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kaigouI've watched Kichise Michiko in Bloody Monday and BOSS, and... bloody hell. I don't know whether it's the characters she chooses, or what, but the second the actress appears onscreen, I start fast-forwarding. She's just so smug. Strangely, it doesn't make me hate the character. It just makes me bored with her characters. There are some characters who simply never get taken down a notch like they deserve -- it seems to be a treatment endemic to television script-writing -- so I've learned not to hold out hope. Instead, I just want the other characters to stop paying attention to her. Then maybe the character will take the hint, or maybe the actress will start picking characters that don't make you want to smack that smug smile off her face.
Honestly, sometimes I don't know what I'd do without a fast-forward button.
Also: sometimes I cannot resist the urge to laugh, when looking at home storage ideas that other people have come up with. A way to store eighty-seven pairs of shoes? A way to store twenty-two lipsticks and thirty-four teeny jars of eyeshadow? We only have TWO FEET and ONE FACE. What the hell do you need eighty-seven pairs of shoes for? And don't even get me started on the notion of having an entire makeup counter stored in your bathroom vanity.
Seomday, I'm going to see an online house tour where the person throws open her closet and says, "here is where I store my six pairs of shoes." Or the woman-renovator opens her bathroom door and says, "here is the small five-by-five box where I keep ALL my makeup." That, I would really appreciate.
Maybe I just need to start a movement, or something.
Honestly, sometimes I don't know what I'd do without a fast-forward button.
Also: sometimes I cannot resist the urge to laugh, when looking at home storage ideas that other people have come up with. A way to store eighty-seven pairs of shoes? A way to store twenty-two lipsticks and thirty-four teeny jars of eyeshadow? We only have TWO FEET and ONE FACE. What the hell do you need eighty-seven pairs of shoes for? And don't even get me started on the notion of having an entire makeup counter stored in your bathroom vanity.
Seomday, I'm going to see an online house tour where the person throws open her closet and says, "here is where I store my six pairs of shoes." Or the woman-renovator opens her bathroom door and says, "here is the small five-by-five box where I keep ALL my makeup." That, I would really appreciate.
Maybe I just need to start a movement, or something.