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Speaking of Hulu...:rolleyes:

I watched Sense and Sensibility on there earlier. I must admit I'm a Jane Austen snob. The BBC version of P&P is, in my opinion, the absolute best, and nothing else ever quite measures up. (Colin Firth *happy sigh*)

Anyway, this movie was ok, I guess. I was just a teensy bit bothered by Emma Thompson. Don't get me wrong, I like Emma Thompson, but I think she was a bit long in the tooth for that part. Am I wrong?

I didn't think Hugh Grant gave a stellar performance either, for that matter. And how about that other guy...the one who played Colonel Brandon? You know, the bad guy from Die Hard. Ick. He gives me the creeps. Maybe because I last saw him in Sweeney Todd.

What's my point? I dunno. I'm sure I had one.

Oh, Bluey? Thanks for explaining about the computer sucking my face off. Very enlightening. And, no, your mousse is not going to take over the world.

And now I'm going to bed. G'night AH. :kiss::heart:
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I don't know if we can be friends anymore, kittylicious. :cool:
The Emma Thompson version is, in my experience and circle of, well, everyone I know, generally acknowledged to be almost as good as the BBC P&P.
THE Sense & Sensibility.
Oh dear! Emma! Alan Rickman! One of the only movies that holds Hugh in a continued rosy sort of light! Ah!!!

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Well. I love you still. Mostly. :D
(Glad to be of assistance with the face sucking thing. I wish David T. would suck my face off. Not that he did the sucking in the episode. But I mean, he could. :eek:)
 
I'm fucking sick and tired of being the one people come to with problems, who helps out and gives, but no one gives to me, or helps with my problems or will listen when I come to them.

I am so fucking done!
 
I'm fucking sick and tired of being the one people come to with problems, who helps out and gives, but no one gives to me, or helps with my problems or will listen when I come to them.

I am so fucking done!

HUGS...

You know we'll listen and advise if you ever need help with a problem. :heart:
 
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I don't know if we can be friends anymore, kittylicious. :cool:
The Emma Thompson version is, in my experience and circle of, well, everyone I know, generally acknowledged to be almost as good as the BBC P&P.
THE Sense & Sensibility.
Oh dear! Emma! Alan Rickman! One of the only movies that holds Hugh in a continued rosy sort of light! Ah!!!

:eek:

Well. I love you still. Mostly. :D
(Glad to be of assistance with the face sucking thing. I wish David T. would suck my face off. Not that he did the sucking in the episode. But I mean, he could. :eek:)

Dearest, I didn't say I hated it, and if we're looking at every tired remake of Jane Austen, then, yes, indeed, it was almost as good as the BBC P&P. I said I DO like Emma Thompson. She's a very fine actress, but she was, in my opinion, too old for the part. That is all.

To think that you would abandon our friendship based on my personal preferences in movies. Shocking!

*sniff*
 
I'm fucking sick and tired of being the one people come to with problems, who helps out and gives, but no one gives to me, or helps with my problems or will listen when I come to them.

I am so fucking done!

I used to feel the same way. I haven't seen my "best friend" in person in over two years (maybe three now?).
 
Why is it that I still continue to watch the Power Rangers?

Awesome costumes...no
Great fight scenes...no
Cool looking monsters...no
Kick Ass giant robots...no
Good acting...no

Hot chicks in spandex? Aww yeah. :cool:
 
I think I just severed the tie with my old best friend that I have felt less and less in common with over the last ten years.
 
:rose: People drift. Relationships erode. Priorities change.

I think I am more upset that I didn't do this years ago. I have had many opportunities where I could have made him the villain and just stopped talking to him forever. Unfortunately, I am the one that made the mistake yesterday (saying something to someone that I shouldn't have said anything to), so now I am the one that is at blame for it ending stupidly. Oh well. Too late now.
 
:rose: People drift. Relationships erode. Priorities change.

Too true.

My oldest ex "best friend" told me a few years ago that I was a lesbian pervert (WTF is a lesbian pervert anyway - a lesbian that likes dick???). But now, I'm married to a "lesbian pervert" who is my best friend. Go figure.

Some times the drift / erosion / change is for the good. It's call growth.
 
I'm fucking sick and tired of being the one people come to with problems, who helps out and gives, but no one gives to me, or helps with my problems or will listen when I come to them.

I am so fucking done!

I did NOT want to waste today. But, well, Get Smart. Small consolation.

I think I just severed the tie with my old best friend that I have felt less and less in common with over the last ten years.

* Hugs * :rose:
 
I have come to the realization that the chick I married is insane.

I didn't sleep well, so I got up early and did some writing. When I write I close the office door and nobody bothers me, but I can't hear what's going on in the house either.

I went out to the kitchen to get some more coffee and there stood Amy and the girls - dressed to match - plaid flannel shirts, jeans, and FUCKING TOOL BELTS!

I stood there with my mouth open until Tina said "We're going to the hardware store to get tools!"

I told the girls that their "Daddy" and I needed a "minute" - which they know perfectly well means I am going to chew Amy's ass. As I calmly poured my coffee, I "sweetly" said, "Honey, why are the girls dressed like a couple of FUCKING BUTCH DYKES?" (well, part of it was 'sweetly').

She gave me her :eek: face. She told me that while I had been grocery shopping yesterday the girls were in the garage with her and started pestering her about wanting tools... and one thing led to another = TOOL BELTS!

So now it is a little after 7:00 am and Amy and my two little tool belt wearing, bull dyke wannabes are out in the garage doing something horrible to a poor defenseless piece of wood. Fine. Wonderful! Good quality time with Amy.

They will have even MORE quality time with Amy because, come Monday morning, I am enrolling all THREE OF THEM in ballet class!
 
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