DAILY DOSE: "Hey Babe, the Sky's On Fire..."
Hey everyone, welcome back to the Kingdom.
So it seems that my life's finally starting to settle into some sort of routine. Not only does my energy level feel like's it up (indicating that my body's almost actually re-adjusted itself to the 6am - midnight timeline I've given it), but I'm also finding happiness in the simple little enjoyable parts of the week. For instance, you can always find me parked on Jerry & Nat's loveseat, Monday at about 8:30. It's always a great time hanging out with them (like I did all Sunday-- Karaoke Revolution is the Greatest Party Game Ever), playing XBOX, and watching 24 (LAST NIGHT WAS STELLAR! This Season feels like a runaway freight train...but I'll get to that in a minute). Also on my list of "never miss" things to do is head to the comic shop on Wednesday evenings. If you ever need to find me, Phantom of the Attic on Craig, sometime between 5:30 and 6:30 on Wed. is a pretty good place to start. I live for that. Meet me there, and you might get dinner at LuLu's out of it.
Anyway, my point is that things are feeling a lot more settled, which means that I might, just might, start writing here a little more often. Who really knows? I've let you down before, I'm sure.
Anyway, what's unsettling is the Pirates 4-11 start. I'm not talking about it yet, though, because I refuse to get pissy until May. Then. Then I'm going to get really angry. Let's just say that all of the optimism the city had built up over the offseason has officially dissipated in two weeks time.
Moving on, 24. I know there's not many of you out there watching it, other than Marc, so I'll keep it short and simple: this storyline, while occasionally predictible, has become one hell of a blast. But be warned, if Audrey dies next week (and I'm convinced that my girl and her now ruined hotness coat have a big red crosshair on them) I may just walk away. Even if the back-in-action Bill Buchanan is still around (although he'll probably bite it soon, too.). Though I just had a thought-- perhaps all of the Big Deaths this season were done just to shake things up enough that we won't be able to predict anything. Anyone could go at any time, and it's legitimatly scary. I was honestly super-concerned for Audrey last night. Good writing, no matter how you dice it up.
What else do i have today? Hmm..not a whole hell of a lot, I'm afraid. Let's try a little game for a moment: American Idol -- discuss. Personally, I've been roped in by my roommates, and now I look forward to it. Don't ask me why. It probably has something to do with my genetic disposition to love Kellie Pickler. As soon as I heard the words, "cute southern blonde," my interest was piqued, and i was hooked. Though I'm a staunch Chris supportor. Now that I've blogged about American Idol, it's time to shut down the Kingdom forever, no?
Okay, well..that was a new low. I'll catch y'all later. In the meantime, Song of the Day is a little James Taylor with "Carolina In My Mind".
be good to each other.
-apk
So it seems that my life's finally starting to settle into some sort of routine. Not only does my energy level feel like's it up (indicating that my body's almost actually re-adjusted itself to the 6am - midnight timeline I've given it), but I'm also finding happiness in the simple little enjoyable parts of the week. For instance, you can always find me parked on Jerry & Nat's loveseat, Monday at about 8:30. It's always a great time hanging out with them (like I did all Sunday-- Karaoke Revolution is the Greatest Party Game Ever), playing XBOX, and watching 24 (LAST NIGHT WAS STELLAR! This Season feels like a runaway freight train...but I'll get to that in a minute). Also on my list of "never miss" things to do is head to the comic shop on Wednesday evenings. If you ever need to find me, Phantom of the Attic on Craig, sometime between 5:30 and 6:30 on Wed. is a pretty good place to start. I live for that. Meet me there, and you might get dinner at LuLu's out of it.
Anyway, my point is that things are feeling a lot more settled, which means that I might, just might, start writing here a little more often. Who really knows? I've let you down before, I'm sure.
Anyway, what's unsettling is the Pirates 4-11 start. I'm not talking about it yet, though, because I refuse to get pissy until May. Then. Then I'm going to get really angry. Let's just say that all of the optimism the city had built up over the offseason has officially dissipated in two weeks time.
Moving on, 24. I know there's not many of you out there watching it, other than Marc, so I'll keep it short and simple: this storyline, while occasionally predictible, has become one hell of a blast. But be warned, if Audrey dies next week (and I'm convinced that my girl and her now ruined hotness coat have a big red crosshair on them) I may just walk away. Even if the back-in-action Bill Buchanan is still around (although he'll probably bite it soon, too.). Though I just had a thought-- perhaps all of the Big Deaths this season were done just to shake things up enough that we won't be able to predict anything. Anyone could go at any time, and it's legitimatly scary. I was honestly super-concerned for Audrey last night. Good writing, no matter how you dice it up.
What else do i have today? Hmm..not a whole hell of a lot, I'm afraid. Let's try a little game for a moment: American Idol -- discuss. Personally, I've been roped in by my roommates, and now I look forward to it. Don't ask me why. It probably has something to do with my genetic disposition to love Kellie Pickler. As soon as I heard the words, "cute southern blonde," my interest was piqued, and i was hooked. Though I'm a staunch Chris supportor. Now that I've blogged about American Idol, it's time to shut down the Kingdom forever, no?
Okay, well..that was a new low. I'll catch y'all later. In the meantime, Song of the Day is a little James Taylor with "Carolina In My Mind".
be good to each other.
-apk
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