Martin Freeman just swore at Graham Norton. It was delightful. "Fuck you...I won a BAFTA." He's so dry. And I love his hairstyle. He's got sideburns right down to the bottom of his jaw, plus the hair is gelled in sort of a singery sort of way. Adorbs.
Willow ,'Get It Done'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I had a tasty drink and a nice glass of wine (and dinner) and a shmooze with my friend E, who is going to a conference tomorrow where she will be wined and dined by vendors for most of the week. I'm a bit jealous, since I get to spend the next week with three hairy dogs who won't let me sleep later than 6:30 AM.
The puppy has figured out that when I call her she ends up in the crate, so now she won't come when I call. Sneakky little thing.
I am watching Werner Herzog's documentary about prehistoric cave art on Netflix streaming. Pretty cool.
The Lasceaux Caves in France?
now she won't come when I call. Sneakky little thing
She comes when you feed her, doesn't she?
I saw that in 3D. It was very cool. It's the Chauvet Caves, Matt. [link]
She comes when you feed her, doesn't she?
Yup, but if I have a treat in my hand and she suspects I'm going to crate her, she won't come.
Like I said: very smart. Too smart for a dog, really.
I heard the use of 3D in that was very effective, though I guess I'll be seeing it flat when I get around to seeing it.
Maybe if you feed her beside her crate, or something, where she can't get away from doing something she wants, but it has to be RIGHT THERE?
ita !, I just sought that out on YouTube. Quite and very enjoyable. That really was the perfect response.
Oh, Karen Gillan, be serious: you will never be rid of fandom.
No, t, you're totally right. I don't have money to spend and I don't need anything. I just spent a hyuge amount of money (that I did have, combination of savings and Christmas) on the bow, which I wanted for a long time and researched and bought responsibly. I should now have fun with the thing that I bought.
It's just, I dunno how to explain it really. We have this sweet new car. I wore nail polish and makeup. I actually gave gifts to the family. I went to a store with a friend and bought something. It just felt like I was, I dunno, successfully faking being a normal suburban person. Like if I'd continued as a programmer I'd have this other life where I would buy normal things and be judged successful in my lifestyle by other people.
The truth is I don't want all that. And when I had it I wasn't particularly happy. But in my everyday life where I get worked up over a fifty cent coupon, I feel so distant from that mythical successful image. And normally I forget. But spending Christmas season up there I couldn't avoid it. I know it's just me being vulnerable to commercialism.
(But I still want nail polish. It was free with shipping! Or I could spend $25 and get shipping free!) But I don't need it.