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little_octagon:
1. Go into the archives of your LJ.
2. Find your 42nd entry ever. Yes, this may require some counting and basic math. Deal with it.
3. Link to that entry in a new entry. This is the meaning of your life.
Here it is.
Hmm...The Sims and Oz stories. Yes, I think that might actually BE the meaning of my life. {g} Not to mention that I'm writing about pretty much exactly the same things now. My journal is an island of constancy in a sea of change.
It's been a long time since I've really done anything for the Fourth of July. I think the last time I saw fireworks (by which I mean actually sitting around and watching them, not just noticing them from afar) was three years ago. There were thunderstorms in my area anyway. I did have two hot dogs and a hamburger atbethje's house, and the two of us later watched the rest of the Simpsons Season 9 DVD set. The commentary was pretty interesting, although the staff had their typical habit of repeating the same stories multiple times. I guess it can be difficult to remember when you're recording so many of those tracks.
Season 9 was when Mike Scully took over as show runner, and I know a lot of Internet fans, especially, consider his tenure to be the worst years of the show. The blame doesn't lie entirely on his shoulders, of course, but I do think the program improved somewhat when Al Jean took back the reins. I've noticed that the writers tend to be defensive of widely disliked episodes ("The Principal and the Pauper" being a prime example), so I can only imagine what they'll say about some of the really weak ones in the next few seasons.
I did think getting a day off from work in the middle of the week was nice, since it means I only have to work in two-day blocks. I know my mom said she preferred getting days off in the middle of the week. Personally, I prefer long weekends, but there's a certain appeal to not having to work that many days in a row.
little_octagon:1. Go into the archives of your LJ.
2. Find your 42nd entry ever. Yes, this may require some counting and basic math. Deal with it.
3. Link to that entry in a new entry. This is the meaning of your life.
Here it is.
Hmm...The Sims and Oz stories. Yes, I think that might actually BE the meaning of my life. {g} Not to mention that I'm writing about pretty much exactly the same things now. My journal is an island of constancy in a sea of change.
It's been a long time since I've really done anything for the Fourth of July. I think the last time I saw fireworks (by which I mean actually sitting around and watching them, not just noticing them from afar) was three years ago. There were thunderstorms in my area anyway. I did have two hot dogs and a hamburger at
bethje's house, and the two of us later watched the rest of the Simpsons Season 9 DVD set. The commentary was pretty interesting, although the staff had their typical habit of repeating the same stories multiple times. I guess it can be difficult to remember when you're recording so many of those tracks.Season 9 was when Mike Scully took over as show runner, and I know a lot of Internet fans, especially, consider his tenure to be the worst years of the show. The blame doesn't lie entirely on his shoulders, of course, but I do think the program improved somewhat when Al Jean took back the reins. I've noticed that the writers tend to be defensive of widely disliked episodes ("The Principal and the Pauper" being a prime example), so I can only imagine what they'll say about some of the really weak ones in the next few seasons.
I did think getting a day off from work in the middle of the week was nice, since it means I only have to work in two-day blocks. I know my mom said she preferred getting days off in the middle of the week. Personally, I prefer long weekends, but there's a certain appeal to not having to work that many days in a row.
