stella & inga have become so boring

have stella & i really become so boring we have nothing to report? well, let's see if any of this is of any consequence:

1. my loveliest of lovely friends, liv, apparently almost got swept away in a tornado over the weekend! according to initial reports, she was on the interstate and had to take refuge in a gas station, only to have a gas pump blow over, and then had to run out of the gas station and take refuge in a mcdonald's! i wonder - did she free fries to help her make it through her ordeal?

2. for a completely ridiculous and stupid time, check out this anne heche/eric roberts movie on lifetime. anne is obviously playing her crazy self and roberts is, franky, a sexy mother fucker. i mean, i even watched that sitcom he was in with that girl who suddenly lost too much weight and andy dick. this movie is is sooo bad, it's good. really good. trust me. sunday, suffering from a delayed hangover after donagh's unexpected but very excellent visit (whisky, whisky, whisky, why do I love you so?), i was a ball o' fun on the couch, eyes glued, to this trainwreck: Fatal Desire.

seriously, would inga let you down?