More latent fangirling!
I have rec post! It's just not all coded. I'll do it tomorrow, when I'll also be writing my history paper. Me and my rec schedule? We are not many.
But! OMG! May I reiterate: OMG! WTF! EEEE!
And I totally called it. Totally. Though maybe not the clothing optional season. I'll have to do that one myself.
Let's do the dance of right now: Oh, yay, Chris Carter, you wield no power over meeee! Because the casting director for SG-A who is still in Vancouver, hah, is fulfilling my dreams! OOOH! And you and your stupid Jossing and dis incontinuity? AHAH! I laugh in the face of your mytharc. Laugh, Carter, laugh. Also, McKay and Co. are hotter than The Lone Gunmen, so more ahah! Despite your efforts to quash my fandom, it will rise! AHAH! Carter! AHA!
Yeah, my Fannish Rage is sort of delayed. And slightly insane.
But seriously, with Firefly on this summer, and this, and oh!
Plus, I dreamt that ariastar called me. Why she would do this, I am clueless, but dream!Aria had a very nice voice. I think we talked about HBP (so close!) and time-zone differences. I don't have a very interesting subconcious.
Ooh,
So, molotov_bitch had this totally cool meme, and I have to list six songs that I'm all about, right now anyway, for I am fickle. She listed cool music, so I will drag the neatness quotient down, by being a total dork, yay.
Bad Religion: Epiphany. For it has twenty-five cent words, and clever, oh, how clever that is. Plus, it's Bad Religion, and I fail to see how that could be, well, bad.
Blink 182: Aliens Exist. I am hopelessly devoted to this band. Obviously, I couldn't just pick one of the nice n' shiny singles. For I am hardcore. Or something.
*NSYNC: It's Gonna Be Me. Oh, the peanut gallery, how you will revel in this. But they're the reason I'm in fandom, and I happen to own this cd. Okay, snickering can start now. I won't even tell you about the first fics I read. Because then you will all hate me. And that would suck. Just laugh at me, it's better that way.
Orgy: You Spin Me Right Round. I know it's a cover, but you know, my enduring weakness for a. crappy pop songs and b. platform boots makes me love this. And hum it constantly. Honestly, at least once a day. I'm really annoying in person.
Bodyjar: One in a Million. Look! My artsy cred is restored. Not that I ever really had any. But in addition to this being terribly catchy, the clip for it? Has dancing sperm. Let me say that again: Dancing. Sperm. I think I love this.
And some of you really ought to do this, but I think most of the people who are interested in it have already done it.
To get all my fandoms in, I'll mention that I've chatted about Highlander a fair bit offline this week. And I saw Star Wars again. Obi-Wan: Qui's boyfriend, terrible dresser, general hotass, Jedi dude, and back-alley abortionist. That's all I'm saying. Plus, it's a lot funnier the second time around.
But! OMG! May I reiterate: OMG! WTF! EEEE!
And I totally called it. Totally. Though maybe not the clothing optional season. I'll have to do that one myself.
Let's do the dance of right now: Oh, yay, Chris Carter, you wield no power over meeee! Because the casting director for SG-A who is still in Vancouver, hah, is fulfilling my dreams! OOOH! And you and your stupid Jossing and dis incontinuity? AHAH! I laugh in the face of your mytharc. Laugh, Carter, laugh. Also, McKay and Co. are hotter than The Lone Gunmen, so more ahah! Despite your efforts to quash my fandom, it will rise! AHAH! Carter! AHA!
Yeah, my Fannish Rage is sort of delayed. And slightly insane.
But seriously, with Firefly on this summer, and this, and oh!
Plus, I dreamt that ariastar called me. Why she would do this, I am clueless, but dream!Aria had a very nice voice. I think we talked about HBP (so close!) and time-zone differences. I don't have a very interesting subconcious.
Ooh,
So, molotov_bitch had this totally cool meme, and I have to list six songs that I'm all about, right now anyway, for I am fickle. She listed cool music, so I will drag the neatness quotient down, by being a total dork, yay.
Bad Religion: Epiphany. For it has twenty-five cent words, and clever, oh, how clever that is. Plus, it's Bad Religion, and I fail to see how that could be, well, bad.
Blink 182: Aliens Exist. I am hopelessly devoted to this band. Obviously, I couldn't just pick one of the nice n' shiny singles. For I am hardcore. Or something.
*NSYNC: It's Gonna Be Me. Oh, the peanut gallery, how you will revel in this. But they're the reason I'm in fandom, and I happen to own this cd. Okay, snickering can start now. I won't even tell you about the first fics I read. Because then you will all hate me. And that would suck. Just laugh at me, it's better that way.
Orgy: You Spin Me Right Round. I know it's a cover, but you know, my enduring weakness for a. crappy pop songs and b. platform boots makes me love this. And hum it constantly. Honestly, at least once a day. I'm really annoying in person.
Bodyjar: One in a Million. Look! My artsy cred is restored. Not that I ever really had any. But in addition to this being terribly catchy, the clip for it? Has dancing sperm. Let me say that again: Dancing. Sperm. I think I love this.
And some of you really ought to do this, but I think most of the people who are interested in it have already done it.
To get all my fandoms in, I'll mention that I've chatted about Highlander a fair bit offline this week. And I saw Star Wars again. Obi-Wan: Qui's boyfriend, terrible dresser, general hotass, Jedi dude, and back-alley abortionist. That's all I'm saying. Plus, it's a lot funnier the second time around.