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So I guess if you ever want me to watch something I am resistant to watching, the trick is to say "If you do I'll watch Friday Night Lights, Alexandra!!"

battlestar galactica through 1x04 )

ALL FOR YOU, DIZZY. AND HAPPY JUST BARELY BELATED BIRTHDAAAAAAAAY. I'm sorry I didn't sing :(

The Office was actually really delightful (and hilarious!) last night, I MISSED THAT FEELING. Too bad 3D Chuck wasn't. And now I'm going to watch tonight's HIMYM and pray my eyeballs don't fall out from all this TV before I get to the last eight pages of this gender studies reading.
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So maybe a week ago [livejournal.com profile] captaincatapult came up with this lovely litte meme thing that went like this:

Think of your favorite celebrity, the one who makes music sound better, movies and television brighter, the one you'd dash to the ends of the earth for if it meant you could save yourself from ever having to go a second without their magic. Then post your favorite 15ish photos of him/her! Your favorites of your favorite!

DELIGHTFUL, RIGHT???? The problem is I am not sure I have a celebrity like that. I have pervasive fondnesses for a long list of people, where I sort of smile when their name pops up (BY THE WAY, why didn't I know unti this week that Kate Mulgrew was in Equus with Danrad in NYC??? God, now I want to goooooooooo) but I don't think there's a single celebrity who could draw me to a movie theater with their name alone (although, tbf, I AM SO BAD AT SEEING MOVIES? The year is almost over and I'm pretty sure I've only seen four films in theaters), whose photo repretoire I know by heart (except I am actually inimately familiar with Rachel Bilson pictures??? I... don't even know.). I tend to obsess over my characters, and having a nice, funny actor who plays them is more icing than cake for me.

EXCEPT THEN I REMEMBERED MY LONG-STANDING LOVE AFFAIR WITH JUDY GARLAND!!!! )

I'm actually kind of glad Thanksgiving break is over, everyone I like from college went home and no one I like came home. I meant to do so much, though, and I did... pretty much none of it. STORY OF MY LIFE. I did discover the best yogurt brand at Whole Foods, though, it's called Rachel's and apparently it's British and they make flavors like Peach Green Tea and Berry Jasmine and Pink Grapefruit Lychee. YUM. And apparently Bones is moving to Thursdays in the spring, BLERG, of course they'd do that after Pushing Daisies is gone.

BUT I'M PRETTY SURE I DIDN'T SPRAIN MY KNEE? *\o/*?

Oh and happy birthday to both [livejournal.com profile] thecolorbetween and [livejournal.com profile] ofadoration! YOU TWOOOO. I'm almost too late as always, but I hope you had lovely days.
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I INTERRUPT YOUR NORMAL, TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY FLISTING TO BRING YOU THE FOLLOWING FORAY INTO ~*THE GOLDEN AGE OF HOLLYWOOD*~ REAL PEOPLE SHIPPING. )


And because I know it is unlikely I'll post before the 16th (and hey! It's already the 15th in London!), happy happy birthday to my old friend [livejournal.com profile] tashternal! And while I'm at it, happy belated, [livejournal.com profile] silverstars! FACT: October babies > all the other ones. I use both of you as proof of this.

Also, dear new friends, I'm sorry this incredibly random exercise in nostalgia is your introduction to me. I will commence polling and this-is-my-last.fm-ing at some to-be-determined date in the future. :D?

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Jun. 22nd, 2008 06:16 pm
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So [livejournal.com profile] secondstar and I made a friending meme heeeeeere, which is your cue to spend the evening filling things out and making new friends? Because I said so?

And ummmmmm, happy belated birthday to [livejournal.com profile] getchokedup!
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SO CYD CHARISSE DIED YESTERDAY?



Her trademark was always the classy sexy vampy saxophony dances (like the Cafe scene from this same film, and her breakout role in Singing in the Rain) but but but. She was always a ballet dancer. And I've always loved this one (from The Band Wagon, with Fred Astaire) best. It's the very pinnacle of old school falling-in-love-while-dancing movie scenes, and she's all grace and legs and style, and it's just the prettiest thing. I'M SO SAD SHE'S GONE, these people -- these old school dancing, singing, onscreen miracles of people -- made up a good 95% of my film exposure from the ages of 2-8, and now with Cyd, there's only really Debbie Reynolds and Mickey Rooney left. What a generation they all were. AND THEY'RE ALL MOSTLY DEAD.

I don't know. When famous people die the lj tributes always pop up and it's sad but I still don't really bother, but these MGM musical kids -- they're my people.

IN OTHER NEWS, I've been rewatching Alias (apparently when I sit myself down and say, "okaaaaaaay, ALEX. I know it feels like you don't have a lot of TV because none of it's on in the summer, but YOU DO. HAVE A LOT. And you don't need to watch more things to keep up with come fall!", I end up compulsively rewatching old things I loved once but haven't seen in awhile? This is an addiction/withdrawal thing, ISN'T IT? Should I be more worried about myself and my television watching habits?). Anyway, daaaaaaang, but I always seem to forget how much I love the Spyrents. They're the perfect foil to Syd and Vaughn, who are all young and shy and pretty and sweet and charming and OTPish (what later seasons?); and then Jack and Irina -- I mean, she actually broke him. There aren't really any words for that.

