...Walking in a winter wonderland... In the meadow we can build a snowman ( Read more... )

So I've been working a lot lately, trying to save up money for Christmas shopping and for my vacation home.

And what did I JUST do?

Go on half.com and buy myself a couple of movies.

Way to be, Denise, way to be.

So I've already been doing some Christmas shopping.

Everyone knows this is my favorite season, but I thought this year I'd spread the gift-buying out over an extended period of time so that, hopefully, the joy of giving isn't quite so painful to the wallet.

Today as I left work, I encountered an old gentleman walking down the street towards me.

He had a white mustache, slightly curled up at the ends, a woolen chaufeur's cap, a wool blazer with leather elbow patches, a cane, and a PIPE. Clutched in his mouth.

I tried not to stare, but he was amazing.

So I do like "Reaper".

It has a similar flavor to "Chuck", though with different ingredients. Fun stuff, though.

And I simply ADORE "Pushing Daisies". I'm only jealous that I didn't write it first.

But is anyone else annoyed with "Heroes" so far this season? Hiro's story-line makes me want to gouge my eyes out. And Claire's isn't far behind

Vegas, Vegas...

Why do you love to torture me so?

You are so cruel and unkind and yet...

I keep coming back for more.

Having spent the last several days suffering terribly from the common cold, I was afforded plenty of quality couch-lounging, television-watching time, which culminated today in three hours of the Little League World Series Finals ( Read more... )

Maybe it's just me, but I think airing "Snapped" on one of the televisions at the laundry mat is a little inappropriate.

Not unlike when Bridget Jones declared that she had replaced food with sex, so too had I replaced, well, pretty much EVERYTHING, with reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I did the whole Friday midnight release thing (and now have a new bespeckled wand to prove it), promptly went home and finished re-reading book six, and then started in ( Read more... )

I'm not sure how I feel about turning 30.

I seem to be a revolving door of emotions going from depressed to blase to excited to disappointed to hopeful to regretful and back again.

I almost feel like my entire soul is in turmoil and confusion, but being the type of person I am, I'm too laid back to really care.

Man, I can't wait to get drunk