Happy Birthday Nathan

I’ve conducted a very scientific study today and concluded that although it’s impossible to be bored to death, you can easily be bored stupid. Our computer system has been down since I got here this morning and I’m ready to poke my eyes out. Five hours of mind numbing, butt numbing nothingness. Uggh. Most employers would have sent us all home by now. Shoot, by noon. At least I have a job, right?

Why isn’t there anything extra awesome on the internets today? There was this and although Joss is always awesome there’s only so many times you can re-read a short, snarky article. I’m on about my fifth time.

There are also only so many times you can walk away from your desk to make tea, hoping that the computer will be up when you get back, and then not bash your head against your desk because it isn't. Can you believe how badly I want to work right now? Also, with lots of tea comes lots of pee. My day has been just a wee bit annoying.

I’m either bored stupid, exhausted from my allergies waking me up at midnight, exhausted from the crap OTC meds keeping me up, or I’ve just run out of stuff to ramble on about. I’ve got nothing.

So instead of trying to come up with something to blog about, I’m going to fall back on my usual. Photos of hot boys.

Today, like most days it seems, our hot boy is Nathan Fillion. Nate is 36 today, and he just keeps on getting prettier. His movie Waitress premieres in LA this weekend, rumor is he's going to be on Lost again on April 4th and his new show with Tim Minear, Drive (which looks beyond good), premieres on April 15th. Okay, enough about how busy and talented he is...on with the hotness of him.

Drive photos

Creepy bleedin' preacher Nathan

Bedroom Nathan

I'm Bill Pardy Nathan

Action figure Nathan

The Wrong Ryan Nathan

Damn! Nathan

Two Guys and A Girl Nathan?

Soap Opera Nathans


And the only thing better than tattooed

Naked Nathan?

Nathan in a kilt!

Okay kids, have a much more fun day than me! Shouldn't be hard.

Poor baby

Happy Birthday Buffy!

So I celebrated the 10th anniversary of BtVS by watching one episode from each season. Kind of like a potato chip, it was so hard to stop at just one. Here's what we watched yesterday:


Season One: Prophecy Girl...the dress, the Master, the first time Buffy dies. Good Stuff.


Season Two: Innocence...there have been many a thesis written on this one. Let's just say that boys can be brutal and leave it at that. David Boreanaz was crazy thin and we all discovered that Joss is a genius.


Season Three: Dopplegangland...evil Willow, Oz at the Bronze, "Bored Now", that pink sweater and " And I think I'm kinda gay."


Season Four: Hush...so creepy, best horror BtVS. Perfectly executed episode about communication. And most of it is silent.


Season Five: The Body...not sure I ever cried through an entire episode of anything before. Heart wrenching. Buffy's reaction is so realistic. And Dawnie at the end? Uggh.

Season Sex: Once More, With Feeling...the musical episode. I can still remember how excited I was to see this episode. Excited and a little scared. This is when I learned to trust Joss without question, he can do no wrong. The best episode of TV ever. And yet, maybe not my favorite episode.

Season Seven: Chosen...had to go with the series finale. "Mommy, this mortal wound is all itchy", slice and dice Anya, Nathan Fillion!, the girl with the baseball bat, goddess Willow and the Welcome to Sunnydale sign falling into the ground. Girl power goodness.

So, 7 episodes down, 137 to go.

Actually, Macaroni decided he wanted to watch his favorite Buffy, so we wrapped it up by watching Halloween from Season Two. Everyone turns into their costumes. My favorite part: Giles, when he sees Willow for the first time.

Enough geeking out for me. Off to see if my tax refund is in the bank yet. And I need to figure out what time it really is.

Okay, I'll probably watch a few more episodes before I put her back on the shelf. Joss is so right...it does whisper to you when you're sleeping.

Motivation

So I've been feeling pretty sorry for myself lately. I really need to get some stuff done. Like start exercising, clean the house, apply for a home improvement loan or refinance or something. We're going to a home improvement fair this weekend, so hopefully I'll be inspired to follow through with that.

I stopped to pick up my credit report at the bank today. Again with the feeling sorry for myself. I've got good credit, even excellent by some standards. But I've got a ton of "potential debt" from stupid store credit cards that I opened just for the discount, then paid off the bill but never closed the account. Like tens of thousands of dollars of potential debt. I think I've already shredded most of the cards so it's going to be a pain to find all the phone numbers to cancel the cards. I really wish I had a personal assistant for just this kind of situation. This, and finding a pair of pants that fit right.

