact that he has a baby and is married (I think?), we need to have babies and get married.

Exhibit D
Anton in The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus (which I loved, by the way). He is so adorbs and completely stole away my attention from the Heath Ledger/Johnny Depp/Jude Law/Colin Ferrall combination of hotness. Just watch the movie and you'll understand. Possibly.

Exhibit E
Andrew Lee Potts aka Connor Temple aka HATTER. PLEASE SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME WHY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO DISCOVER HIS BARMY, HAT-WEARING, NORTHERN-ACCENTED, HOT LITTLE SELF! Story-wise, Alice is sort of a wreck. (Although I will say it had potential. The potential for what, I'm not entirely sure, but anyway that all fell apart in the second half.) Hatter-wise, I am IN LOVE. CASE IN POINT:



I've been scouring the internet for Alice fic; there's mass quantities, but not so much mass quality. So I started watching Primeval, lol. I actually kind of love it: it's like a British version of Jurassic Park with a goofier, self-conscious Hatter and Hannah from S Club 7 (which is clearly an added bonus, and I'm being entirely serious when I say that. I've seen every episode of every incarnation of S Club shows. I still have all their albums somewhere in my closet. Hannah was always my fav).

I need to find/make/upload new icons to reflect my inner atmospheric conditions. If I have not fully made my case and you need further proof (e.g. sexy photographs, hilarious interview videos), you just let me know.

(Conzy's official statement, from the NY Times)

People of Earth:

In the last few days, I’ve been getting a lot of sympathy calls, and I want to start by making it clear that no one should waste a second feeling sorry for me. For 17 years, I’ve been getting paid to do what I love most and, in a world with real problems, I’ve been absurdly lucky. That said, I’ve been suddenly put in a very public predicament and my bosses are demanding an immediate decision.

Six years ago, I signed a contract with NBC to take over The Tonight Show in June of 2009. Like a lot of us, I grew up watching Johnny Carson every night and the chance to one day sit in that chair has meant everything to me. I worked long and hard to get that opportunity, passed up far more lucrative offers, and since 2004 I have spent literally hundreds of hours thinking of ways to extend the franchise long into the future. It was my mistaken belief that, like my predecessor, I would have the benefit of some time and, just as important, some degree of ratings support from the prime-time schedule. Building a lasting audience at 11:30 is impossible without both.

But sadly, we were never given that chance. After only seven months, with my Tonight Show in its infancy, NBC has decided to react to their terrible difficulties in prime-time by making a change in their long-established late night schedule.

Last Thursday, NBC executives told me they intended to move the Tonight Show to 12:05 to accommodate the Jay Leno Show at 11:35. For 60 years the Tonight Show has aired immediately following the late local news. I sincerely believe that delaying the Tonight Show into the next day to accommodate another comedy program will seriously damage what I consider to be the greatest franchise in the history of broadcasting. The Tonight Show at 12:05 simply isn’t the Tonight Show. Also, if I accept this move I will be knocking the Late Night show, which I inherited from David Letterman and passed on to Jimmy Fallon, out of its long-held time slot. That would hurt the other NBC franchise that I love, and it would be unfair to Jimmy.

So it has come to this: I cannot express in words how much I enjoy hosting this program and what an enormous personal disappointment it is for me to consider losing it. My staff and I have worked unbelievably hard and we are very proud of our contribution to the legacy of The Tonight Show. But I cannot participate in what I honestly believe is its destruction. Some people will make the argument that with DVRs and the Internet a time slot doesn’t matter. But with the Tonight Show, I believe nothing could matter more.

There has been speculation about my going to another network but, to set the record straight, I currently have no other offer and honestly have no idea what happens next. My hope is that NBC and I can resolve this quickly so that my staff, crew, and I can do a show we can be proud of, for a company that values our work.

Have a great day and, for the record, I am truly sorry about my hair; it’s always been that way.

Yours,
Conan

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

It's amazing that while telling me he will no longer host The Tonight Show and might not even end up on TV, he can still make me laugh vis-à-vis his hair. But again, I say: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
What will I do without my Conando? I have been in love with him since FOREVERRR. I will support him, whatever he does and wherever he ends up.

I'm writing my last paper right now. UGGGHHH/YESSSSSS. It's on Paradise Lost. Reading and discussing and thinking about this poem makes me feel sort of strange. I mean, I was a Sunday school kid and now I'm thinking about Adam and Eve and Satan and God as characters. My views on faith, etc. have changed quite a bit since I ate sugar cookies and sang "This Little Light of Mine" in my church basement, but it's still just kind of weird. Not to mention that I think old Milty's Satan is super interesting and tragic and maybe even a little awesome. That just makes me feel WRONG, lol.

