( IRL rant )

Dear Dairy,

A. Fuck G.I Joe.
Instead: Club Tropicana by George Michel( as a countermeasure for Broodmothers )

Dear Dairy,

Movie was brilliant, tha, tha, tha - whatever. I know no one who didn't like it so yeah. No point in worshiping on a overbooked altar. ( Instead. )

Dear Dairy,

I'm finishing my HCL fic!hunting and it was long due. ( As the main pairing is made of dysfunctional awesome. )

Dear Dairy,

I would really, REALLY want to know someone who owns and likes to play Assassin Creed right about now.
( For scientific purposes only. )

Dear Dairy,

At this point I watch Bones ( without real enthusiasm. )

Dear Dairy,

I'm watching a lot of shows lately. Really kin of a lot. Especially when you consider that I don't actually like most of them on their own.

There's CSI, all of them.
There are discernible, easy to pinpoint and follow, rules of thinking about CSI franchise. Subjective of course.
( CSI MIMI; NY and just CSI )

Dear Dairy,

Yeah, I'm feeling ranty today so I'm gonna rant.
I've finished my website and it is shit. ( Made of gray and pink and porn but done. )

Dear Dairy,

It would appear I am completely against drug-use. Perception-alternating, or pain killers or so called "recreational drugs". Which is weird thing to discover about yourself when your favorite genre of fiction is crossover between "something-made-them-do-it" and "sex!pollen". I mean... there is whole branch of fics in my private, illegal ( Read more... )

Dear Dairy,

On the train-raid home today, and it is almost two hours, my mind was wandering. I have had Going Postal to read. I just didn't want to. I could have go to sleep. I didn't feel like it either. What I did, I started thinking about some of my more stupid ideas. And about other thing too but those are private matters of people who are not ( Read more... )