I like me some Joss Whedon. I consider Angel and Firefly two of the best shows of the last 15 years. I “grr, arg” along with the end credits every time. The man knows how to write dialog, how to make badasses of the doofiest of nerds, how to make sexpots of the most unlikeliest of actors. He is a ginger titan, a colossus bestriding the tube of boob. Joss Whedon knows how to make great television. If only he did it more consistently, and without all the accompanying bullshit…
자야지. 수요일은 싫어요. 너무 일찍 일어나지 싫다. 하지만 그레도 해야지. 한국어로 타이핑 할뗀 너무 어렵다 . . . 이거만 타이핑 한것이 5분이나 걸렸다. 아이구 참나.
(translating) I should sleep. I don't like Wednesdays. I don't like that I have to get up so early. But I have to. Typing in Korean is really hard...even typing this much took 5 minutes. Good grief.
(translating) When sleeps. Is unpleasant Wednesday. Does not happen too early. But also the [ley] does. The tie will be dizzily with the Korean language and takes off and is difficult too. This haughty tie being dizzily was caught 5 minutes or. Child nine endures.
“If you happen to live there, it’s always refreshing to view Manhattan from afar. Up close the city constitutes an oppressive series of staircases, but from a distance it inspires fantasies of wealth and power so profound that even our communists are temporarily rendered speechless.”—David Sedaris, “The Great Leap Forward”, ME TALK PRETTY ONE DAY