:: hung over ::
Ugh...
But at least Black Lagoon ep. 4-5 were released by Shinshin Fansubs. I really like the opening to Black Lagoon. It's techno with a rock edge, and I really like that. Somewhere between pop and rock... that's where I live...
I managed (somehow) to write a few pages last night of YAOI, mostly because I couldn't focus on reading Ouran High School Host Club raws. The Drunken Ones were in full force last night. I wasn't drunk, mind you, but I DID drink something I generally don't: Long Island Ice Tea. POTENT.
I've also been feeling the urge to slash... but... what? I don't know what to write? I vaguely considered Blood+ HajiXSaya, but... am I in a HET mood? AM I??
I saw the funniest thing I'd seen in a while. I thought it was just a TV/Movie convention, but I saw LIVING PROOF at Starbucks.
A guy in his 50-60s with the Sensitive Guy patch of hair (aka: a carefully tended goatee), white hair, in a BRIGHT red mustang with a HUGE spoiler, black shades and... GET THIS... A TINY CHIHUAHUA IN HIS LAP!! OMFG. I laughed so hard that I thought I was gonna die!! (It was mostly because my head already felt like Gremlins had snuck in my ears and were attacking my neurons with tiny rock-hammers and a grudge, but that's a DIFFERENT story. :: moves to the side :: )
Ah, it was SOOOO L.A. that I couldn't stop laughing. Sadly, my first thought was... is he a MINISTER??
You know... Revivals. Tammy Faye... sort of thing. I don't know; I've never been to one, but that's always rather been my impression of Revival preachers: gold chains, white suits, and god. And tiny chihuahuas.
I long for death. :: pukey ::
But at least Black Lagoon ep. 4-5 were released by Shinshin Fansubs. I really like the opening to Black Lagoon. It's techno with a rock edge, and I really like that. Somewhere between pop and rock... that's where I live...
I managed (somehow) to write a few pages last night of YAOI, mostly because I couldn't focus on reading Ouran High School Host Club raws. The Drunken Ones were in full force last night. I wasn't drunk, mind you, but I DID drink something I generally don't: Long Island Ice Tea. POTENT.
I've also been feeling the urge to slash... but... what? I don't know what to write? I vaguely considered Blood+ HajiXSaya, but... am I in a HET mood? AM I??
I saw the funniest thing I'd seen in a while. I thought it was just a TV/Movie convention, but I saw LIVING PROOF at Starbucks.
A guy in his 50-60s with the Sensitive Guy patch of hair (aka: a carefully tended goatee), white hair, in a BRIGHT red mustang with a HUGE spoiler, black shades and... GET THIS... A TINY CHIHUAHUA IN HIS LAP!! OMFG. I laughed so hard that I thought I was gonna die!! (It was mostly because my head already felt like Gremlins had snuck in my ears and were attacking my neurons with tiny rock-hammers and a grudge, but that's a DIFFERENT story. :: moves to the side :: )
Ah, it was SOOOO L.A. that I couldn't stop laughing. Sadly, my first thought was... is he a MINISTER??
You know... Revivals. Tammy Faye... sort of thing. I don't know; I've never been to one, but that's always rather been my impression of Revival preachers: gold chains, white suits, and god. And tiny chihuahuas.
I long for death. :: pukey ::