1. Happy birthday, America. Belated. I’m sorry. I was too busy drinking mojitos and watching fireworks to wish you well on the day of. But you were in my thoughts as I downed my minty vodka-y goodness. I thought of how the monarchy hating puritans marched into this great land and killed all the Native- oh wait, wrong holiday. I thought of how we ( Read more... )

1. I'm going through a highly traumatic period in my life right now. And by that I mean that my entire family with the addition of my boyfriend and friends are trying to drive me certifiably insane.

You may- or may not, I have no idea how much attention you people pay attention to my life, tbh. If we're talking reciprocal attention, then we all ( Read more... )

WTF IS THIS SHIT I DO NOT LIKE BEING SNEAK ATTACKED WITH MY EX BOYFRIEND'S FACE.

SERIOUSLY, I HAVE BEEN LIKE, SAINTLY GOOD FOR THREE FUCKING YEARS. I HAVEN'T FACEBOOK STALKED HIM OR TRIED TO CALL HIM OR TRIED TO ASK ABOUT HIM AND I EVEN STEER CLEAR OF THE ENTIRE CITY OF BOSTON AND PARTS OF LONG ISLAND TO AVOID EVER HAVING TO SEE HIS STUPID FUCKING ( Read more... )

I don't want to jinx it -knocking on every available wooden surface I can find- but I think my writing groove is back.

Which is kind of nice, 'cause I have all but like, one paragraph of the newest chapter of Swagger Like Us done it is mostly dialogue, shut up, and two piece-y pages of We Could Take To The Highway endings I am bad at endings, which ( Read more... )

Ugh, ugh, ugh. I have done everything I was supposed to do today. I finished that stupid Halloween fic that I promised myself I'd have done- even though I wasn't totally satisfied with it. I promoted Shut Your Eyes on the comms, since I forgot to do so when I posted in favor of sleep. I carved a Jack-O-Lantern (his name is Angelo, he is adorable). ( Read more... )

When you are having a bad, horrible day, read porn. It is sure to make you feel better. Yes, this is pimpage of someone else's fic.

Rawr, I mostly came on here to say that I want to see Say Anything at the Starland Ballroom next week, but can't, because it's at six in NYC and I'm a 9 to 5er in New Jersey. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrawr.

Also, I just had a ( Read more... )

Oh god, I don't think there are enough words for how giddy I was when I found out about the Sherlock miniseries. Or, I guess I should say I was giddy when I actually began watching it? With it's prolific gay jokes and serial killer cracks? I will spare you all my thoughts until I've seen the next bit, but for now, have a texted conversation between ( Read more... )

So my bitchy friend-stealing ex roommate just got into UCSD for the masters program, which okay, is great for her and everything, but kind of pisses me off. Because she's three years younger than me, and because I feel like a total failure that she's in grad school before me ( Read more... )

ACK. I need to stop getting my flirt on with people when I'm trashed ( Read more... )

My family keeps telling me I need new friends, which I never agreed with before since I pride myself on being intensely loyal until you fuck with me and expect my friends to do the same. But lately I'm starting to see what they mean ( Read more... )