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Friday, 18 July 2008 02:53:41
Yup. I did it. I posted new stuff. Yippee!!! :biggrin: Thnks for riding. :kiss:
Friday, 18 July 2008 02:58:26
"OK, Dude," it's official, I am in serious danger of burning out my laptop. Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog is my drug of choice! Just about anyone who knows me, knows there is a definate entertainment aspect to my way of thinking. Almost anything someone says to me in conversation, I can relate to a song or a quote from a movie. I don't know why, that's just how I roll. Now, there is this wonderful multi-media event, starring actors I love and fantastic music that stays with you! Not that it was really necessary for the music to be memorable, since I just keep watching Acts 1 & 2. My conversations should be fantastic fun for those not in the know. Oh well, "we'll bend the world to our will." I didn't rush to see Act 1 and the site kept crashing. Yay, mass appeal! Great show of support, you sultry minxes! Once I saw it, that was it - "rapture inside of me is on the rise." I bought the iTunes Season Pass. I cannot wait to own it! I stayed up last night until Act 2 was posted. Now the wait for Act 3 is agonizing. Truthfully, it's a good thing I have to work. Otherwise, I'm afraid there would be some "lacy, gently wafting curtains" in my future. My family would find my lifeless body seated in my living room, Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog on repeat - very Miranda-esque. I'm not even going to think about the intense void when Act 3 is released and there is no more.
Friday, 18 July 2008 23:57:09
Try to do something nice for everybody, come to find everybody giving it a thumbs down. Try to make life easier on one person and just end up making it harder both on them and on someone else. Try to use your initiative and come to find nobody needed or wanted it and you should have just parked yourself and stayed the hell out of the way. O me, O life, how the hell much longer do I have to put up with you? How much more rain do you have to dump on me before the rainbow breaks? How many more times, life, do you insist on being a flock of pigeons in the park that take off and crap all over me in return for feeding you? Best of all, O me, O life, how damned long do I have to deal with you and have no one to lean on?