of doom pencil.

You wake up in the morning. You are me. And you have a pain in the lower right side of your abdomen. What do conclude?





*the Ileum is the transition from the small intestines to the large, and happens to be where the majority of active disease hides in my gut. FYI. LIKE YOU EVER WANTED TO KNOW.

Took me long enough. These are the answers from the I-have-a-list-of-characters-that-you-should-ask-me-silly-questions-about Game. Let's do this.

The characters I picked:
1. Miranda Priestly (The Devil Wears Prada)
2. Mundungus Fletcher (Harry Potter)
3. Dagny Taggart (Atlas Shrugged)
4. Sparrowhawk (A Wizard of Earthsea)
5. Karen Eiffel (Stranger than Fiction)
6. Con (Sunshine)
7. Menolly (Harper Hall Trilogy)
8. Dumbledore (Harry Potter)
9. Edward Cullen (Twilite)
10. Joan Holloway (Mad Men)
11. Richard Castle (Castle)
12. Creed Bratton (The Office)
13. Inara Serra (Firefly)
14. Dawn Summers (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
15. Romeo (Leo DiCaprio's version)

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Poor Mundungus and Karen Eiffel and Joan and Castle didn't get picked for the dance.

And any of you who have read my first drafts (which is like, none of you except Dana) know that I am completely and totally incapable of being srs bsns right off the bat. It's why it takes me so long to write them and also I hate it.

In an effort to speed up the process this time, I'm preemptively posting an outtake. This is from Kingis Quair, a 15th century dream vision. The narrator (James I of Scotland) is dreaming, and has been sent by Venus and Minerva to visit the goddess Fortune.

And at the last, behalding thus asyde,
A round place wallit have I found,
In myddis quhare eftsone I have spide
Fortune the goddesse, hufing on the ground...

Oh and PS, it's in Middle Scots. "Quh-" kinda makes the soft W sound like in "whiff" if you do it the ~proper way.

But anyway. "Hufing" apparently means "stationary" if the footnotes are to be believed (yes). But every time I read that passage I just imagine Fortune chillin on the grass huffing aerosol cans. Fortune is, like, so high.

And then I can't stop laughing.

Discuss.


Please note: if you choose Moulin Rouge!, you are dead to me (not really tho). Simply amend your vote in the comments saying that while the beginning is quite hilarious and amazing, the ending sucked. Just saying.


ETA: On second thought, I need to add an option c) I can't choose between SB and R+J, even though I have been thinking about it for the last 15 minutes. This is ridiculous.

DEAR grammar_glamour AKA THE ONLY PERSON I KNOW WHO KNOWS ANYTHING ABOUT THIS LIL WAYNE* FELLOW:

WHAT IS GOING ON IN THIS MACRO?

TY.










*AT LEAST I THINK THIS IS LIL WAYNE. MY RAPPER IDENTIFICATION SKILLS ARE WORSE THAN MY FASHION MODEL IDENTIFICATION SKILLS.


PS. EVERYONE PLEASE TO GIVE ME QUESTIONS.

Punch Brothers.



And Karen Elson.



At a freaking FREE bluegrass festival.




Chris Thile and Karen Elson. On the same stage. Probably singing together.

Basically amazing.


And I can't go.

Because money. Because I'm supposed to be two states away getting mouse protein pumped into my veins. Because it's the weekend after school starts.

Emily is going. And Angus.

Waaaaaant.



There's not enough :( in the world.

From fondued_jicama -- I have a list of 15 characters. Give me some prompts for them, stuff like "if 2, 4, and 12 were on a mountain freezing to death, which of them would be more likely to resort to cannibalism?" or "what sort of business arrangement might 7 and 8 make?"

And then I will post the answers! It will be fun. For me.

I think it'd be awesome to have a ton of these, so feel free to give me more than one!

Not only did they name check the Emmy awards in the episode that ran the night of the Emmys, they did a storyline where Sterling Cooper Draper Price won an award. ON THE NIGHT WHEN THE SHOW ITSELF WAS NOMMED.

INSANE.


Would've sucked if they hadn't won for Best Drama or whatever. Or so I've been told. I was watching better things (namely Star Trek: Wrath of Khan at Trek in the Pub). And I also don't have a tv.

Man, this show was losing me for the last couple eps. It didn't seem to catch its stride, and a lot of the eps seemed really obvious and not as subtle as I've come to expect. But this one...man. Lots of good themes. Plus bonus backstory Joan and Roger and Don (!). So good.

Also, it's nice to know that some of the things I've predicted are actually coming to pass, like the trouble with Lucky Strike because of the new ad laws, and the sexual tension between Peggy and the new art director (who, consequently, reminds me a lot of Nathan Fillion).

AND. The scene with Pete and Ken--they were both wearing the exact same outfit (down to the tie) in completely opposite colors. Blue vs gold. HILARIOUS.

Tonight I went to see Les Parapluies de Cherbourg with pellnell and her boyfriend/my boss Ian. I didn't know much of anything about the film other than it existed, and what Ian could remember on the way to the theater (which wasn't much). Apparently it's a beautiful and heartwrenching and gorgeous movie that won a Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival. It has 98% positive reviews on Rotten Tomatoes. Christy was totally wrecked at the end of it.

Me? I was trying really hard to keep a straight face. About fifteen minutes in, I was longing to watch it with a snarky friend in the privacy of my own home, so I could yell and throw things and squirm without ruining the experience for other people. My dislike for this movie and my inability to take it seriously are bubbling out of me as surely as Coke bubbles out a soft-serve pop machine, so I wrote a list of Why I Think The Umbrellas of Cherbourg is Highly Overrated:

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I would have cried if it were a ballet. Let's just leave it at that.

So the theater for Scott Pilgrim is fully of geeks, right? megu and I and everybody are just chillin', waiting for the awesome 8-bit Universal Studios logo at the start of the movie. The trailers play (including the one for Easy A, pellnell); I was kinda hoping for Tron: Legacy, but no dice. There's this one that looks like it's trying to rip off Inception's visual style (already, really?), all urban and wonky. "Not everyone is what they seem." It's a horror movie. Everyone is stuck in an elevator. They're getting picked off or something. It's kind of suspenseful. Tension builds; the music swells. "From director M. Night Shyamalan...."

Yeah, suspense broken. Somebody blows a raspberry. There's an audible "Ohhh." Somebody else laughs. In about 2.5 seconds the entire theater is completely cracking up. Best reaction to a trailer (minus Harry Potter, of course) I've ever seen.

Nice try, M. Night, but your cred is blown.



In other news, Scot Pilgrim vs. the World is hilarious and visually stunning. I recommend it. Michael Cera is Scott, Anna Kendrick is awesome and Kieran Culkin totally makes up for the fact that Joseph isn't in the movie. And since Joseph isn't there, Stephen Stills can't make out with him, which means he can make out with me. QED.