Well, here it is, No Whining Wednesday again, and I'm home sick in bed. For the fourth consecutive day. Some kind of gross, disgusting head cold-slash-plague that is making me cough so hard I pee a little and making me blow my nose incessantly. My poor, chapped nose. But, in the spirit of the day, the bright side: Today, I watched Mega Shark Vs. Giant Octopus on the Netflix Instant Watch doohickey, which is possibly the greatest film ever created. (P.S. Dear friend Myysharona has an amazingly funny real-time review of it up on her blog. Read it. You won't regret it.) My favorite parts: the guy who freaks out when he sees the Mega Shark leaping at his plane just before he gets eaten is, I'm pretty sure, the same extra who is running down the stairs behind Electric Youth (I'll never be able to think of her as anything but, Sharon) and the lab coat who's yelling at her in the VERY NEXT SCENE. It's probably a bad production decision to use your actors like that. Lamas's greezy, slicked-back douchetail. The fact that "science" = what it did when I was 5, i.e. pouring colored liquids between fancy-shaped beakers and frowning at them. Oh, and the dialogue. Amazing. I can't even begin to do justice to the dialogue.
And then tonight I got to watch Glee, all the way from the beginning (I have a class on Wednesdays that generally prevents me from catching the first few minutes, but since I'm sick, I skipped out on it). Jane Lynch is freakin' awesome and should be, as I have said elsewhere and repeatedly, in EVERYTHING EVER. Bonus: I also got to catch So You Think You Can Dance for the first time in its new, exciting fall incarnation. Oh, and another bonus to the plague: I haven't worn pants for like a total of an hour over the last four days. Yay! for pantslessness!
So, it's a short one tonight, kids, because I need to go to sleep now so I can get up in the morning and see whether I can make it to work without hacking all over everybody or stay home again and watch some more awefulsomely (TM Barney Stinson) bad movies and hack my brains out in my comfy chair. I hope everyone else's 3-month anniversary of No Whining Wednesday was good, though! (P.S. I tried, Lainey! I really did!)
6 comments:
that wasn't too bad.
i got hardly a flutter on my inner gripe-o-meter. it's hard to be a bitch with debbie gibson on.
(i know what you're thinkin/ i can see it in your eyes/ you wanna give out love another try/ i'm so glad you realized...)
anyway, i hope you feel better. if i were there, i'd dose you with thera-flu and make you a mix tape.
get well!
damnit, OUR love not out love. out love is something altogether different.
Hahaha, isn't it a terrible/awesome movie? If you're gonna be sick, you should at least be able to enjoy some seriously bad cinema.
Also, I'm glad you also refer to her as "Electric Youth." We should get more people on that train.
I Still haven't seen the brilliant awefulsomeness of MS/GO. I shall be rectifying that, post haste. I would also like to add a Yay! for AvB pantslessness.
That's not even close to whining! Aww, I'm sorry you're feeling poorly, Miss Ladyface. You're a trooper. A pantsless, pretty trooper and I would totally hug you, but you have germs. Ick. I hope you feel better super soon!
You guys are the sweetest, by the way. I literally took an entire week off of work for this stupid sickness, but you all cheered me right up with your sweet comments. Thanks bunches, my little lovies!
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