And last week my prof (who by the way looks like some James Wilson/Coach Taylor hybrid and makes all these hilarious jokes about Medieval lit that just make me want to hug/ETC IF-YOU KNOW-WHAT-I-MEAN him) started talking about all that felix culpa stuff (i.e. the fall was actually beneficial) and it sent my brain off into all these weird and ridiculous directions. LOL the papers I would write on that.

Also I had some delectable Indian food for lunch today. I've basically been daydreaming about it all night and was trying to trick my brain into thinking I was eating lamb curry instead of off-brand Special K for dinner. It did not work very well. My mom got me one of those chocolate advent calendars at the beginning of December and I just ate my way from yesterday to the twenty second.

But I AM IN THE HOMESTRETCH! ONE MORE PAPER AND THEN FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!

ETA:
In half of my paper, I typed "Stan" instead of "Satan." I'm really glad I caught that typo.

HOLIDAY LOVE MEME!!!

Here I am! Where are you? I only found a couple of you over there. Seriously, you all need to make your own thread so I can tell you how awesome you are.

I'm watching How I Met Your Mother (and the Red Wings during commercials) right now instead of writing a paper. Today was our last day of classes. I just have a paper due tomorrow, an exam on Wednesday, and a paper due on Friday. I'm actually feeling good about my classes, too. IT'S A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE.

HOLY CATS, IT'S BEEN AGES! The reasons being: school, work, mono, strep throat, school, work, etc. I had been trying to keep up with you guys, but I guess at some point I kind of gave up and figured I'd make it up to you after this ridiculous semester ended. Can you believe I had mono and strep at the same time? Christ almighty. At least I got to miss a week of school, though.

Anyway, this is sort of just a drive-by, I HATE FINALS post. Also this meme thingy (from gypsy_sally) cracked me up a little, because I think it very well might be true, so I wanted to share it with/warn you.

Three more things before I go:
1. FNL is kiiiiiiiiiiiilling me this year. I definitely was not expecting to love it so much, but it has just been so fantastic. Especially last week. Anyone who gave up on this show after the near disaster of season two should def give it another go, because the last two seasons have more than made up for it. I'm dying with anticipation waiting for tonight's episode to upload. afrocurl, your entry is so tempting, lol.
2. So this guy I went out with once kept texting me even though he defriended me from Facebook (AHAHAHA) and I often don't even respond to his texts. I have now been informed by Amie (the best Facebook stalker I know) that he might be dating some other girl? What a creeper.
3. I AM GRADUATING ON MAY FIRST! It's official: I was audited today and everything is good-to-go. THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY, I CAN'T EVEN EXPLAIN.

Okay, but first I probably need to finish this take-home final (American TV History, btw, which is so much fun and unsurprisingly easy). But I promise--I will be back! And soon!

Well, hello there, flist.



I accidentally went to my journal entries' page instead of my flist a minute ago and realized that I have not made many sober posts lately. This is only because I--for whatever reason--really enjoy sharing my drunken thoughts with the internet, and not because I am an alcoholic.

Recently, some things have happened in my life, some more interesting than others. I'll list them in order of increasing intrigue. (That word looks so fucked up to me right now and I don't know why.)

1. The shoe store I worked at turned into a skateboard shop. I do not skateboard, and after one day of attempting to answer questions about skateboarding and build skateboards for people who actually use them, both the manager and I decided I should move to the other Ann Arbor location and stick to shoes.

2. My internship has been extended into the Fall semester. On a smaller scale, but still, I'll be getting twelve dollars an hour, five hours a week, for creating a brand new tutoring system for the University of Michigan. That's going to look so bad ass on my resume. I'm also going to be a course assistant for a freshman writing class, for which I'm going to be paid nine fifty an hour. OH HELLS YEAH. I'm going to have three jobs in the fall, so I've decided that I'm going to take a trip after I graduate. Actually, that's pretty exciting. Let's move that to it's own number.

3. I'm going to take a trip after I graduate! Probably to Europe! Hopefully someone will be wiling and able to come with me.

4. I reread The Half-Blood Prince this week, mostly because I was really confused by the movie when the Weasley's house burned down. After reading the book again, I can for sure say that did not happen. Also I can say that I will apparently always cry when Dumbledore dies, and I can never read just one of those books without reading the rest of the series. So I'm embarking, for the zillionth time, on a (slightly out-of-order) Harry Potter reread.

