Ok Jane Eyre it is. That and more paper to go through.
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 love Natalie Barney.
Finally ate at Rock Sugar at the nearby mall yesterday. It's been catching my eye for a while, but it always looked really busy. Yesterday we were there early for proper dinner, so we got seated quickly. I really liked the pan Asian fusion they had going on.
The pork belly buns were especially intense--sweet and bacony. I pretty much liked all the dishes (it was a sharing setup) and would definitely recommend them. And their lemongrass mojitos.
Anyway -- I would be better than poor ol' Mata Hari.
Well, sure. It was the glamorous part I was thinking of.
How could I forget that Bend It Like Beckham makes me cry? It's not exactly a big surprise. I didn't even make it through the tryout scene dry-eyed. I'd forgotten pretty much everything about this movie other than Parminder and JRM.
Running like a muppet, IIRC.
That game was nervewracking! We watched it with my grandmother because my parents' heat is out, so we were down there. She had already told my mother she wouldn't be up for dinner because of the game, which cracks me up. We'll have a Superbowl party for the four of us, because it's hilarious, and my mother and I love queso. But the Superbowl isn't actually played until nighttime, right?
Wow, JRM and Kiera Knightley dance really badly together. He's still exceptionally pretty.
Yeah, Jesse, the Superbowl is an evening thing. Although the pregame stuff starts roughly noon the previous day, I believe. @@
We had beef stew and crusty bread and I made something called Chocolate Chip Coconut Awesome bars, which were so rich and delicious, I felt about seventeen pounds heavier immediately. Sleepy now.