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Nov. 26th, 2003 10:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosWe may not have UPN here, but by God, we've got Bravo. *user snuggles Queer Eye rerun* Every time I watch this show, I'm comforted by the thought that any horrible traumatizing situation can be happily rectified by five gay guys showing up and ripping the place apart.
Did anybody else see the photo of Kyan in the People Sexiest Man Alive issue? And![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
qnotku wondered why I was licking the magazine. (Yes, I was actually licking the magazine. I licked Kyan, I licked Hugh, I licked Johnny, and every single one of them tasted like nasty perfume inserts.)
And you know what? I really have to introduce my dad to "Monster House" while I'm here. You know, it's easy enough to give snarky commentary about the builders when you're not a carpenter. I imagine my dad will throw things at the screen, like hammers and anvils and cats innocently passing by.
In other news, Thanksgiving was all right. Most of my family crammed into my aunt's living room, followed by most of my family passed out on the floor watching "Golden Girls" reruns. So basically, it's just like every other family holiday. It's usually only possible to differentiate the holidays in my family by waiting until dessert and doing basic pie math. Tonight, we had mincemeat, apple, and pumpkin ... therefore, Thanksgiving.
*user glances at TV* Somebody tell me why I'm watching "Scooby-Doo". Seriously. Hate Freddie Prinze Jr., hate the story, hate the dialogue, hate Scrappy, and just love the fact that SMG decided to display her acting range by turning Daphne in Buffy.
I think I may be subconsciously punishing myself for something, but I don't know what the hell for.
Did anybody else see the photo of Kyan in the People Sexiest Man Alive issue? And
qnotku wondered why I was licking the magazine. (Yes, I was actually licking the magazine. I licked Kyan, I licked Hugh, I licked Johnny, and every single one of them tasted like nasty perfume inserts.)And you know what? I really have to introduce my dad to "Monster House" while I'm here. You know, it's easy enough to give snarky commentary about the builders when you're not a carpenter. I imagine my dad will throw things at the screen, like hammers and anvils and cats innocently passing by.
In other news, Thanksgiving was all right. Most of my family crammed into my aunt's living room, followed by most of my family passed out on the floor watching "Golden Girls" reruns. So basically, it's just like every other family holiday. It's usually only possible to differentiate the holidays in my family by waiting until dessert and doing basic pie math. Tonight, we had mincemeat, apple, and pumpkin ... therefore, Thanksgiving.
*user glances at TV* Somebody tell me why I'm watching "Scooby-Doo". Seriously. Hate Freddie Prinze Jr., hate the story, hate the dialogue, hate Scrappy, and just love the fact that SMG decided to display her acting range by turning Daphne in Buffy.
I think I may be subconsciously punishing myself for something, but I don't know what the hell for.
