the Dalaverse

Ugh. The week's almost over, right?

Last night I had a dream that I was with Jack Davenport in the backseat of a car, and...etc. Yawr. And then I as dreaming that I was Buffy. Suffice to say, that double whammy is tied with Rockstar Sparrington in Space for Best Dream Ever.

I resisted the urge to write Rory/Paris, but I don't know how long I'll hold out. It's a very powerful urge.

I've been trying to mix it up in terms of artists, but come on. U2 AND Dylan. There is no possible way this song wasn't gonna make it.

April 14: ( Love Rescue Me )

I'm currently hanging around at amazon.com and dithering over buying stuff. I've never personally ordered anything online, though I've participated in a couple of manic Ticketmaster rallies ("CLICK NOW! CLICK NOW!") and Dad finally branched out into online shopping this past Christmas to get the import Heather Nova CD and "Return to Oz" on DVD (I SAID it was cool if he couldn't find them, but he had to play the hero, and of course I wasn't going to complain). And heaven knows I don't have any income at the moment, and just under $200 in my checking. But dude. "Cry-Baby" and "Ed Wood" aren't available on DVD, which ruins the slim chance I might have had finding them in stores. Blockbuster sucks, as usual. And the VHS edition are cheap as hell. $6.99! Used for $3.87! That's about what I'd pay for shipping, if I'm not mistaken.

I wonder if "The Elephant Man"'s out on DVD?

Oooh, it is. Of course that's something I could probably pick up at Borders, but as long as I am -- er, MIGHT be -- ordering stuff, why not? I wouldn't have to wait for it to come on Bravo anymore so I could have myself a good gut-wrenching weep.

Gahhh. Maybe. I don't know. An exams present to myself, perhaps.

"The Celluloid Closet." That's another one I want and probably wouldn't find in stores.

Man, I could go on...BUT I WON'T. The poor college student MUST. STOP. SPENDING. MONEY.

Waaaaaaant....