Right now I think Cameron should become a secret agent.
LOL, that's so cool that you say that. Because I half watched an episode last night while doing my biology work (one of the midnight reruns of stuff that they randomly show on my stations enough to get you hooked on the show before they switch that timeslot to something else). More watched than did homework, though, so we'll call it 2/3 watched. And my exact thought (that pervaded my mind throughout the entire thing) was "Yeah. Cameron/Syd would be killer hot."
Which isn't likely, because I'd be all "Ooh, money! *wastes*".
I'm a whore for TV seasons that are $20 or less. But I'm pretty stingy with money, really. I don't spend it on anything without a really good deal. Like clothes. I refuse to pay more than a few dollars for an item of clothing. $5 for a shirt? Too much. (Unless it's like a $10 shirt for a cause or group I'm in or something, at which point I'll beg money off of my parents or sometimes choke up and buy it myself.) And I've got this thing where I pick things out, like clothes or whatever, usually clothes, and try them on and bring them to the checkout and then right before I get up there, I'll decide against buying them and put them back. All the time. It's pretty much impossible for me to shop sometimes because I'll convince myself against buying whatever.
I got scared and started rummaging around for blank discs to put all my stuff on in case it crashed
Eek. You should do that anyway, though. The important stuff, like writings and such. Especially if it's making noises. Because in all my research of how to fix a hard drive (which didn't tell me anything that I hadn't already tried), the one thing I kept hearing was that you should have backed your shit up and that if it is making noises, back that shit up fast. (That sounds like a stupid grungy rap song. I think it actually might be. I'm seeming to think that I've heard something where that's the refrain. That or "back that ass up". One of the two. For some reason, people play nasty dumb music all the time really loudly in their cars, especially when I go downtown for minimed school or something, so at really long stoplights you can get most of a song stuck in your head.)
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LOL, that's so cool that you say that. Because I half watched an episode last night while doing my biology work (one of the midnight reruns of stuff that they randomly show on my stations enough to get you hooked on the show before they switch that timeslot to something else). More watched than did homework, though, so we'll call it 2/3 watched. And my exact thought (that pervaded my mind throughout the entire thing) was "Yeah. Cameron/Syd would be killer hot."
Which isn't likely, because I'd be all "Ooh, money! *wastes*".
I'm a whore for TV seasons that are $20 or less. But I'm pretty stingy with money, really. I don't spend it on anything without a really good deal. Like clothes. I refuse to pay more than a few dollars for an item of clothing. $5 for a shirt? Too much. (Unless it's like a $10 shirt for a cause or group I'm in or something, at which point I'll beg money off of my parents or sometimes choke up and buy it myself.) And I've got this thing where I pick things out, like clothes or whatever, usually clothes, and try them on and bring them to the checkout and then right before I get up there, I'll decide against buying them and put them back. All the time. It's pretty much impossible for me to shop sometimes because I'll convince myself against buying whatever.
I got scared and started rummaging around for blank discs to put all my stuff on in case it crashed
Eek. You should do that anyway, though. The important stuff, like writings and such. Especially if it's making noises. Because in all my research of how to fix a hard drive (which didn't tell me anything that I hadn't already tried), the one thing I kept hearing was that you should have backed your shit up and that if it is making noises, back that shit up fast. (That sounds like a stupid grungy rap song. I think it actually might be. I'm seeming to think that I've heard something where that's the refrain. That or "back that ass up". One of the two. For some reason, people play nasty dumb music all the time really loudly in their cars, especially when I go downtown for minimed school or something, so at really long stoplights you can get most of a song stuck in your head.)