free cat for the gullible

If anyone would like to buy a cat with a sweet, gentle disposition, who purrs placidly, never makes demands, and absolutely does not wake you up with incessant wailing at 2am, pleading, demanding, and howling at the top of his lungs until he's woken you up from what was a restful sleep... then honesty compels me to admit that this is not my cat.

But please, feel free to believe that he is, and take him away.

'scuse me while I fangirl

The more I see of the Terminator sequels, the more I appreciate the original.

Not in the way that I'd say "Ugh. The more I see of the Jurassic Park sequels, the more I appreciate the original. After all, that one didn't suck." No - the reason I love Terminator is because of Sarah Connor.

Sarah Connor. Unrepentant badass. Most hardcore chick ever. Whose current reaction to scary situations is... to sit there and cry.

She's Sarah Connor. SARAH CONNOR. Seriously. And yet, this is Sarah Connor in her pre–Sarah Connor state, where she drops things, freaks out at danger, shrieks, cries, screams, wails, and generally has no idea what to do.

And we get to see the exact moment when she goes from cute little civilian girl to Sarah Connor, bitches. It's AWESOME.


An added bonus is seeing her interacting with Kyle Reese, who is encountering a clueless civilian for the very first time in his life. A clueless civilian who happens to be the most kickass woman in the universe - or at least, she will be, if he can get it through her thick skull...


Yep. Liked this movie the first time I saw it, but having now seen two (*coughs*) sequels and a tv series, I like it so much more.