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My best friend met David Duchovny in Vancouver this past weekend. Verdict--hot AND nice and apparently not easily frightened, since after she spotted him 4 other people came running up to talk to him. Le sigh.

My dog is my baby, and since the almost-fianceé and I broke up and are in that "what the fuck do we do now and how do we feel about this shit" phase, and the pool of single men around these here parts is rapidly waning, she (and whatever other dogs I get after her) could be the only baby, ever. No complaints, though--no diapers, no late-night feedings, and she knows how to give hugs and kisses.

Oh, and count me in on the Hannah Montana scandal pool. What's it gonna be? Meth? Pregnancy? Hooking up with a greasy Federline type who looks like her dad?

I saw these photos yesterday and I nearly went nuts. There's also an auctin going on right now through Gillian Anderson that offers a chance to be an extra on the movie. Too bad it's already over $3,000.

Not but 30 minutes ago I posted a link to one of the new Mulder and Scully pictures with the label "HOT." And by hot I do indeed mean both of them.

LAWD.

I saw these photos yesterday and I nearly went nuts. There's also an auctin going on right now through Gillian Anderson that offers a chance to be an extra on the movie. Too bad it's already over $3,000.

Hey, I am flanked by two Agent Scullys while proclaiming the hotness of that very person. That certainly doesn't happen everyday.

See how excited I am? I can't even type! That should read 'auction'. Sheesh.

And I don't know about the triple post above; maybe my computer is excited too. Sincere apologies.

Stupid work blocking stupid popoholic! I wanna see Mulder/Scully hotness. WANNA! NOOOOWWWW!!

I'm far too much of a man to call my dogs my babies. Certainly not when we're all piled on the couch for cookies-and-cuddle time.

Aw, fuck.

In the common vernacular of the young people: Squeeeeeee! for the X-Files news. The day I realized I would likely never find another show I loved THAT much in my lifetime...well, it was a very sad day indeed.

It's probably not good to be this excited at my age. If I keel over, please keep me plugged in until the premiere.

I've just realized I didn't even read the other PL items.

TK, can you open this?

http://www.flickr.com/photos/50887190@N00/2201809287/

Agent Scully... yes.

Yes I can.

Hot diggity.

Thank you kindly.

My dogs have health insurance, special seatbelts for the car, cold weather and rain gear, and-this is hard to admit-little wedding outfits and Halloween costumes.

both are rescued dogs, one was abused so severely that he has hip issues resulting from scarring.

I am a thirty year old American female with absolutely no intention of ever spawning.

My dogs are not substitute for children. Children suck. Dogs are way better.

Jennifer, don't be embarrassed to admit it. My girlfriend feels the same way about her baby....er....dog, and has told me that I'm second to him. In all fairness...she really is second to my cat, who I adore more than life.

I'm actually putting money on the Miley Cyrus pool that she becomes the next JamieLynnSpears. I think it's a shoe-in.

Question: should Miley Cyrus already look like she's been rode hard and put away wet? Don't you have to become an alcoholic or something first? There is a natural order of things, people. I am concerned. Well, okay, not really.

Speaking of pets as babies, I was talking to my mom one night about how I hope when I have children they won't be ugly (I know, all babies are beautiful. blah blah blah. That's a load and you know it....). Her response to me?

'Your children will be very cute if Stanley and Cooper are any indication.'

Stanley being my cat and Cooper being my dog. Awesome....

Apparently if we do, in fact, grow up to be our parents, I'm going to grow up to not know the difference between animals and humans.

I am putting my money on Miley Cyrus actually making it to 21 with nothing more than a DUI.

My three reasons:

1) She has already had her pregnancy scare. Sure it was never real, but it was out there, and her handlers will not let it happen again.

2) She is too huge of a moneymaker. Notice how most of the celebutards only started crashing when they lost the ability to pay the people taking care of them. Paris, well, Paris never bothered.

3) Her father. Billy Ray knows the pain of having it, then losing it all. He is definitely not going to let his daughter screw her chance up. Look again at the parents of the celebutards, who were too busy living off their kids to actually act like parents.

I threw in the DUI just because shit happens.

Beckie-Most babies are ugly. Weird shaped heads, skin issues, features that they are supposedly going to grow into... ick. creepy little soul suckers who will eat away at your income and your sanity and forever ruin your lady bits.

Now if you could teach them to play flyball like my dogs, I might feel differently.

David Duchovny has been number one on my 5 since Twin Peaks (which is ever so slightly twisted, now that I think of it). If our 5 could have fictional characters on it, he'd probably be numbers one through four...

Yeah, I'll agree with Vermillion. Her Dad even said in an interview that if she can't handle it, he's pulling the plug and moving her back to where they use to live. I think him being there is going to be a huge advantage over other celebs that obviously don't have that kind of parental support. Not saying she's going to be perfect, but so far from what I seen she gets it.

Just don't tell my brother about the pool. He would be ALL over it.He watched an interview with her and when it got over instantly went on this ramble about how sad it's going to be when she becomes the next Ms. BS. I'm like, "Way to go in having faith in mankind."

you think YOU guys have it tough... my 8 babies are absolutely the last for me. i have warned the biped children that i have no desire at this time to have any smaller versions of them. the quadrupeds (and occassional tri-ped) keep me perfectly happy. they seldom need baths, only one of them spits up, they are ALWAYS cuddly and never get diaper rash (well...) or scream at the top of their lungs.

but the HUMAN children are threatening me.... i should have had the boy neutered at 5 months, too.

vermillion, how's that bacholor/bacholorette try-out looking, hmmm???

-buns

Noooo don't give me X-files news! I never watched the series when it was on (shitty UK scheduling and me being waaaay too young to have watched it from the beginning). Unfortunately rather than blitzing the entire run over the course of six weeks as I would usually have done it's taken me six months to get through the first season alone - stupid housemates making it into a house ritual so I can't watch it alone.

On the dog front: my grandparents got a pedigree West Highland Terrier puppy yesterday, and they will be breeding her in years to come. It has been the single biggest spur to me getting on with my life: after all I need to own my own flat and have a decent job in four years' time so I can have one of her first litter as a Christmas present.

So. Fricking. Cute!

Awww..leave poor Miley alone. She seems like a good girl with an actual head on her shoulders. Living in the Nashville area (which is the new Hollywood, btw) you only hear good stories about the Cyrus family and none of the snarkiness. Hopefully it stays that way.

As I have said before: Mmmmm.... David Duchovny.

My dog (Obi, named by my Star Wars nerds that I am raising) is my baby, but also just my dog. But he dislocated his knee two weeks ago and I bawled like a baby all day. My daughter broke her leg when she was 2 and I was a pillar of stone. I need therapy.

Beckie - I feel you. My mom refers to my cats as her "grandkitties," and I knew she'd finally accepted my boyfriend the day she referred to him as my cats' "daddy."

Apparently, Alex has finally gotten over her dislike of puppies. Thank goodness.

Yes indeed TK my cold, cold heart has melted and I'm ready to become a fully fledged cliche. If you'll excuse me I have to go and sip Cosmos with my girlfriends, bitch about how all the good men are either married or gay and openly covet other women's shoes.

Sorry, had to get that snark out there before admitting that: Indeed I love the puppy!!! She's so pretty and curious and yesterday spent about an hour trying to eat my sweater. I could literally be entertained by her all day. I want one!