Good heavens. Today is my friend Janne’s birthday. Janne turned 28 the year I met her; I remember quite specifically four years ago thinking I was the age then that she was when we met. We both of us thought that was pretty funny. Time, she had flown! Time, she has flown even more. I’ve known Janne–who is one of my oldest Internet friends–for twelve years now. I figured out she was in Europe in early 1994, not because of any idiomatic uses of language, but because of the hours…
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scroll to bottom to copy the html IMDB’s Top 100 Best Movies of All Timegenerate this HTML for your own page at ObeytheFist.com Rank Movie Didn’t See It/Started It/Finished It/Hated It! 1 Godfather, The (1972) 2 Shawshank Redemption, The (1994) Finished It 3 Godfather: Part II, The (1974) 4 Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King, The (2003) Finished It 5 Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, The (2002) Finished It 6 Casablanca (1942) Finished It 7 Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, The (2001) Finished It 8…
ten good things
I’m borrowing what I’m sure Deborah didn’t mean to be a meme and running with it, because yesterday was a very stressful day and focusing on some Good Things seems like a great idea. So, Ten Good Things About Today: 1. The panic-inducing idiocy of the British government telling me that our pets would have to go into 6 months of quarantine upon arriving in the UK because Alaska was not on the list of PETS-approved *countries* has been resolved by pointing out that Alaska is in fact part of…
blee.
I have just gone through my wardrobe. Again. And gotten rid of a significant chunk of stuff. Again. I now own maybe half a dozen outfits, mostly dresses and suits, that I have had in my possession for more than six months. Everything else is new. At least one of those outfits is bordering on too big, but I won’t get rid of it until it really is too big, because it’s my Magnificent Red Blazer, which is too awesome to not wear until I really can’t anymore. Another is…
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I went to bed at 2am last night, or something equally stupid. I have concluded I’m probably stressed about moving, as doing things for that was what was eating my brain last night. Well, that and Mike & the Mechanics’ “Living Years”, which, I swear to God, if I ever get a time machine I’m telling that stupid bastard to go talk to his goddamned father before the old man dies, because that fucking song has been stuck in my head for days, and it is just *depressing* as *shit*.…