Last night I had a Ridiculous Glee Experience, meaning my brain immediately realized this episode was gonna suck and activated Forced Entertainment Mode (or Gossip Girl Mode) to make up for it. By the end of the episode I realized I needed to never talk to goddesspharo again, because:

a) If there is an Everything Is Spies page on TV Tropes, I'm pretty sure ( Read more... )

Everyone's talking about Glee. ( No one's talking to each other. )

How is it that every time I work on Princess Protection Program fic my monarchy!boner gets the best of me and I turn a ridiculous Disney movie into super srs bsns fic? I used to think it was just that Demi Lovato's life choices made me sad and it spread to my ~writing, but I'm starting to suspect this is one of those IT'S NOT YOU, IT'S ME ( Read more... )

Which is sadder: that I bought myself a Christmas present and actually wrapped it or that in wrapping it I discovered I suck epically at that? (I bought Gaiman's The Graveyard Book just because it's so rare to find his books, let alone in English. I mean, I know technically I could order it online, but international shipping is not my friend. * ( Read more... )

Writing is stupid. I did manage to get exactly 502 words out for a Wizards of Waverly Place/Princess Protection Program crossover that I totally stole from amathela (as you know, that is the kind of loser-y that is my life now) but I'm counting it as an accomplishment, considering everything else I plot out stays like that - nicely plotted out. At least ( Read more... )

Am I the last person in the world to find out that Bones was a comedy? Is this what I get for rejecting David Boreanaz when he's not perma-brooding?

(I still don't understand how I ever shipped Bangel)Other things I don't understand: how every time I sit down to think about the stories I want to work on right now (namely, the Kate/Renee I started ( Read more... )

Oh man, updating this junk a month later means I'll want to say ridiculous things about a bunch of stuff and probably forget (or, most likely, sit here and just talk about Dina Meyer being reason enough to ignore the sins of Birds of Prey.)

Things that have happened since I last (publicly) made fun of Fringe:

i. Weird musical choices! Allegedly ( Read more... )

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... )

What's up, internetz. I am updating and making PLANS. Because if I don't get out of the house, the house will kill me.

Tomorrow I will get myself a pretty notebook to write pretty things in, pens and possibly colored pencils- WHATEVER, I AM GETTING BACK INTO DRAWING AND I LIKE PRETTY COLORS. Then I will hunt down Gaga's Rolling Stone again, and ( Read more... )

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... )