Q:Ho Brou - Really missing your GA reviews. I know work and being a mom is a priority but I really miss your insights. Hopefully it has nothing to do with you not liking the episodes since you're last review. :-)
Actually I am really liking recent episodes, especially the Cristina stuff, but life as a new mom/mum is really busy. Most days I’m making it up, I’ve no time to even switch on tumblr or the news.
i wrote a review on the Cristina alternative reality episode and forgot to post it…had laptop problems and then I forgot to post when they were resolved. Anyway. I know I’m behind and plan to write something before Thursday as a multi episode review.
I can post the Cristina special review on tumblr or I might post it at the same time as the multi review on Spoiler. I’m also aware I have questions in my ask box about Alex/Lexie that I said I would answer and I will…at some point.
Thanks for your cheery chase :)
Pascale Honore, who was left paraplegic by a car accident, loves the ocean. Her son’s friend, Tyron Swan, came up with a plan to get her closer to the sea: he strapped her to his back with duct tape and took her out with him on his surfboard.
I’m not sure which is worse: intense feeling, or the absence of it.
How deep in the ocean is flight MH370? Deeper than the Titanic. Click through for full image!
Both the Australian and Chinese navies have picked up beacon signals over the past three days, but time is running out and the challenge of location is immense. Retired Air Chief Marshal Angus Houston, head of the Australian agency coordinating the search for Malaysia Airlines Flight 370, acknowledged that the search area was essentially a best guess and noted that the time when the plane’s locator beacons would shut down was “getting pretty close,” the Associated Press reported.
It’s like the people who believe they’ll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn’t work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.
They’re trying to bring in a new law in the UK, a ‘Cinderella’ law for emotional cruelty. Currently the police have no jurisdiction to lock up the fuckers. I so hope it happens. I’ve read some horror stories on my way.
Sometimes this job is way too hard and it destroys my faith in humanity. Children. We’re supposed to protect them and love them and not use our fists and words on them. And I leave Sunday nights and want to take them all with me and protect them and never let another person ever hurt them again…
Today I took my kids at the butt crack of dawn (the sun wasn’t even up for a few hours) to serve at a soup kitchen for breakfast. I had 18 kids sign up which was disheartening but I get it. 42 kids showed up. Yes we have a serious problem with them not being responsible about making sure they…
2yo’s turn down a nap. I don’t understand it but they scream blue murder and go rigid as you’re trying to get them to go horizontal. I constantly tell him that one day he’ll appreciate it when someone says “go have a nap”
Unnecessary “fillers” in our speech. I’d rather have “like” than up-talking, though (if we had to choose one, that is). Ewwww, up-talking. Then again, a combination of the two would render me homicidal maniac.
Like, did you ever notice? That, like, the speech patterns people, like, think are stupid? Are, like, commonly associated with, like, women?
And, like, there’s this thing? Where, like, women aren’t supposed to be, like, assertive? So they, like, qualify their speech? Because, like, we’re not supposed to, like, stand by our opinions?
1) humiliate women so they don’t feel qualified to speak authoritatively about anything
2) humiliate women for speaking in such a way that reflects how you treat her
3) laugh, you are superior because you don’t use words like “like.” It isn’t as if being a huge stupid asshole has ever made you worse than a woman who speaks with verbal tics.
The nail. It is hit on the head.
never saw it like this, good to know.
I learned that people can easily forget that others are human.
None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are.
Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.