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twix query
Apr. 20th, 2004 02:22 pmWhy did I just eat a Twix bar? There was no reason for that. I vaguely wanted one but probably could have gone without, but I ate the whole thing in ten minutes and now I feel sick. This brings up an important question: When one is talking about eating one traditional-sized package of Twix candy, is that eating one candy bar or two? Technically I suppose it's two, since there are two bars, but it's only one package so it feels like the two together should count as one candy bar. Hm. Something to ponder.
In other news: I completely forgot about Everwood last night. This came right on the heels of me completely forgetting about Alias on Sunday night. Grr, I say. Grr! I do this all the time, along with my other popular method of self-annoyance: taping shows and then forgetting about them. Or, to be accurate, not so much forgetting about them as forgetting where they are. I have approximately eight billion VCR tapes, which I've accumulated since I was about thirteen, and I have this thing about labeling them: I don't. Or maybe I'll label them once, in a fit of organization, but never again, no matter how many times it's taped over.
It's all because of this completely unjustified faith in my own memory -- I always think I'll remember stuff like, say, last Wednesday's Keen Eddie is on the unlabeled tape on my dresser, while this week's Keen Eddie is on the unlabeled tape on top of my TV, and last Wednesday's ep of The OC is on the tape labeled "ABC Soaps" standing upright next to the VCR. And then I leave the room, and the information vanishes, so that the next time I'm there, I just find myself staring in front of the TV willing the tape with the show I want to watch to snake its way out of the pile, or start glowing, or something.
I must say, in my defense, that it does sometimes work. For example, a few weeks ago when I became fixated on Astaire/Rogers musicals for a week or so, I decided I absolutely positively NEEDED to see the ones I'd taped off of Turner Classic Movies back in high school. I hadn't watched the tape in five years or so, I'd guess, but I knew to go to the back of the pile and pull out the one marked "Beyond the Sea" (it had been originally used to tape that X Files episode about Scully's father), where Follow the Fleet and Swing Time were both found. Also discovered on the tape: an episode from Sunset Beach! OMG, I so totally LOVED that show back in high school, and wow, it was TERRIBLE. The episode I taped was from when they were doing that Poseiden Adventure storyline with the boat flipping over. It was awful. Awful! Naturally, I loved it then and now.
Speaking of awful things I typically love, I went to see the teenie flick
( The Prince and Me )
I just realized that they dropped off the mail I'm supposed to distribute sometime in the past hour or so and I totally didn't realize it, even though the mail drop off place is, you know, ON MY DESK. Must go deliver mail. Fun fun.
In other news: I completely forgot about Everwood last night. This came right on the heels of me completely forgetting about Alias on Sunday night. Grr, I say. Grr! I do this all the time, along with my other popular method of self-annoyance: taping shows and then forgetting about them. Or, to be accurate, not so much forgetting about them as forgetting where they are. I have approximately eight billion VCR tapes, which I've accumulated since I was about thirteen, and I have this thing about labeling them: I don't. Or maybe I'll label them once, in a fit of organization, but never again, no matter how many times it's taped over.
It's all because of this completely unjustified faith in my own memory -- I always think I'll remember stuff like, say, last Wednesday's Keen Eddie is on the unlabeled tape on my dresser, while this week's Keen Eddie is on the unlabeled tape on top of my TV, and last Wednesday's ep of The OC is on the tape labeled "ABC Soaps" standing upright next to the VCR. And then I leave the room, and the information vanishes, so that the next time I'm there, I just find myself staring in front of the TV willing the tape with the show I want to watch to snake its way out of the pile, or start glowing, or something.
I must say, in my defense, that it does sometimes work. For example, a few weeks ago when I became fixated on Astaire/Rogers musicals for a week or so, I decided I absolutely positively NEEDED to see the ones I'd taped off of Turner Classic Movies back in high school. I hadn't watched the tape in five years or so, I'd guess, but I knew to go to the back of the pile and pull out the one marked "Beyond the Sea" (it had been originally used to tape that X Files episode about Scully's father), where Follow the Fleet and Swing Time were both found. Also discovered on the tape: an episode from Sunset Beach! OMG, I so totally LOVED that show back in high school, and wow, it was TERRIBLE. The episode I taped was from when they were doing that Poseiden Adventure storyline with the boat flipping over. It was awful. Awful! Naturally, I loved it then and now.
Speaking of awful things I typically love, I went to see the teenie flick
( The Prince and Me )I just realized that they dropped off the mail I'm supposed to distribute sometime in the past hour or so and I totally didn't realize it, even though the mail drop off place is, you know, ON MY DESK. Must go deliver mail. Fun fun.
