enamoured | how can I put it, you put me on, I even fell for the stupid love song.

Ten days before the Essay o' Shippiness is due to be posted, and the transcript site that was helping me out A LOT has removed their transcripts. And those were the best friggin' transcripts I've seen for Lost, besides the five or so that are at

lost_reference. OH GOOD LORD, WHERE CAN I FIND SOME GOOD TRANSCRIPTS FOR THE LATER EPISODES?! The other ones I've seen aren't nearly as detailed as the other ones, and while I don't need the detail, per se, I rather like having it there because I am anal like that. I am this close to going completely psycho. When I finish this thing, all will be right with the world.

Yesterday I ended up indirectly invited to a party over at Tiffany's. Some of her dad's coworkers came over and we all entertained ourselves by playing one of the most hostile games of Uno ever. It wasn't quite as bad as the games that I've played with my family, though. When you play Uno with a group of at least six or seven kids from the ages of seven to fourteen, someone always gets their feelings hurt and someone gets screamed at, and someone gets poked in the eye as they throw down their last card and it is not pretty at all.

Also: while I love love love love LOVE my Component layout, I'm kind of wanting to change it to something else. What other styles allow you to have the link list and the mini calendar and such? And does anyone want to show me how to do it? Please?

But other than my general rage at the transcripts being gone [insert a varaition of "why is the rum gone?" if you are so inclined] and my usual disdain at half the things my brother does on a daily basis, I'm currently fine. Won something at one of those icon contests. WHOO. And reapplied at

good_losticons for no real reason. Gah.

Oh, wait: scratch previous rantage. Thanks to The Wayback Machine, I now have all 24 transcripts saved! YAY!