Sep. 30th, 2006 01:03 am
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Because it's still Friday on the West Coast...[ profile] thefridayfive

1) What TV show(s) do you find yourself watching the most? - Nowadays the only show I watch with some regularity is Battlestar Galactica. The Daily Show, Press Your Luck, The Price is Right, and repeats of Roseanne show up more frequently than any others.
2) What if any TV shows do you own on DVD? - Newsradio (Seasons 1, 2, & 3), Battlestar Galactica (Season 1), Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (Season 1), Samurai Champloo (Discs 1-5), The Venture Bros (Season 1), Robot Chicken (Season 1), Justice League (Season 1).
3) Can you name your favorite TV show theme song (I would encourage you to make a phone post and sing it to us)? - No singing from me. My favorite theme song is one of the title songs from Full Metal Alchemist, "Ready Steady Go". I used to play it prior to taking my computer-based exams to get psyched up.
4) Have you ever been on TV and if so for what? - No. I avoid cameras.
5) What is your favorite YouTube video (feel free to post a link)? - The only things I watch on YouTube are cartoon snippets (FMA, Justice League). I don't think those count.

Sort of a weak Five, eh?

Went into school to get some reference paperwork straightened out, and I picked up my diploma. The diploma is rather large, which doesn't make any sense to me as it's only a bachelors. I get the feeling schools compensate for insecurity with diploma size the way men are believed to compensate with cars for their penises. The Pace degree could not fit in my large messenger bag; the thing has to be at least 15" x 11". In comparison, the diploma I got from Brown was barely pushing 6" x 8"...although it made up for its size with pretension, as it was written entirely in Latin.

I'm twenty-six years old. When my mom was my age she'd already had two kids. I have a half-sister who is my age who's working and has two kids. I feel something's gone either very very wrong or somewhat right in my life to lead me where I am now. I was downstairs washing dishes and cleaning up the kitchen because, face it - I live here rent-free and I'm twenty-fuckin'-six years old, I have to pitch in as much as humanly possible - and mom was telling me to do some mundane thing that anyone with sense in their head would know to do, so I sort of rolled my eyes and went "yeeees, mom" in that way that kids do...only thing, recall, that I'm twenty-fuckin'-six years old. See, I recalled it, and it made me pretty goddamned sad. I know parents are parents and you're always a child to your parent, but there's been no distinction in my case besides my obtaining two pieces of paper that both state I'm a college graduate. I'll be a kid until I become heavy with child or move out of the house.

I don't think I can blame my mood on the TB medication anymore. At least, I don't think it's fair on the isonaizid. It's always fun to be able to pass the buck to the external, though.

Apparently there was a large quake in the vicinity of Trinidad this morning. I found out because mom called me (why?), and then found out again when dad called me twenty minutes later because mom called him (again, why?). You'd think they could have, you know, called the family on the island to make sure everyone was okay. All I could do was read aloud to them the sparse AP news articles available on the matter.


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