5. Someone threw a bottle of Jim Beam through one of my windows. Let me repeat that, as your interest is probably waning at this point because even the more notable events in my life are generally pretty mundane and this is really the vital part of this here entry: SOMEONE THREW A BOTTLE OF JIM FUCKING BEAM THROUGH MY FUCKING WINDOW. I still haven't gotten all the glass cleaned up/out of my feet, and my landlord still hasn't replaced the window. They did at least put up a super ghetto plank of wood to protect me from the spiders and elements and asshats outside. This is the SECOND window that has been smashed. I don't know what the fuck this is. I'm going to start taking it personally if it happens again.

I was going to do that WIP meme that's been going around, but I think I'll save that for next time. I'll try to set a record and post two sober entries in a row. Right now I think I'll go watch some Weeds, as I've finally gotten around to watching the series in order. I did some research a few minutes ago and discovered that there are not many people online who ship Andy and Nancy. I don't understand how that's possible. AT ALL. I'm shipping them like crazy. Damnit, I want fic! And every time I see Andy I just want to do dirty things to him.

Ha, and on that note--

Also I just made this:



Obviously I am doing a lot of writing.

ETA: I'm trying really hard not to find and post a video of Logan and Ducan fighting after the boat-plugging comment. That scene cracks me up--probably one of the best Duncan moments, that's for sure. Right under his toast to Molly.

I'm watching Veronica Mars On Demand! (Silly, I know, since I have the DVDs, but that would require moving and I've had way too much Qdoba for that.) GOOD GOD I MISSED THIS SHOW. It's Normal Is the Watchword (aka not exactly the best episode ever aka I'm still mad about the whole Duncan/Logan do-si-do) and I'm still overjoyed to see these people on my television. LOL, Logan just sucker-kicked Weevil in the face. Has anyone ever made one of those GQMF things for Logan Echolls? That should happen.

Oh, Logan. I think I should conduct a poll! (Note: the obvious answer to the first question is "all the fucking time," so please go with your second choice.)

Poll #1417324 Things Lindsay Wants to Know
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 27

When is Logan hottest?

I need a new book to read. Any recommendations?

I don't think I've watched the entirety of this episode since it was on TV, because I never noticed that they actually show the witness dude on the bridge with Logan. I always thought he was just a blurry blob. So does this mean I was the only person who actually thought Dr. Griffith was the witness at first? Lol.

I'm feeling rather nostalgic right now. I kind of want to write some VM fic. I've got a million half-finished stories on my hard drive, maybe I should try to finish one. (I feel like I've typed that about a million times and never followed through, ugh.)

ETA: They did such a good job with the music on VM. GAH, I love so much about this show it's ridiculous.

Points of interest:

1. I didn't get anything lower than a B this semester! And now I'm on summer break!
2. My brother came to Ann Arbor yesterday and we hung out and had Indian food. It was a fun/funny day.
3. Skins is really, really fantastic.

I'm going home to Oxford today (the land of no internet), and then I'm flying to Florida on Wednesday to visit Autumn and sunshine and theme parks. Therefore, I don't know how much I'm going to be around for the next two weeks. Please, assure me that my plane won't crash and I won't die. This will be my third time on a plane and I'm kind of freaking out about it. At least I watched that special on Nightline a couple weeks ago and know the best ways to survive that sort of situation. I already made sure to get an aisle seat to improve my chances.

I saw I Love You, Man last night with Kiki. (We were in dire need of some Seth and Ryan Time.) It was pretty hilarious. I think I could easily and happily spend the rest of my days just watching Paul Rudd and Jason Segel hanging out. They're ridiculous together and I love it.

I'm gong home for Easter (yesssssss, Good Friday dinner at the Club!), which means that I'm going to miss the Doctor Who special. My mother cancelled the internet at home because my brother is an addict. So I guess I'm going to have to wait until next week to watch it, which really kind of sucks since I was rather looking forward to this one. The story seems like it could be pretty cool. I'm optimistic about this, despite my brain knowing better.

Ergo: I will be absent this weekend. So happy Easter and Passover and Doctor Who and whatever else you've got going on!

Earlier today, I thought I saw a cockroach in my bedroom. This seriously freaked me out. I've only encountered a cockroach once in my life (this summer at a McDonald's on Woodward. The thing was lying on its back just outside the door, twitching and I think in the process of dying). However, about five minutes ago I was just about to turn off my light and go to sleep when I spotted an enormous (seriously, like two inches long) brown smudge on my ceiling. I was like, AHHH, COCKROACH. But no--it was a centipede. Except it had a bazillion legs, so it was a BAZILLIONPEDE. So I stared at it, trying to summon up some murderous courage (knowing that if I tried to smoosh it into the ceiling it would inevitably fall in my hair and I would absolutely die). Just as I was about to make my move, the thing fell off the ceiling. I chased it with my shoe but it squeezed (seriously, ENORMOUS) under my bedroom door. When I followed it out to the hallway, there was nothing there. So I was like, "Centipede, hi. Look. I think we should try to be friends. I'll be nice to you if you'll be nice to me." (And that is in quotes because I did actually say it out loud, and also asked it to stay out of my closet.)

