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18 March 2010 @ 11:58 pm
First impressions of the Skins finale.Collapse )
emozione:: indescribableindescribable
she's got a bandit heart.
12 February 2010 @ 09:14 am
Whew. That was the first all-nighter I've had in a while. I blame ONTD for the spontaneous, late-night party post. And Call Girl for appearing online at 5:30 a.m. (Fucking fab episode, btw. Maybe I'll post about it later?) Also: Hi, I'm stupid.

Speaking of Call Girl, Billie Piper's body makes me want to throw up last night's Chinese takeout and never eat again ever. I mean, what the actual fuck. She looks like that after having a baby? I think it's safe to say that I have never and will never ever look like that ever for as long as I live. Ever. I should print out a screencap of Billie in her undercrackers and tape it to my fridge. Lol, you okay with that, V?
emozione:: sleepysleepy
she's got a bandit heart.
12 February 2010 @ 02:30 am
Preeeeeeeeeeeetty sure I'm going mental, thanks. Why is Call Girl not online yet?

I might be the last person to come across this photo, but HELLO SEXWICK. I can't even handle it. He's one of those actors who looks completely different when he's not being a certain character. Like JD and Logan.

I watched Community even though I should really be writing that paper (I won't tell you how not done it is). The episode was wonderful and hilarious, and I am so confused on the shipping front. Obviously I would rather get Jeff with me, but on a more practical and realistic level (well, as realistic as a fictional television show can get, I suppose), I'm conflicted: Britta or Annie? Must I lean one way or the other? Can two opposing ships coexist peacefully and squeefully in the (waaarped) mind and heart of one individual? Can I find a dresser small enough to fit in my room yet large enough that the entire cast can sleep in its drawers every night? Maybe two slightly smaller but still pretty big dressers would work.

I read this on highDEAS: "Ok you know how Snipers wear Ghillie suits? Well, what kind of idiot believes a bush could walk around? But if we trained a bunch of acrobatic midgets to be Snipers, we could put them in tumbleweed suits and no one would know what's up while they cartwheel to their next target. They should make a movie!!"
emozione:: stressedthe opposite of productive.
musica:: my brain imploding.
she's got a bandit heart.
11 February 2010 @ 06:20 pm

Haha, my mom just called me crying because she is "so proud." She said she's going to bake a cake.

Ugh, but in order to graduate that day I think I prob have to finish this paper. Or, well, start it. Then finish it.
emozione:: accomplishedaccomplished
she's got a bandit heart.
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.

Or, Why Lindsay Not Only Needs to Get to the UK Like NOW, But Also Why Her Inner Monologue Has an English Accent

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.
emozione:: fullBritish.
musica:: Passion Pit.
she's got a bandit heart.
(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.



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.
emozione:: depresseddepressed
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18 December 2009 @ 01:56 am
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.


In half of my paper, I typed "Stan" instead of "Satan." I'm really glad I caught that typo.
emozione:: exhaustedexhausted
musica:: Explosions in the Sky.
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14 December 2009 @ 08:04 pm

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.
emozione:: lazylazy
musica:: How I Met Your Mother/the Red Wings!
she's got a bandit heart.
10 December 2009 @ 12:00 am

It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the flinkkamingo3.

Which song was this lyric from?

Get your own lyrics:

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!
emozione:: busybusy
musica:: "Don't Rain on My Parade" in my head, thanks to Glee.
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07 August 2009 @ 12:02 am
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--
emozione:: blankblank
musica:: Conzy.