where have i been?Posted: January 10, 2008
Funny you should ask…..
*in bed with the worst head ache of the year (for me, that is)
*in the car with Sophie (the kid’s got a lot of shit going on)
*in Free Union, watching the L-word.
There’s all sorts of things I might ought to fill you in on (heheh, 2 prepositions in a row is funny), like my deaf cat, my desire to be on vacation all the time, the recent warm weather and how it makes me want summer, my car situation, my views on the election, my lack of a roommate, but blah, blah, blah.
But what’s really important? The L-word. Yes, it was everything it’s cracked up to be: hot girls, outrageous plot lines and more hot girls. My friend who tivos it for me had us all set up: she’d recorded the last episode from the last season, too – as a refresher. We let her baby stay up to watch it with us (we covered her eyes during the sex, don’t worry) and then put her to be and broke out the chocolate cookies and hunkered down with the premiere.
Oh, my program…. as my grandma would say – so good and yet, so, really, not good. And yes, I am about to sit down with my dinner sized bowl of popcorn and re-watch it. What’s it to you?
(Warning! Possible spoilers! Jay, Vee – beware!)
The “Our Chart” (what-the-fuck-ever) version on line is edited within an inch of its life. The hot scene with Tasha and Alice at the end was totally cut all to shit.
“Oh-nine-hundred-o’clock in the morning” = best line of the show.
The “you love me but you’re not in love with me” conversation between Shane (*sigh*) and what’s her name? I’ve had that exact conversation. Only I didn’t run out and commit arson afterwards. This is why my life is not on Showtime. (I did hang on to a certain dutch oven and, more recently a very nice sweater – but I’ll be returning them both! I swear! But, F your I, break my heart and leave your shit at my house then it becomes part of the landscape and then I wear it and cook with it. Until I mail it back.)
Who the hell takes care of that baby all the time? And the pre-school interview scene made me ill. Ill. Please tell me that shit doesn’t really happen. Also, why was it weird for Angelica to sign something? Baby signs are painfully hip these days. (I mean in no way to bash baby signing – it’s great – but still, totally the baby fad for the new millennium)
Helena’s cell mate is hot.