Birthday Wishes, "Rome" and Why I Hate Ice. (But not in that order.)

Oh my gods, Rome last night...was aaaaaaawesome. I mean, every episode is it's own little slice of deliciousness, but last night's was something special. There was fighting, screwing, cursing, betrayal, wanton abuse of eyeliner and what was perhaps, the most graphic sex scene I've EVER seen. Ever. Involving Mr. Bingley from Pride and Prejudice. Yeah. If you aren't watching this show, you NEED to start. (But sadly, they are cancelling it! GAH. I think I'm some kind of good-show-Kryptonite. All my shows get cancelled. It HURTS me. Veronica Mars might be next. If that AND Supernatural go, I'll probably have to committ seppuku. Note: Not an actual threat.) Mame and I exchanged a giddy IM conversation before we had to close down shop for the night. Characters from Rome I love: Pullo, Vorenus, Marc Antony, Octavia, Octavian (even if he IS a reptilian-eyed sociopath. Maybe BECAUSE he is.), Livia (Octiavian's freaky wife. And I mean, FREAKY. Like, the kind you don't bring home to Mother. Unless your mother is Atia, of course.), Marc Antony, Atia, Vorena the Elder and Marc Antony. Characters from Rome that I hate: GAIA. You'll note I've mentioned almost every major character (some more than once!) under the "Love" heading and only one under the "Hate" heading. I only hate Gaia. And she's literally dead in a ditch, so all is right with the world! That's what you GET for messing with Pullo.

In other news: I hate ice. I hate driving in and on it. I hate digging my car out of it. Ice, you suck. I don't even want to put ice in my drinks anymore, I'm THAT angry at it. Lukewarm drinks for me from now on, bitches! That'll show 'em!

And now, special birthday wishes go out to my good friend, Josephine. (No, that's not her real name. We don't use real names around here. That is her supersecret blog identity. She knows why.) Her birthday is soon and so is mine and we usually celebrate together, at a classy restaurant like the Olive Garden. Hee. But (guilt trip!) NOOO...someone had to move far, far away to a red state and leave me all alone with no one to be my faux-lesbian wing man when creepy guys try to pick me up. Seriously, I attract only weirdos and freaks and Josie helps me fend them off by pretending to be my life partner. It's fun. I miss her like crazy. She's supersmart, kinda classy, an awesome listener, crazy analytical, but has one of the crudest, most immature senses of humor that I've EVER had the privilege of witnessing. The puns, MY GOD, THE PUNS. She got me into Alias, Linkin Park and took me to White Castle for Easter dinner because we'd just watched Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle and I was curious. (By the way, don't ever do that. White Castle is NASTY. Those boys must have been higher than I thought.) We terrorized our college choir together. We will never live down the "Car Wash Incident." We don't want to!

Happy birthday, Josephine! I miss you and hope you have a great day and get lots of good presents. I'd type more about how awesome you are, but my hand is getting tired...

Heh.

Reason #133,254,356 I am a NERD

After Sex and the City aired its finale, after Six Feet Under was buried, and after Sopranos decided it needed another two-year break, I decided I needed a break from HBO. Since then, Bea has been telling *nagging* me about the 'wonderful' new shows they’ve been airing and how I simply MUST re-subscribe. As is always the case with Bea and I: I of course gave in and two weeks ago (at 3AM mind you, maybe I was PMSing) signed up for our eight channels of HBO along with their on-demand services. Pretty sweet deal, huh?

Then, after a terrible week, I sent the husband and baby glow-worm to the in-laws’ house for the weekend and had two days of alone time. After about three hours alone I was bored out of my mind (Stupid Bea was 'traveling' and was out of reach - what's up with that?!) and decided that I would use the time to watch the back episodes of “Rome” (now in its second season). I have now become terribly obsessed with every aspect of the show. The hulky, brooding Pullo is my new crush and the tragic love of Octavia and Agrippa is my new "Jim and Pam" (since the Office is on some damn hiatus).

Seriously, this show is fantastic!! If you haven’t watched before, here is a quick recap:

• Julius Caesar in charge
• People love Caesar, senators don’t
• People love each other – a lot (yes, dirty).
• People love drugs – a lot (who would have thought??).
• Mark Antony loves anything that breathes – a lot.
• Caesar is killed (and whoa was it accurate and disgusting)
• Wars are waged (both in the streets - gangs, and on the battlefield)
• Tons of blood is shed (again, both in the streets and on the battlefield)
• People still love each other a lot and often (hehehe).
• People still love drugs and wine a lot and often (my kind of people!!).
  

Seriously, it’s damn good television.