I love the new theme I switched to. I could just sit here and click my own ‘random’ button all night.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
With the exception of Fargo, no movie that takes place entirely in a snowy venue or even has the word “snow” in the title has ever done well at the box office.
I challenge the tumblr community to prove this statement wrong.
There was also a little film called Doctor Zhivago, which grossed $111,721,910 domestically, and received 5 Oscars.
All I remember about that movie is the snow. The relentless, neverending snow.
Some gal flashed her girlfriend waiting in the car, as she was coming out of Starbucks. No bra, boobs hanging out for days.
I love my window seat at work.
Packing has begun!
These little teasers are killing me! I thought you two were already moved and settled in. I need pics. Visuals!
I love the subtle sloughing of the blame onto tumblr and its designers. It reminded me of the behavior of this young woman. Imagine yelling at a free provider that way. The sense of entitlement just smacked me upside the head, and this post only served to remind me of it.
Keep on doing what you do, tumblr. No complaints here. Veiled or otherwise.
Mollycaitlin, if you stopped me from sitting in Vincent d’Onofrio’s lap, I’d never forgive you either. Unless you bought me the dirty martini, natch. I’m telling you, Carolyn is my tumbleganger, for reals: I think the two (three?) of us together would scare the poopla out of Tribeca.
I saw him at the opening night of The Whole Wide World at the Seattle Film Festival a few years back. He was standing (so tall!) in the downstairs lobby with the director, who was friends with the woman I went with. I got over my shyness enough to tell him I really enjoyed his work, and he signed my S.I.F.F. book. When he asked me my first name and I said ‘Phyllis’, he said “That’s my mom’s name!”.
I actually said “Then you’ll know how to spell it.”
Girls, I really enjoy your posts, but this is kind of ridiculous. You can’t make a big long insulting list of all the things that disgust you about men, and then cry about not having a boyfriend. It’s silly. Don’t go into dating believing that all men are the same. They’re not. Are we all the same? It’s a double-standard.
agreed. can we stop this tumblinas and testumblrone crap? it’s making my dashboard really unappealing.
Which is exactly why I stopped following. Let me know if they drop the childish high school crap.
Okay, I’m committing. 4 more episodes, that takes me to 2:30am, no big deal. Switching from diet coke to red wine. Let’s do this.
God I’m jealous. I wish I had it to watch over again, for the first time. People are right. It is the single best ending to anything I’ve ever seen.