reading: Bitter is the New Black, by Jen Lancaster. I’m only about a quarter of the way into it, and it’s hilarious! I’m enjoying it a lot. I can totally see this book being made into a movie.
Recently finished: The Twelfth Card, by Jeffery Deaver. I adore Lincoln Rhyme and Amelia Sachs. I have a hard time thinking of Rhyme as a white guy, though, since Denzel Washington played him in The Bone Collector. Anyway, an excellent book, with a lovely surprise at the end.
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I had to get up early again this morning to take Fred to work, since my car’s still in the shop. They couldn’t seem to find anything wrong with it yesterday, so they decided to let it sit overnight and see if starting it cold this morning would make the problem show up.
For the record, it’s running rough and kind of sluggish.
My car’s a pain in the ass sometimes, but I still love the little guy.
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You know how there are cell phones out now that double as mp3 players? I think that the next thing Apple should create is a cell phone/ iPod player. Because I suspect that the current line of phones/ mp3 players leave a little to be desired – surely the music is tinny and not up to iPod standards – and Apple could capture a whole ‘nother market.
Actually, I think a cell phone/ iPod/ word processor in one tiny little package would be cool.
You’re about to tell me that they already make those, aren’t you?
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I watched
Singles yesterday, because
Netflix sent it to me (uh, because it was in my queue, not because they randomly sent it to me) and I wanted to get it watched and sent back so I could start on the first disc of
Veronica Mars, season one. Did you know Cameron Crowe made that movie? I had no idea. Anyway, Kyra Sedgwick is in the movie, and it kept nagging at me that she looked like someone, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, and then it struck me…
Kyra Sedgwick.
Corey Feldman.
It’s mostly around the eyes that they resemble each other, but I’m telling you – they could totally play brother and sister in a movie. If Corey Feldman wasn’t a self-important has-been asshole, that is.
Someone pointed out when I went in for surgery last week that I was a big tease, because last year I wrote an entry hinting at the fact that I’d made a big decision and was following through on it – it was
this entry, and I was doing a meme, and it said
What was your biggest achievement of the year? Finally coming to a decision and starting to follow through on it (she said cryptically). and
Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004. Never say never. And then several months later when she wondered what I’d been talking about, I completely acted like I didn’t know what she was talking about.
I
did know what she was talking about, I just wasn’t ready to reveal The! Big! Secret! Sorry about that, reader; I’m sure you understand!
Also, if you look in the comments to
that entry, you’ll note that at least one reader guessed weight loss surgery. And that I didn’t respond to that at ALL. What’s funny is that one of the first commenters guessed weight loss surgery and I freaked out and deleted the comment. Heh.
I’m a dork.
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“I… do not know how this happened to me. I jumped up for a belly rub, and suddenly I was in this convoluted position. It’s surprisingly comfortable.”
Brudderly love.
All of today’s uploaded pictures can be seen
here.
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Previously
2005: Yes, I use the same kind of lotion as my CAT.
2004: No entry.
2003: Anyway. Enough about my underwear.
2002: You’ve been warned, skank hos out there who would swoop down upon my husband in his grief and get him to marry you.
2001: Yeah, that’s me, not giving a shit if they can see me or not…
2000: Really, what other journaller will thrill you with pictures from the litter box?]]>