Asta 2

Six Days and Still Nothing to Say

Could my life be any more boring? Apparently not. I haven't posted since the fifth and I still got nothing.

I could talk about seeing the movie Outbreak this weekend on TV and wondering what the hell Rene Russo, Dustin Hoffman, and Kevin Spacey were thinking? The first fifteen minutes were reasonably good and raised some intriguing (and scary) questions. Then I can only assume the studio wanted a love story thrown in. Because when there's an unknown, 100% fatal virus that's already killed hundreds within a few days and can potentially wipe out the entire population of the US, what the audiance really wants to know is if a divorced couple can find love with each other again. What makes it more special is having the couple be Rene and Dustin who generate the same kind of heat you'd find in the Antarctic.

I don't even have the strength to recount all the plot travesties that occureed so that the disease could spred really, really fast....like a lab technichian sticking his hand in a still moving piece of equipment to take out a blood sample, which causes it to break and splatter blood all over his face, then have him go to the movies that night suffering from a killer flu (literally).

I could talk about the Impressionist exhibit I saw on Sunday. It was nice...from what I could see. People, the benches they provide are for sitting back and looking at work instead of, oh, standing twelve inches from it and blocking everyone elses view. Of course, it's made worse by said people rewinding the portable recorders they are carrying to tell them what they should think about the work. It would be silly to draw your own impressions. Yes, pun intended.

I could talk about work....but, best not too.

I can mention how the rat bastards at USA cancelled Touching Evil. And Alias won't be back until January. What does it say that Las Vegas is now the show I'm most looking forward to returning?

Oh, I went to the dentist yesterday. My dentist has put a watch on teeth 11 and 12. I can only guess this is part of the governments new terrorism precautions. I swear, it's only a coincedence I'll be in New York while the Republican Convention is going on.

If you haven't already guessed, yes, I am PMSing. :p
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If you haven't already guessed, yes, I am PMSing. :p

You're very funny in your PMSitude. I normally just throw things and then cry when they break. :)
See, I'd throw things, but then they break and I'm too cheap to want to spend money to replace them. :p
The only good thing that came from Outbreak is the notion in Chasing Amy of a skanky person being all crudded up like the monkey in Outbreak. That's my favorite "reason I wouldn't sleep with a celeb crush" explanation. :)

And the ending would have been far, far better had they all just died already. Sheesh.
And the ending would have been far, far better had they all just died already. Sheesh.

I was actually waiting for Dustin to kiss Rene so he'd get sick too and they'd die together. How romantic that would have been!

And could someone explain to me how Cuba Gooding managed to fly a helicopter, seemingly cross country, on one tank of gas?
Awww. Poor sweet cranky girl. Need a hug? From Hugh?

I've missed you! I wondered what you were doing and now I know. Hey, weeks go by without a word from me, so I understand your lack of things to say. At least you're funny when you do speak up.

xoxoxo
You've missed me?! Do you have any idea how many questions I have to field about you in chat Missy? You're very missed yourself.

I almost called you last night, but I thought you might be working. Then I got distracted by five gay guys. ;)

::smooches::
Oh, I went to the dentist yesterday. My dentist has put a watch on teeth 11 and 12. I can only guess this is part of the governments new terrorism precautions. I swear, it's only a coincedence I'll be in New York while the Republican Convention is going on.

Live from NY....it's Asta! Reporting from the Republican National Convention. Hey, wake up people!
If I have to stand here with my mouth open and teeth #'s 11 & 12 pointed at Tom Delay, I'm not doing it alone.


If you haven't already guessed, yes, I am PMSing. :p

Ah! Sounds like you can use the button I have hanging at my desk for just such PMS emergencies:
Stop cowering! When I want you on your knees I'll let you know!

Grab chocolate hon, feel better!
I'm not sure they'll let me into the convention with my Nader for President t-shirt on.

Oh, the chocolate has already been grabbed. Tomorrow we're having an ice cream cart at work (I kid you not) and Thank God for that.
My dentist has put a watch on teeth 11 and 12.

But why would you want a watch in your mouth? You'd need a mirror and torch to see it.

