fudging with the numbers

Does anybody else, when in the middle of writing something, feel the need to obsessively click on word count every other sentence, in hope that the number will have multiplied by some magical means during those last few minutes? And then get all disappointed when it only shows seven more words? Okay, this is probably why I never touched word count or any of those other features all these years, even when writing essays for classes. Now I have to wean myself off it again, after having fiddled with it too much for the last few projects. Bah.

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Hee. So my cubicle is in the back corner of the block furthest away from my supervisor and none of the other people who are my immediate neighbors are here today. I have a fast connection and a happy computer. There is very little in my inbox to do and I need to make it last for the entire day. I have to sound like I’m typing because that obviously means I’m being productive. So that I can be paid to update my LJ. Sometimes, work is cool. In other news, multi-packs of little boys’ cartoon-emblazoned briefs ROCK. Besides being …

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Still no cable connection, but a technician will hopefully fix that this week. Yesterday, after posting, I came up with a plan to veto badness for the rest of the weekend. Because you know how you always hear that if you smile even when you’re feeling like crap, eventually the chemicals released from keeping your face in that smiley position will make you feel better? Something like that. And it must have worked on some karmic level because today was quite happy. Quickie movie rundown? Crocodile Hunter: Collision Course: Amusing as all heck. Terri’s “Nuts!” Steve’s running commentary in the …

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Picks n’ Pans Addendum

Scooby Doo: So, like, we saw this Friday night and I apparently forgot by the next morning. So much so that it totally did not cross my mind to write about it in the rundown before I was reminded. So I guess this means that it, uh, didn’t leave much of an impression. I mean, it was okay. It was perfect summer fare. It amused, it was visually fun (those sets must’ve been so much fun) and… I dunno, it just didn’t do anything for me. *shrug* Maybe it was just the overdose of CGI that did it? Maybe it …

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The Order of Glitter Picks ‘n’ Pans of the Week

IN THEATERS: Minority Report: Wherein Steve manages to *not* leave us pained and feeling vaguely gummy by the ending. A very decently wrought flick. Lesson definitely learned from AI. Either that, or his staff is doing a better job of spritzing his nose whenever he decides he’s come up with a “better” re-write. Of course, we’re pretty sure we know where the original ending was and where he decided a new one was needed. All the same, it worked out decently. Steve: Hey guys! *waves around newly revised script* So I rethought the ending, and wouldn’t it be great if …

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I can’t believe it’s not boybands!

“O-Town is not a truth of the universe.” “No, O-Town is not. They’re like…sugar substitute. Like…Equal!” “To *NSYNC’s sugar. Pure, and unprocessed.” “Not quite.” “No, not quite. Like um, Sugar in the Raw.” “Who is confectioner’s sugar?” “Fluffy and white. Uh. Dream Street? Boyz II Men is like caramel.” “Brown sugar.” “Dark brown sugar, baby.” “So what’s Backstreet? Like, sugar cubes?” “Granulated, processed white sugar. They’re the cheap store brand. Not even C&H.”

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4th viewing ponderings.

So… raise your hand if you, too, think that the House of Elrond sounds like a swanky Middle-earth BDSM leather bar. “Serving the Way of Pain since the Second Age!” And that Saruman frequented it before secluding himself in his very own Tower of Power. “You shall taste of manflesh… 24 hours a day, 7 days a week!” Now, try to imagine either of them in a studded vest and chaps. Then join me in a moment of deep and abiding horror. Thank you.

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