But lately, there's been these flashes of memories and these memories of feelings that I don't feel... Thoughts about love and friendship and affection that I was denied, companionship that was withheld from me... But the longing is like a phantom. It's not there, it's not present, but it haunts me, from another sphere of existence. Like a flicker ( Read more... )

It is NOT POSSIBLE to have shipped Roslin and The Old Man any harder than I was at the end of this episode. Damn frakkin' time indeed.

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One of the many reasons I'm disinclined to take OKCupid's "How Fuckable Are You?" test: They misspelled flaccid.

When did LOST stop sucking so hard? I mean, Christ(ian). I'm afraid to even speculate what they've got planned for the three-hour (!!) season finale.

I went to the Apple Store. I was a good boy, and made an appointment ahead of time. I was polite; I said Good Evening, Yes Please, Thank You Very Much. I smiled. I asked the Geniuses how they were doing; was it a busy night; yes, of course I will wait; I understand; no problem; sure ( Read more... )

The first Narnia movie is on the telly right now. One of my roommates is watching it, passed out on the couch. I walked by to the fridge to grab a beer just as Aslan was coming back to life, and I catch myself saying, "good thing there was a Resurrection Ship nearby".

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Bad Adam.

Adam: As far as social functions go, I feel like I don't go to the right parties. That is to say, I don't go to any parties as is, really. There's a reason people have been telling me that I've dropped off the face of the earth. But when I do go, the people I meet are so disappointing ( Read more... )

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