Jboy went to the dentist today and found out that he had two cavities. Two! Both of my babies with rotten teeth, I'm so ashamed. Macaroni sees the orthodontist tomorrow to find out if he has to have his cavities filled...they're on baby teeth. I feel so guilty because I was late getting them in for their appointments. I know it's not the end of the world, I had cavities when I was little but I just feel so bad. It's 2007, shouldn't we have found a way around this by now? Impenetrable teeth, flying cars and robotic boyfriends? Is that too much to ask for?

Watching The Departed three times in just a few days hasn't helped with my mood either, although it's doing wonders for my Boston accent. And I was right, they did miss something. I'm tempted to Netflix the second disc just to see if it's addressed in the commentary. It's a great movie but I would have voted for Sunshine instead.

We had a luncheon today at work, complete with catered meals, little gifts and a motivational speaker. He was actually really good and quite funny and although I was entertained, I was not motivated. Not even a little. We all got little zippered portfolio-type organizers. The kind you can find Target for about $20. I'm sure they got a huge discount buying in bulk, but still. It's like they don't know what we do. Never in a million years would I need this little thing for work. I might use it for a job interview...which is what almost everyone in the huge ballroom was thinking. I'd way rather have a day off than a so-so meal (the vegetarian lunch is usually really good but it was pretty crappy this year. Egg/potato/vegetable pancake thingies, way over cooked carrots & green beans and very bland rice) and a "play nice with your teammates" pep talk. When will they stop wasting money on stupid crap and just hire some more people already?

To top it off, I got a late client and missed 3 trains. Macaroni was a little snotty about getting home so late and I'm dead tired. But then, like magic, I found a little motivation in the mailbox. (Jboy had already taken in the mail but he always manages to miss at least one envelope, so I check everyday.) There it was. A letter from my friend TwoG's with a check for the Bowl A Thon. But get this, there was also a check from a woman I've never met. TwoG's had passed along my email and her friend Carla donated too. These girls are awesome. And now I'm all motivated. Or at least I promise to be tomorrow. Right now I'm going to bed.

Smart = sexy, but some people's brains? Not so much

Joss is so super sexy, even when he's blurry. Lots of new Joss interviews out now that he's no longer busy writing WW. I just finished reading the last of BKV's Runaways and I'm waiting by the mailbox for J's first issue. I've missed him. And isn't he so very pretty?

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It's still snowing. I can't even talk about it.

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I'll have to post a couple of new movie reviews sometime when I'm not so lazy. And because that day may never come, here's a tiny review of the last two movies I saw: Little Miss Me and The Departed.

I loved Sunshine the first time I saw it and it's possible that I laughed even more again last night. I'm so glad Alan won the Academy Award. Perfection...although Jboy preferred the alternate ending with the ginormous trophy.

I have to watch The Departed again before I decide how much I liked it. Not nearly as much violence as I expected, but what there was looked so realistic. Gah, too many brains...so not sexy! I usually love Damon and can't stand Leo, but this was the total opposite. And I hated Damon in a good way. I did like the movie, just not sure I loved it. Either I missed something or they missed something. Something I consider pretty big. And since it won the Oscar and all, I'm assuming I missed it. It was late and I had just put both of my kids on punishment, which I don't think has ever happened before. Mean mommy = slightly distracted mommy. Jboy and I are going to watch it tonight so I'll let you know.

Ice bullets

So much for going to see The Glass Menagerie tonight. Me and Jboy are not going to brave the weather, wimpy Minnesotans that we are. At least I only paid $4 for the tickets. We’ve already gotten about five to six inches and there’s no end in site. Okay, that’s not really true. I think the snow is supposed to stop around dinner time tomorrow.

Such a boring, craptastic day. No good gossip or naked photos of my boyfriend in nothing but a cast on the internet, we were already bumped out of the top ten fundraisers for the bowl-a-thon and the store downstairs closed early so I can't even binge on chocolate. And worst of all, no new episodes of Veronica Mars until May. MAY! Now you see why I need the chocolate.

One piece of good news, should it turn out to be true. Universal just maybe might be releasing a Special Edition version of my all time favorite movie ever, Serenity. I swear I’ll buy anything Joss sneezes on. And BtVS Season 8 should be shipping within the next 10 days. I think.

Okay, let's all pray for piles of snow and a government shut down tomorrow! I've got things to do.