nothing, really

I'm sick and tired of this endless 'digital data collection' project we're doing at work. It was kinda interesting at the beginning, but after so many weeks, I feel like I'm going to barf if I have to look at another website in search of advertising info, lol. Especially since I've been doing some overtime on it this weekend. It was work-at-home overtime, which is a Very Good Thing compared to in-office overtime - but still. I had to look at military and motorcycling sites, for heaven's sake! That's almost worse than cheesy het porn.:P

Another thing I've been busy with over the past few days is of a much more pleasant nature, though. Namely, I've decided to organize my picture folders. Especially my Viggo picture folders. ( Read more... )

But speaking of Viggo... he looks extremely sexy on the cover of the October issue of Men's Journal. I couldn't help but notice it while grocery shopping last Friday... so of course I picked him up and took him home.;) (If only it were that easy, LOL!...) Anyway... I just discovered another favorite quote describing his fashion sense: the author of the article says he came to the interview dressed as if he's going to the hardware store to buy a nail gun. That's our Viggo, for sure. Another journalist had once seen him wearing no-nonsense gray pants that a plumber might wear to unclog a drain, or something to that effect.:) Gotta love such consistency in his blatant disregard for the Hollywood image.:D

Also, apparently some men really are color-blind, because the article describes him as 'hazel-eyed'. I mean, you'd think there have been enough close-ups in his recent films for anyone to notice the eye color - but perhaps it's only the women journalists who pay attention to such irrelevant details.:P

( No other news here, I'm afraid. )