Tired of c_dub (a high school nickname), now named after a poet from a book of poetry (
Poetry My Arse) who I aspire to be like. Or think like, at least; probably shouldn't attempt to emulate poor poem-smitten, moneytrouble Ace. My first tattoo is going to be something from that book, though I can never settle on what. Perhaps "I am half-way to anywhere" or, like a proprietary brand, "Ace de Horner" in my own handwriting, but I'm leaning more and more towards just "hopefully yours"
In other news, Tim Roth how are you so hottttt? Watching
Lie to Me is getting to be a little too self indulgent at this point (WHY COULDN'T YOU BE SNAPE, GODDAMNIT. Alan, I love you, but they were right in casting Tim for the role first).
LEAVING IN TWO AND A HALF WEEKS HOLY SHIT. I can admit to being fucking terrified. But! I'll make it to San Diego just in time for Pride! So yay. I'm currently missing SF Pride RIGHT NOW so I am very glad I get to go to SD's.
WORK NOW BYE.