*Stands a polite distance from Asta to see if she will growl, or wag her tail. Sees the Asta lip curl. Places chocolate chip and hazlenut cookies on ground, and slides them towards her with a broom*
A torch? Well, that'll hurt! Oh, wait, you mean a *flashlight*. You silly Brits and your old fangled expressions. :p

For the record, it's peanut butter chocolate chip cookies that soothes this savage beast...
Poor thing, I hear ya, I've been feeling like that for the last month.

I could talk about the Impressionist exhibit I saw on Sunday. It was nice...from what I could see. People, the benches they provide are for sitting back and looking at work instead of, oh, standing twelve inches from it and blocking everyone elses view. Of course, it's made worse by said people rewinding the portable recorders they are carrying to tell them what they should think about the work. It would be silly to draw your own impressions. Yes, pun intended.

That reminds me exactly how it was when we went to see the Monet exhibit years ago - you know I can't see over a leprechaun, so the fact those dolts had to plaster their noses against the canvases made me want to do violence on them.
It sounds, unfortunately, as if there is no joy in Mudville. You need a Hugh fantasy. How about:

You manage to stagger through your door after work. You fall to the sofa and while lying there, exhausted, eyes closed, you suddenly hear the sound of soft music filtering out to you from somewhere in the apartment. You open your eyes and notice the candles lit in various locations around the dark room. Then you sense a presence. You turn your head and leaning over you is Mr. Hugh Jackman (miraculously unmarried - you just know this, he doesn't have to tell you). He laments your tired condition in his sexy Aussie voice as he walks around the sofa. Too stunned to speak, you don't protest as he scoops you into his arms and carries you into the bathroom. Slowly, he undresses you (again no protests) and then lowers you into a deliciously warm bath. Grinning, he watches you soak and then kindly offers you a spoonful of your favorite ice cream. As you lick the ice cream from your lips, you watch him rise from his perch on the side of the tub and move around behind you. Then you feel his hands on your shoulders. You shiver as they slide up your neck and he begins to massage your head. He strokes your hair slowly running his fingers oh so sensuously through it, whispering low and lewdly in your ear as he does so.

I'm going to stop now, the rest is up to you.

I'm going to stop now, the rest is up to you.

That fact that you came up with that much scares me more than a little bit...especially when it's ME you're talking about!
Lets hope teeth 11 and 12 dont try to subvert your other teeth, otherwise you may get Government agents russhing into your mouth!

*Hugs*
I can mention how the rat bastards at USA cancelled Touching Evil.

I can't believe them. Bastards.
I thought cable was suppose to be more patient with allowing shows to find an audiance? Especially when they stick it on Friday nights. :( Now I guess I'll have to wait and see if they put it on DVD.
You're PMsing? I couldn't tell. :P

And I am going to the dentist tomorrow about several sore teeth, so my sympathies, sweetpea.
So, I shouldn't tell you the story about the 24 year old who had to have all his teeth pulled because he had never been to a dentist?

Hey, why weren't you in chat? Kes showed up just for you. Apparently I'm not a draw. :(
#*%&$@(! They cancelled Touching Evil?

Fabulous. The only thing I have to look forward to this fall is Arrested Development. Well, and I'm mildly curious to see if Jane E. can perform miracles on Tru Calling.
Ah, yes, by some miracle Arrested Development was renewed. If it manages to win the Emmy for best comedy (and it should) I think we can rest assured it will be on another full season.

I still have Alias (belatedly), Scrubs, Las Vegas (if only because for Josh), and *hopefully* Lost will not disappoint. But, for someone who use to have at least one show every night to watch, thems is pretty slim pickins.
The movie Outbreak had about the worst casting I have ever seen. Unbelievable.

Have you considered watching Monk or the Dead Zone? Stargate SG-1, Stargate Atlantis?

Or of course Venom ER on Animal Planet, my latest strange obsession.

I actually do watch The Dead Zone. I've tried to watch Monk. I know I'm in the minority, but I just don't find it interesting or amusing.

And as much as I love sci-fi, I've never been able to get into Stargate.

My latest strange obsession? Celebrity Poker. Still haven't quite grasped all the rules, but I love watching them play.