Comic-Con 2008 – Part 2
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Now, where was I? Oh! yes, we were on our way to the MST3K reunion line (2 hours early, I should point out). We got to the ballroom and were promptly, metaphorically bitch-slapped by another Dirty Harry security dick. Us: Did you just say the line was closed? Dick: THERE IS NO LINE. Us: What? [...]
Comic-Con San Diego 2008 – Part 1 (*UPDATED – BECAUSE I FORGOT SOME STUFF)
On the way to San Diego we watched an episode of Angel and I had a teeny tiny nervous breakdown. There was a very, very weird flight attendant who looked a little like Valerie’s husband on t.v.’s Valerie. We were at the very front of the plane, so we got to sit across from him. [...]
I’m so high on caffeine right now
I’ve fucking started this post about 9 times, but for whatever reason, say, oh! being awake for 20 hours and being high as balls on caffeine – I keep fucking the thing up. I’ve tried to add a current (as in up the minute) photo of myself, sitting in the San Diego airport waiting for [...]
Neeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrddddddsssss!
I go to Comic-Con now! Will try to write and post pictures from “the road.”
Wanna know how I got these scars? or: How I learned to stop worrying and love the cheesy, pop musical
It should be no surprise that I went to the movies this weekend. I mean, I’m a geek who’s going to Comic-Con, so you KNOW I saw The Dark Knight on opening weekend. And if you really know me and my rather embarrassing penchant for musical theatre and unabashed, obsessive love of ABBA – then [...]
Oh! brother
So, it was my brother’s birthday last week and while I don’t normally embarrass him here – I’ve decided that sharing his unbearable cuteness would be kosher. When my brother was born, he hypnotized my parents with his adorableness and I quickly and officially got the “oldest child” shaft. I’ve tried not to hold it against him. [...]
Tracy
English surname, or Irish surname meaning ‘descendent of the fierce one’. I’m just assuming they mean Tyra Banks, right?
Mmmm…yep
So, you might have noticed that I haven’t really been blogging this week and you should know it’s not because I don’t love you. I just – haven’t felt like it. Some major “life” things have been going down and you know how it is- sometimes you want to “talk” about it and sometimes you [...]
The Bruiser hates freedom
It died again – on the 4th of July.
“A gross, English, titty vampire”
I know you’re all just dying to hear more about my adventures inside the sick, sad and obsessing world of Fertility message boards, but that will have to wait because a) I’m too tired. Lars and I just watched Jonestown: The Life and Death of the People’s Temple so I’m also b) depressed. Anyway – what [...]
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