Just caught myself talking to a picture of David Duchovny: “You’re not naked. Why are you NEVER naked?” Should I be worried?
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This is me, singing “The Miller’s Son” from ALNM. As far as vocal type goes, I’m more of an Anne than a Petra, but this song is sooo much fun and Petra’s such a kickass bitch, I HAD to record it.
You know it’s gonna be a shitty day when the first word out of your mouth is, “Fuck!” and it isn’t your response to, “What do you want to do?” huskily muttered into your ear.
…not that THAT’s ever happened to me either.
250 Favorite Classic Films in no particular order
⇨ Vertigo (1958)
Only one is a wanderer; two together are always going somewhere.
I love this movie so much! It’s so exciting and haunting and I’m literally getting chills just thinking about it right now. And I cry uncontrollably for the last 5 minutes of it. Always. I think the score is the best part, though. Thank you, Bernard Herrmann.
“CHUCK NORRIS WEARS GILLIAN ANDERSON UNDERPANTS” or “Good Clean Fun with Search and Replace” by Geek Selforum
- Gillian Anderson counted to infinity - twice.
- Gillian Anderson does not hunt because the word hunting implies the probability of failure. Gillian Anderson goes killing.
- Gillian Anderson sold her soul to the devil for her unbelievable good looks and unparalleled acting ability. Shortly after the transaction was finalized, Gillian kicked the devil’s ass and took her soul back. The devil, who appreciates irony, couldn’t stay mad and admitted he should have seen it coming. They now play poker every second Wednesday of the month.
What does it say about me that I just dreamed in Ancient Aliens format and that it seemed plausible to me? The clue to wake up came shortly after the narrator rhetorically asked, “But why are these visitors treated with less than the respect they deserve?” and a hologram of aliens dressed in band uniforms started dancing to 76 Trombones.
