cautiontape or rabby or rabbittso or rabbi???!!!??? photos and words and my dog is the closest thing I'll have to a child so deal with it.
I miss IRC.
“East Los High is not your typical high school. Dance, sex, romance, and mystery are at the heart of this inner city school in East LA where two teenage cousins—Jessie, a 16-year-old virgin and Maya, a troubled runaway with a violent past —fall in love with Jacob, a popular football player. From this forbidden love triangle, Maya, Jessie and Jacob, along with their close friends must face true-to-life decisions during a single dramatic and breath-taking year that will mark their lives forever.”
I assumed Jessie was a male character and thought “hey, that’s an interesting twist.” But that’s not what it is at all. Daaaang.
Today I learned that the MLB uses Aetna insurance where I live.
On edge because Mike’s job is wanting to work on sending him across the state near the Kansas state line. To work and live. Maybe permanently?
Everything is MAYBE. MAYBE. MAYBE. Will he make enough money to support both of us if I move and look for another job? Will I even like that place?
And our lease is up in November and I have to call a few companies and get things deferred/discuss bills. EW. ALL OF IT.
I’m watching it now that there’s a not-young man in the role.
"Listen", a Moffat penned episode, leaves me with mixed feelings. I have to refrain from automatically ignoring what he does. I liked the episode, but I was left with the unsettling feeling that once again CLARA IS GOD or something along those lines.
(not large but not small) Dog in lap. Book on Kindle. Couldn’t get up if I wanted to.
The other day we watched the Slenderman (sp?) trailer and all I could think of at the end is how I would rather be stuck in Silent Hill.
I’m at the point in the illness that leaves me feeling okay but unable to take full breaths. And my nose. My got dang nose.