Fandom crossovers make me happy.
I like seeing Klingons in my NCIS. Halloween episode FTW. "You ever try reading a Klingon's face, McGee? It ain't exactly easy." Abby as Marilyn Monroe. Pauley Perette is like, secretly hot. It's crazy.
I also can't unsee Leroy Jethro Gibbs as Captain Jack Harkness in a later age THANKS A LOT LIZ. Now I read everything he does with John Barrowman glasses. I also want to write one of my characters that ages in KoE so that they can play the younger-older versions. It's not unbelievable that they look enough alike to do it. I also have no shame in admitting that as I fashion my new cast of characters (two generations of squadrons and Zephyrs) I'm going to write to cast.
And Michael Weatherly as Tony DiNozzo is always great. "I believe in an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." "But then you just end up with a bunch of toothless blind people."
Today was the group interview for my RA position. From 1:00pm to 5. It wasn't too bad, just some team-building activities and giving RLC older people a chance to get to know me in a group dynamic for a little while. Professional, proper interview tomorrow. Wish me luck.
I'd probably be more enthused about today if I hadn't been so god damn tired -- went to LSU Late Nite at the Union and stayed up until half past three. I got some kickin' body art though, and an amazing baloon animal octopus. :D
Octi. (I save my originality for my novels.)
A sweet tattoo that I kinda wish I could really get. (Maybe one day I will.)
'M tired. I'll clean up that crappy post below tomorrow when I've got more time. And by time, I mean procrastinating from studying for my upcoming Theatre midterm on Wednesday, working on my online French due Thursday (and a skit for that class next week, and a two chapter text the next Monday), or writing my Madame Bovary response paper due this Monday. Yeah. I should probably do that today. *sigh*
P.S. I can't get over how much I like Death Cab For Cutie now. I'm so late to that party though.
sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
but while you debate half empty or half full
it slowly rises, your love is gonna drown
I also can't unsee Leroy Jethro Gibbs as Captain Jack Harkness in a later age THANKS A LOT LIZ. Now I read everything he does with John Barrowman glasses. I also want to write one of my characters that ages in KoE so that they can play the younger-older versions. It's not unbelievable that they look enough alike to do it. I also have no shame in admitting that as I fashion my new cast of characters (two generations of squadrons and Zephyrs) I'm going to write to cast.
And Michael Weatherly as Tony DiNozzo is always great. "I believe in an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." "But then you just end up with a bunch of toothless blind people."
Today was the group interview for my RA position. From 1:00pm to 5. It wasn't too bad, just some team-building activities and giving RLC older people a chance to get to know me in a group dynamic for a little while. Professional, proper interview tomorrow. Wish me luck.
I'd probably be more enthused about today if I hadn't been so god damn tired -- went to LSU Late Nite at the Union and stayed up until half past three. I got some kickin' body art though, and an amazing baloon animal octopus. :D
Octi. (I save my originality for my novels.)
A sweet tattoo that I kinda wish I could really get. (Maybe one day I will.)
'M tired. I'll clean up that crappy post below tomorrow when I've got more time. And by time, I mean procrastinating from studying for my upcoming Theatre midterm on Wednesday, working on my online French due Thursday (and a skit for that class next week, and a two chapter text the next Monday), or writing my Madame Bovary response paper due this Monday. Yeah. I should probably do that today. *sigh*
P.S. I can't get over how much I like Death Cab For Cutie now. I'm so late to that party though.
sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
but while you debate half empty or half full
it slowly rises, your love is gonna drown