1.
SOME ANON WROTE ME SUPERMAN/OWEN IN THE COMMENTS TO THE SANTA EXCHANGE. SUPERMAN. OWEN. IT IS FANFUCKING TASTIC. I WANT A WHOLE FREAKING SERIES NOW.
2. [insert my thoughts on slash vs. gen here]
3. [insert my sheer disbelief that we have to get into this again]
4. HEADDESK.
5. I made the best comment I have ever made in LJ ever, last night, over in Sam's LJ:
Amand-r: Though with all that cheese, you really should have some Citrucel.
Miss Winterhill: I like brie rind. I eat it last, like taking apart an oreo.
Amand-r: I have never liked Brie. It tastes like mouldy mushrooms. Yes, I get the irony of that statement.
Miss Winterhill: I hate stuffed peppers.
Amand-r: Hahahahaha I LOVE STUFFED PEPPERS. WE'RE LIKE POLAR OPPOSITES. POLAR BEAR OPPOSITES.
Miss Winterhill: OMG DO WE GET ARMOUR? PANSERBJORN STYLE? Just don't go ripping off anyone's jaw, that's... messy.
Amand-r: I killed a bunch of internet philistines with a jaw. The jaw of an asshat.
Then I found some honey inside the guts of a lion carcass, and I was all pissed off because man, I hate honey. Why couldn't it be pudding?
I fucking love pudding.
See that up there? That's the kind of mood I'm in today. If I had time I'd write you a killer essay about something funny. But I don't have time for you, which is a shame because the thing I'm wasting my time on today is a total suckhole.
6. Finished season one of Dexter last night. Uhm, yeah.
7. Also, I am getting new eyeballs today. I mean contacts. Contacts. Yeah.
Goddammit. I want some dead lion tummy pudding. What flavour would that be? Butterscotch? I think I have butterscotch pudding...