Pretty sure my laptop has melted down thanks to this past week. Also, my computer.
Pretty sure my laptop has melted down thanks to this past week. Also, my computer.
That series was both hilarious and painful to watch.
My mom had just been saying earlier in the day that she was never interested in Who…and then one of my friends posted a picture of Capaldi and apparently she's now halfway through the Eccleston season.
I just re-read it last summer for a book club. My favorite part is how Andrews dedicated the book to her mother. I kind of want a VC Andrews biography now.
I don't know, man, I saw it in theaters when it first came out. (In my defense, I was fifteen.) You can't have been worse than the guy behind me, who kept screaming "BULLLLLLLLLSHIT, BITCH!" throughout the big wedding scene.
I VOLUNTEER!
That's fair. I like it, but it's not my favorite Joni Mitchell song. Something about the cover just sets my teeth on edge.
Damn.
That fucking pointless cover of "Big Yellow Taxi", by Counting Crows. Holy shit, that makes me see red. Know why that big yellow taxi took your brother away, Adam Duritz? Because he wants nothing more to do with you and your shitty fucking reworked lyrics. That's why.
So many dates where we were chauffeured by the guy's dad. So many.
Awww, Dozer.
Cumberbatch is appearing on Top Gear next week or something. I am hopeful about the future.
I don't even have to click to know that's Barrowman!
Or the people in Shark Attack 3 screaming "NO! NO! NO!"…as they take a running leap INTO the mouth of the megalodon.
I thought it would be over for me once the movie ended.
I had to run laps twice a week after school to make up points I'd lost for not wearing white socks to gym class. Stickin' it to The Man with Wigwam slouch socks in several different colors!
HEY…oh wait, just saw my high school pictures, never mind.
That remains my favorite from this feature. Finding out someone else hates "Imagine" was pretty fucking awesome. I love the Beatles and John Lennon, but after reading that particular piece I lit up a cigarette.
The one that gets a lot of play at my house is "What works for me, see, is the cocoa." Bobby's delivery kills me.
The next ones will be Dori and Ori. I'm thinking Tolkien reboot a few years down the line.