sundries

[rm]

Australian views on the "Australian" film industry and what qualifies as part there of: still crazy in the same way, I'll just make that note and not go on the same old rant.

Jury duty: so far, not so bad. August it seems is the month to do it, there are no cases.

Paychecks: The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Menstruation: still sucks.

Ambulances all over third street: I think there's a jumper.

HP Fanfiction: I don't even know where the good stuff is anymore... where's the good stuff? And similarly, where should I be pimping Decensus?

HBO: Dude could I be more psyched for ROME?

Directing: I've my first rehearsal tomorrow.

Villainess soaps: Lost owns me.

BPAL: I need a bottle of Whitechapel yesterday.

Jamba Juice: spectacular, other than it's called Jamba Juice and ordering crap like a Berry Lime Spinner or a Strawberry Surfrider or whatever either of those drinks are actually called makes me feel like an extra angry New Yorker. If I can't remember the names of the drinks, and they're _embarassing_, maybe you should call them something else.

Actually, B & 3rd: Is something always on fire there or what?

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[rezendi.livejournal.com]

ordering crap like a Berry Lime Spinner

It's a California thing. I'm both glad to hear they've invaded NYC and amused that they haven't translated their menu to no-nonsense EastCoastEse.

[orien.livejournal.com]

We were often embarrassed by what the teas were named, particularly Night Night, and Matevana, which is the saddest attempt at branding I've ever seen.

I'm mildly intimidated by Jamba Juice. I don't feel trendy enough to enter one.

[rm.livejournal.com]

It's so not trendy. It makes me feel like a fucking soccer mom.

[orien.livejournal.com]

ha. Any time I'm near one, I only encounter people who think they're beautiful. Soccer moms would be something of a relief.

It's probably a time of day thing.

[ladypeculiar.livejournal.com]

"I'll have an iced tea passion lemonde . . "
"Tastes trendy!"

[feyandstrange.livejournal.com]

Send me into a Starbucks, I demand either a plain fucking coffee, or a Coke. Send me into a Jamba Juice, I start breaking out in healthy hives and demand a coffee. Even though I've been drinking the mellow West Coast tap water for years, I still have an angry East Coast attitude towards froofy drink names. And froofy drinks, usually, but when I can't drink half the juices at Jamba for dietary reasons, and can't have milk in my coffee ditto, a pattern starts to emerge. In booze, too, but that's another story. More than two ingredients in my drink, forget it.

[feyandstrange.livejournal.com]

Also, ditto on the HP fanfic; I don't have a clue where to start looking for good stuff, or where I might consider putting some, but I'd like to know. I have several thou wordes of annoying little Slytherin girl to unleash on an unsuspecting world.

[schmidtybooger.livejournal.com]

If I can't remember the names of the drinks, and they're _embarassing_, maybe you should call them something else.

Yeah, I mean, I love the Jamba Juice, but I miss the good ol' days of Smoothie King where I could get a light and fluffy (strawberries, OJ, bananas, rasberries, and lemon yogurt) without feeling like a tool.

Actually, B & 3rd: Is something always on fire there or what?

Yes.

[patashoqua.livejournal.com]

Something is in fact ALWAYS on fire on B & 3rd.
As for Jamba Juice, there's a new one in my neighborhood, and I live in fear. The lines are always out the door.
But how can you be humiliated by stupid names? Aren't you a devotee of IHOP, home of the Rooty-Tooty Fresh 'n Frooty?

[rm.livejournal.com]

But I've never ordered that.
Ever.

[(Anonymous)]

I confess I can't picture it. And that goes double for "Moon Over My Hammy".

uh, sorry

[patashoqua.livejournal.com]

that was me.