Friday night is all right...
* Yesterday was my girl's birthday (ethrosdemon) and I missed it. I'm sorry, chicken, but you know I was out promoting the cause and what have you. Slytherin pride all the way. Just so you know though, I am working on a special crack story, all for you. ::hugs::
* You know how you're always hearing about how people are bad and evol and out for themselves (which is not necessarily untrue), but it makes me a bit sad that people don't have more faith in each other. Not that I do, but that's not the point. (I never said I was above hypocrisy). The point in all this is that real acts of kindness aren't huge and grandiose. They're small and come from the heart, and for the record, tarar has got the biggest heart and is just amazing and brilliant and so giving. Wow. I'm honoured just to be in the same fandom as her.
* Many months ago, probably about eight, I was all in a tizzy because I'd seen a billboard for this movie: Friday Night Lights and it had American football players holding hands, and I was like 'Why isn't everybody talking about this film? It's got gay football players! It's like Footballers Wives and Queer as Folk! Only not.'
Anyway, kattiya informed me that it was not about gay footballers, but just about football in some tiny town, and man, way to burst my bubble. So I thought no more of it -- until a few weeks ago when kattiya said, dude, you have to see this movie, and I was very cagey because, why would I want to see this movie about American football -- not even the real, good football, but this other stuff?
OMG, people, I fucking *loved* this film. It was smart and brutal and almost made the baby hackthis cry. And the boys. Sweet Mother of Zeus, the boys. It's like Jailbait Hotness 101. Plus, it's the gayest straight movie ever -- there's comfort and crying and the only thing missing was the sex -- which I am SO going to write.
Winchell/Billingsly/Chavez = OT3.
Watch it. It's not about football, it's about pressure and family and trying to make your own way in the world. It's just -- damn, it's fucking good, I have to buy it.
Moving along, the challenge on audiography wants people to recommend sexy songs. No not songs about sex, well, they can be, but it's more about tone. You know like Marvin Gaye vs George Michael wanting sex. Okay. Yuck. One is slick the other is just -- well, dodgy. Anyway, go to the comm and drop some songs, or hey, here's an even better idea, cut out the middle man and just give them to me! :D
* You know how you're always hearing about how people are bad and evol and out for themselves (which is not necessarily untrue), but it makes me a bit sad that people don't have more faith in each other. Not that I do, but that's not the point. (I never said I was above hypocrisy). The point in all this is that real acts of kindness aren't huge and grandiose. They're small and come from the heart, and for the record, tarar has got the biggest heart and is just amazing and brilliant and so giving. Wow. I'm honoured just to be in the same fandom as her.
* Many months ago, probably about eight, I was all in a tizzy because I'd seen a billboard for this movie: Friday Night Lights and it had American football players holding hands, and I was like 'Why isn't everybody talking about this film? It's got gay football players! It's like Footballers Wives and Queer as Folk! Only not.'
Anyway, kattiya informed me that it was not about gay footballers, but just about football in some tiny town, and man, way to burst my bubble. So I thought no more of it -- until a few weeks ago when kattiya said, dude, you have to see this movie, and I was very cagey because, why would I want to see this movie about American football -- not even the real, good football, but this other stuff?
OMG, people, I fucking *loved* this film. It was smart and brutal and almost made the baby hackthis cry. And the boys. Sweet Mother of Zeus, the boys. It's like Jailbait Hotness 101. Plus, it's the gayest straight movie ever -- there's comfort and crying and the only thing missing was the sex -- which I am SO going to write.
Winchell/Billingsly/Chavez = OT3.
Watch it. It's not about football, it's about pressure and family and trying to make your own way in the world. It's just -- damn, it's fucking good, I have to buy it.
Moving along, the challenge on audiography wants people to recommend sexy songs. No not songs about sex, well, they can be, but it's more about tone. You know like Marvin Gaye vs George Michael wanting sex. Okay. Yuck. One is slick the other is just -- well, dodgy. Anyway, go to the comm and drop some songs, or hey, here's an even better idea, cut out the middle man and just give them to me! :D