Except as soon as I see it again IT WILL DIE. Because I WILL KILL IT.

Mother fucker, I wanted to go to bed early tonight. Now I'm going to be on INFINITIPEDE patrol and I probably won't even be able to close my eyes. But at least it's not a cockroach. Although: are some centipedes poisonous? I think I remember hearing that they could be poisonous. Oh dear god. I will not rest until its unnatural life is snuffed out. (Ha, I watched Jaws today. I feel like there are some common themes going around.)

So in the past few months, I've suddenly gained an appreciation for "sitcoms"? Or at least television programming that lasts half an hour (with commercials) and happens to make me laugh until I snort. For example: Spaced and Asylum (both of which are unbelievably awesome and have elevated my Simon Pegg appreciation level from Respectful Love to Possibly Scary Obsession); Extras; Better off Ted; and, most recently (as in the past week and especially tonight), How I Met Your Mother. OH MY GOD IT IS SO GOOD I CAN'T STOP WATCHING. It is hilarious and surprisingly well-written (most of the time) and I actually adore every single character. I've even learned to ignore the laugh track. I got through almost the entirety of season two tonight and now my eyes hurt. BUT IT IS A GOOD SORT OF HAPPY HURT.

( A few BSG finale thoughts. )

I need to go to bed. My body seems to be having trouble responding to my brain's commands. I think it already went to sleep. But maybe I'll watch one more episode of HIMYM--it's not like I need to dance a jig or thumb wrestle to watch TV.

I'm reading Hamlet right now (well, not right now, obvs). To my absolute shock and surprise, I'm actually really enjoying it. Maybe it's just all the madness and angst and plotting? I don't know. But Bill, man, I've got to hand it to you: this is some good shit.

Anyway, I've interrupted my Shakespeare-ing because I need to share a thought I've been thinking:

I DO NOT WANT BSG TO BE OVER

DO IT! VOTE FOR TEN! YOUR VOTE COULD MAKE THE DIFFERENCE!

GO, DO YOUR CIVIC DUTY! There is no reason Seth Cohen should not win this battle. I mean, come on: HE'S SETH COHEN, PEOPLE.

(Hopefully one of these days I will actually get around to making a real post. Maybe that one with my thoughts about the DLM movie, partly because I promised, but mostly because I have to complain about it to someone.)

Thank you, Rachel Maddow, for providing me with the sort of news I actually care about:

 

Someone altered electronic signs intended to warn motorists of construction near the intersection of Lamar and Martin Luther King boulevards to warn drivers to "run" from the "zombies ahead."

"The end is near!!!!!!!!!" the signs exclaimed. "Caution! Zombies ahead!!!"

"Run for cold climates," the signs instructed motorists.

Okay, I'm just here because I had to share that with you guys. I have an esame d'italiano domani, so I need to prepare myself enough to get at least a C- (I'm taking it pass/fail, which I think is a pretty wise decision). But before I go, three more extremely vital things:

1. Slumdog Millionaire now owns 78% of my soul. I've seen every big Oscar contender (okay, except for The Wrestler), so I can say this with a decent amount of conviction: if Slumdog doesn't win best picture, I will stage a fucking coup. 

2. Zack and Miri Make a Porno is pretty hilarious.

3. THE MUSCLE ON THE BACK OF MY THIGH, I DON'T KNOW IT'S NAME, BUT IT'S SPAZZING THE FUCK OUT.

There isn't much to say that hasn't already been said. I just wanted to add my YEAH WAHOO! to the chorus of voices and also say that Rev. Joseph Lowery is pretty bad ass--I would go to church every week if he were my pastor. (Also, I just really wanted to post this picture because it made me laugh.)

Oh, and: I can't tell if I have a crush on Rahm Emanuel because he's attractive and funny or because he is now Josh Lyman in my mind.

FNL is just fucking perfect. The finale wasn't as good as the episode before it (but then again, there isn't much television that's better than that episode), but it was still pretty awesome. If this show gets cancelled I probably will stage a coup or die or something. 

Okay, as the above is pretty much a given, we're now to the real reason I'm posting:

( BSG spoilers BSG spoilers BSG SPOILERS! )

It is so cold I think my internal organs might be frozen.