MMM MMM.

• After spending a solid two weeks bitching and moaning about how Word exports HTML like a jerk and only jerks use that feature, I just used it.
  
• But I did it the RIGHT way, for the record. 'Cause I'm awesome.
  
• I only put on King Arthur because I thought it would be good mindless entertainment for HTML-editing. But I have finished my HTML and yet I am still watching. Did you know that Guinevere doesn't show up until an hour into the director's cut? Also, did you even know that there was a director's cut? Yeah, me too.
  
• The funniest thing I have seen in the last week was not Enchanted (though it was a delightful film), but the Quiznos spots interwoven into Battlestar Galactica: Razor. "It's been revealed: Helena Cain and Gina are LOVERS. Brought to you by Quizno's. MMM MMM." Way to support alternative lifestyles, Quizno's. Or, at least, find them delicious.
  
• Also delicious? Potato leek soup. With Aimee's help last night, I added some garlic and possibly a little too much salt to this recipe. It came out delicious. MMM MMM.
  
• After reading Cooking for Mr. Latte this weekend, see, I've become slightly more interested in food than usual. At the store, I bought peanut butter and olives and mayo, so I could do things like tuna salad and tasty olive-y pasta and apples smeared with PB. So tasty and delicious, food can be. One of those basic pleasures I've been ignoring too long.
  
• And it's the most basic pleasures, ultimately, that satisfy the most. MMM MMM.

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posted by Liz  # 2:57 PM 1 Comments

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Been doing this blog for almost a year now...

...And the most popular entry is still this post.

Oh, Internet. You really do have one thing on your mind.

posted by Liz  # 10:13 AM 0 Comments

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An important fact about small children

They may be adorable, sure. But damn, you have to take care of them, like, ALL THE TIME. You can't just have babies and then stick them in a box. (Unless, of course, you are Profit's daddy.) Babies require attention and food and someone making sure that they don't deviously kill themselves with wire and electricity and bits of string. ALL THE TIME. Damn, that's good to remember. Huzzah, childless lifestyle! May you continue for at least five more years.

Man, that's a bit depressing.

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posted by Liz  # 10:19 PM 0 Comments

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Things you don't want to do.

I look really cute today. Comfy yet clingy brown pants, white tank and hoop earrings, my snazzy black heeled boots, and this well-cut embroidered jacket that only sort of looks like a couch cushion. This outfit is good for job interviews. Not so much for breaking into my apartment. Alas, both must happen today. Stupid house key, not being on my keychain. Of all the nerve.

Of course, now I am inside my apartment, so that's a good time. And the job interview went well, too. Now I have the rest of the day to putter around -- as soon as I'm done with laundry, groceries, book coverage, and running, that is.

My turkey day was excellent. Good pie, good family, good times. I got to teach a six-year-old how to play Clue, which is harder than you'd think. But it beat letting her cheat at Pig Out.

And how are you? Yes. You. Dish!

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posted by Liz  # 3:53 PM 0 Comments

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It's a little late in the night for this.

But nonetheless, a few observations...

This week, I have somehow tricked myself into thinking that I am a productive and useful human being. A lot of stuff is getting done, I've been running every day, and oh, writing proper prose, I have missed you. Though you are a hard hard business. I spent two hours tonight writing sixteen hundred words, and it was a slog, I tell you. Though I think I nearly have something worth reading at tomorrow night's spoken word thing. Just need to make a few calls tomorrow, find out the fate of the ho rat who stole my g-ride. It's research!

I picketed Monday and I'm picketing again tomorrow. Go Team WGA. For the record -- wow, holding a sign and walking about for four hours really is quite a workout. But a good time, in its way.

You know what is kind of the perfect song? "Fly Me to the Moon." Because it is a love song about SPACE. Space travel as a metaphor for romance. Screenplays have been based on less.

I should really do a new draft on my screenplay about space. Because you know what space is? Space is almost as awesome as sleep.

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posted by Liz  # 3:23 AM 0 Comments

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The Sunday Hangover

Warren Ellis's branes are totally the tastiest.

Note: "The Sunday Hangover" is the name of Ellis's Suicide Girls column. I am actually not at all hungover today. Exhausted as hell, yes, but not hungover. I have been putting my body through the wars over the past few days: the usual regime of running, plus a return to two-mile walks, hardcore yoga, and last night, some intensive wedding-reception dancing.

This afternoon, after an hour and a half of hiking, my body surrendered, but in a cunning passive-aggressive sort of way; it has been dropping strong hints about how lovely a hour-long bath might be. Strong hints, such as bombing attacks on my shoulders and back. So I am giving serious consideration to allowing this request -- after, of course, two hours of HTML editing and seventy-five crunches. For if we are to remain strong in these troubled times, we cannot cave to the threats of terrorists.

I should probably stop thinking of my body as a terrorist.

posted by Liz  # 9:22 PM 0 Comments

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Writer's Strike Funtime Go!

As I write this, I can hear a homeless person going through the recycling downstairs. I feel like that is somehow apt.

Anyways. I'll make this short. Writer's strike is happening. It is a totally necessary but very unfortunate thing. It directly affects the future of entertainment; the major thing on the table right now is royalties and payment strategies for online distribution and new media, so damn right you should care.

Tragedies of the strike:

• Good network television
• Reality TV writers' big chance to officially enter the union's warm embrace (their cause has been dropped in favor of royalties, which is really too bad).
• Heroes: Origins
• Good everything else in media.
• And of course, the livelihoods of friends and talented writers, though hopefully only temporarily.

So. Support the writers, check Nikki Finke for the latest news. I might bake some cookies and take them to CBS Television City tomorrow. Deprived of craft service, who knows to what those writers have been reduced!

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