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aftertherocketsBullet points are easier:
++ I have a dentist appointment in 45 minutes. I haven't been in about a year and I'm slightly worried that my teeth are falling out. Routine cleanings never end well for me.
++ Ashley and I hosted a dinner party Sunday night and got to play at being grownups for awhile and it was a lot of fun. There was thai food and wine and conversation and even a tickle fight. So, maybe not that grown up. Lots of fun while it lasted, though, I'm hoping we can do it again soon.
++ Actually, this weekend was pretty awesome, considering I worked for the majority of it. Racheal came to visit, and we watched TV and caught up on the last five months of our lives and went out for food and drinks at the redneck bar and it was generally a good time. I'm amazed at the amount of hangout time I packed into two and a half days considering I worked three full shifts. :p
++ Ha. So, basically, what Tissa said. I love BW to little bits, but Danny is kind of creepy. I burst out laughing at his little stalker speech to Jordan at the end of the episode, and I'm pretty sure that wasn't supposed to be one of the funny moments. :p And also, I find the idea of Jack/Jordan really kind of appealing in its wrongness. Plus, I don't know if Jack's being written a bit differently or if Steven Weber is just a better actor than I've given him credit for, but I kinda really like him right now.
Anyway, I am beyond not caring about Matt/Harriet right now, so a big WHATEVER to that random kiss. But! Matt's obsession with Christmas spirit was pretty amusing, and Cal playing along was even better. And, always, the more of Tom and Simon we get the better. I'm hoping that S60 can continue to stop taking itself so seriously, because last night's episode was actually fun.
++ We put up our Christmas tree last night. I'm so not into Christmas this year at all, but there's always something a little soothing about hanging up all those familiar ornaments. Other than that, I'm ready for January 1 now, thanks.
++ I have a dentist appointment in 45 minutes. I haven't been in about a year and I'm slightly worried that my teeth are falling out. Routine cleanings never end well for me.
++ Ashley and I hosted a dinner party Sunday night and got to play at being grownups for awhile and it was a lot of fun. There was thai food and wine and conversation and even a tickle fight. So, maybe not that grown up. Lots of fun while it lasted, though, I'm hoping we can do it again soon.
++ Actually, this weekend was pretty awesome, considering I worked for the majority of it. Racheal came to visit, and we watched TV and caught up on the last five months of our lives and went out for food and drinks at the redneck bar and it was generally a good time. I'm amazed at the amount of hangout time I packed into two and a half days considering I worked three full shifts. :p
++ Ha. So, basically, what Tissa said. I love BW to little bits, but Danny is kind of creepy. I burst out laughing at his little stalker speech to Jordan at the end of the episode, and I'm pretty sure that wasn't supposed to be one of the funny moments. :p And also, I find the idea of Jack/Jordan really kind of appealing in its wrongness. Plus, I don't know if Jack's being written a bit differently or if Steven Weber is just a better actor than I've given him credit for, but I kinda really like him right now.
Anyway, I am beyond not caring about Matt/Harriet right now, so a big WHATEVER to that random kiss. But! Matt's obsession with Christmas spirit was pretty amusing, and Cal playing along was even better. And, always, the more of Tom and Simon we get the better. I'm hoping that S60 can continue to stop taking itself so seriously, because last night's episode was actually fun.
++ We put up our Christmas tree last night. I'm so not into Christmas this year at all, but there's always something a little soothing about hanging up all those familiar ornaments. Other than that, I'm ready for January 1 now, thanks.
