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welcome. come honor my vomit.
Today I proved, once again, that I am a smooth motherfucker with mad social skills. It really wasn't my fault, though. ( Or, The Story Of What Happens When I Run Into People ) -
Shirley Manson, guide my hand.
I think Gossip Girl finally comes back next week, and I'm embarrassed to say the mere prospect of Chuck and Blair reuniting, as concocted by the monkeys that edit CW promos, makes me react in this totally irrational rage-y way. This means I am now exactly as smart as the actual Chair fans that sort of promo is supposed to entice. I know I'm being ( Read more... ) -
that ashley tisdale tag will never be this appropriate again.
My day:
- Throw slight hissy fit over journalism basically wanting a big ass nuclear disaster in Japan (did I mention I hate journalism?) + smug ass commentary from ~experts + people saying that's Japan's karma for Pearl Harbor (please kill yourself).
- Go to school, attempt to fix Uni Situation of Doom.
- Uni Situation of Doom can't be fixed.
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at nature.
Dear Red Dead Redemption,
As much as I appreciate you literally winning a poker game in Armadillo for me, it freaks me out when I'm not even touching the controller and the bets/cards keep going without me. It makes me feel inadequate, as a human being, and raises the slight suspicion that Rockstar is Skynet. Cut that out ( Read more... ) -
Everyone Remembers The Sandwich
Never doubt the sainthood of Shirley Manson and Our Lady Gaga. There is no bad phone call that can't be made slightly better when you're basking in the afterglow of unexpected Garbage in HD. There is no sad mood following said phone call that can't be turned upside down by watching your brother attempt to troll your father with "DUH, GAGA CAME ( Read more... ) -
Gagamon HeartGold is not a real game. Yet.
I've come down with Gaga Fever again, I don't know what to do with myself. Last week I stumbled upon ficangel's The Super Doesn't Stand For Model (I'm suddenly aware that I don't know how to link to DW users D:) which is a Superhero AU that suffers from Not Enough Gaga/Beyoncé and Wait What Is Kelly Clarkson's Power? but is otherwise really fun to read. ( Read more... ) -
Why don't I have a Charmed icon? Why am I still watching TV?
Hai internet ( Read more... ) -
2009 is ending. still no guitar lessons for Rufus :(
GUYS, IT'S RAINING. I AM SO HAPPY I HAD TO UPDATE ( Read more... ) -
Word vomit.
Possibly, this is the aftermath of Mary going NO CLASS FOR YOU, BRAIN. Also, I have nothing to talk about, so I ramble.
I've been reading up on Tori Amos' new album and I wish I could coherently express how much Tori having a song named GIVE is making me dive into a pool of lulz. GIVE: From the makers of Ode to the Banana King, In the Springtime ( Read more... ) -
Evening News: Caffeine is my mistress; Blair is Serena's.
So much for resolve. I've had a bucket of coffee this afternoon, then killed off non-viking characters, wrote some Serena/Georgie that feels awkward but is making me lol (mostly because as I was writing it, I realized I might be in need of a 'leave Blake Lively alone' tag) and concluded that I hate driving around New York Liberty City (most of all ( Read more... )