which is just one of my 99 problems, but I re-watched "Morning Glory" last night--it's a cute comedy about a morning chat show, and when I watched it the first time, in say, 2011, I was so jealous of Rachel McAdams' producer character with the job that consumes her life(I have a media degree, so it wasn't *completely* nuts to imagine a sort of AU where that was my Hamiltonian "shot", even though in real life, I never really got that close. You know?)

Working that much doesn't look that good to me now--it's good to know I can get over things; I've clung onto so much.
But I don't know what it would look like if any of my current dreams came true, since I'm not quite at "Wouldn't change a thing," either, obviously.Even if that would make people closer to me happier than it would make me.

Sort of wish I had what one of my more...unreconstructed hippie mentors used to call a "heart's desire" but I guess it could be worse than being confused...I could be tearing myself up wanting a baby, on the corner of Never Likely, and Too Late Now(one of the intersections where Phoenix really does have superior wheelchair access, if you go by my life experience, sadly) and that would hurt more than this. Probably.

introduced by one of my imaginary husbands, Ben from TCM.
http://bohemiancrip.blogspot.com/2024/06/covering-my-beat-with-my-left-foot.html
In other news, I hate summer, and wish I had more to say.
But I'm feeling a bit more hale physically

Because I needed to feel nostalgic, reflected solidarity, and breathtaking personal inadequacy.
(I guess everyone doesn't get to be a foremother, though.)
The camp I went to wasn't fun, much less a laboratory of democracy.

This is still the cartoon I'm most like(Maybe a touch of Tina Belcher for fanfiction and perviness)
https://www.popsugar.com/entertainment/lisa-simpson-gifs-43471047

For a character in such an actiony show(and one who tends to get stiffed financially and/or clopped on the head), Jim likes his life. He likes tacos and spending time with his dad...maybe being in prison or in the Army gave him perspective on the small stuff, but thankfully he's not the guy to really tell you that, either.

but on this rewatch I saw an eerie parallel between April the robot and Joyce(Although I can't help wishing that Joyce suffered less.)
Not sure I have it in me to watch "The Body" tonight, brilliant as it really is. Personally, it was harder to watch the first time I saw it...Mom was being treated for breast cancer then, and attendants don't come with a line of succession--still something of a concern, but, look, pyramids.