I do think Jack/Irina win, HANDS DOWN, over EVERYONE EVER*, for SHEER CHEMISTRY, because the tension between them is so thick and exquisite it actually kind of gets hard to pay attention to their dialogue.

*Exceptexceptexcept I haven't watched one of those kinds of MulderandScully scenes in like, three or four months so maybe I am not the most fair judge. The grand power of MULDER AND SCULLY might beat the Spyrents, but it also might not. I also think the Spyrents might beat them simply because Mulder and Scully kind of have to tone down their sexual tension to a mere hum so they can sort of concentrate on their paranormal crud whereas with Jack and Irina it is always. right. there. Buuuuuuuut M&S might beat them for MOST INTENSE MOMENT. I don't even know my own criteria! Oh god, I'm way way way overthinking this.

Todayyyy is kind of still [livejournal.com profile] jenaben's birthday!!! (Here it still is! And in California! And Vancouver! And Alaska! And... some pacific islands! SO YOU KNOW.) I have a super cheesy saying from a list of birthday quotes my aunt forwarded to me awhile ago: "Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul." ...so do you feel properly birthdayishly inspired yet???? BUT SERIOUSLY: your boundless articulate enthusiasm is one of the things that makes you the very best sort of LJ friend to haaaaave, and I'm super grateful to have you around. You're still too young for silly colloquialisms and any kind of wrinkles, though, I don't know why I try.
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You know those obnoxious picspams that are more words than picspamming? I, um, yeah. Sorry. This is mostly spoilery for the show, but there's movie stuff under the cut as well, so. Yes.

the boys of sex and the city )

I think it's super interesting how differently everyone perceives the men (and the women) of the show, though. My sister and I always agreed when we were first watching, but glancing at this article, EVERY SINGLE MAN is both loved and hated. The disparity is fascinating.

Just as a concluding thought, since I've just rambled about the boys SO DAMN MUCH when the girls are the true center of the show -- I think the reason this show means so much to me, in the end, is that it is the closest thing on television to the life I life. Not on the surface -- I'm obviously not a fabulous NYC girl with her own ginormous apartment and god knows how many pairs of designer footwear -- but the heart -- four girls who love each other unconditionally, sitting at a coffee shop, deconstructing every relationship they have? That's what my friends and I do, and that's what girls everywhere do. If you take away the pomp and circumstance, it's very very true to life.

So um, a week in to ankle sprain #3, and I've already broken an ankle brace. I knew it was coming -- Vivian and I had to do x-treme duct tape surgery on Sunday, but aaaaaaugh.

AND AND AND: happy (belated) birthday, [livejournal.com profile] allibabab!!! (Um, for the record, this post has been stewing in semagic for awhile -- when I started it, it WAS your birthday.) I know our LJ friendship is only a couple of months old, but DUDE, how right were we about being random soulmates?? I hope you ended up having a woooooonderful day.

P.S. [livejournal.com profile] book_babe: I am a horrible person who is going to the post office ASAP. Tomorrow.
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Happy Birthday [livejournal.com profile] captaincatapult!!! Oh Annnnnnna, you light up my life in a million different little ways. You're going to make such a wonderful adult now that this birthday has sort of kind of really actually made you one (oops, adverb vomit). Thanks for being born!


Today was convocation! This semester is officially 100% over, and I am so unbelievably glad. I MISS SCHOOL, and having silent conversations with the kid next to you when class is really boring, that last glance at the equations you wrote down on a notecard before you walk into a classroom to take that damn midterm, skimming because you don't feel like reading, having things to whine about!!! I'm sure this is falling on deaf ears because you're all finishing up finals and CANNOT WAIT TO GET OUT, but I cannot wait for fall academia.

But! Summer should be great too.

ANYWAY, this was a really nice week. For a lot of little reasons -- this part of spring always makes me unbelivably happy because the TREES! ARE SO PRETTY! and the air smells nice because of that, and I love my sister, and I have suuuuuch amazing friends who like to think about people as much as I do (it's funny how transient college makes my social sphere -- this week I'm losing a lot of people to their homes, but I'll see them next fall, but my best friends! are flying home!) and just music and smoothies and shopping and crappy soft serve ice cream. Life is so NICE sometimes, you know?! Not for any big reason! Just nice!

I also figured out how to torrent things (24.1% of Outrageous Fortune season 3, HA!) and I am unreaaaaasonably proud of passing this important internet rite of passage.

Plus, OHMYGOSH, television was phenomenal this week. AND SO! A kind of mini picspam.

except it's kind of large. EVERYONE WAS PRETTY, IT WAS HARD TO STOP MYSELF. )

Is anyone else kiiiiiiiiiind of annoyed about this whole ~internet release date~ for the XF2 trailer? They were going to be on the big screen! Looking large and pretty! In front of Iron Man! Pulling it and putting it on IGN is so... anticlimatic.
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Remember months and months ago, that sort of cross between a fanmix and a meme where you pick a song for ten of your OTPs? Well I have finally, finally gotten around to it.

lots of love stories! )

BY THE WAY, happy birthday yesterday to [livejournal.com profile] spentayearinla!!! This month I swear I'll get better at this.

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