I've wanted to post something like this for a long time.  I've even written them and then deleted them before posting.  It always got all rambling and made me sound like one of "those fans."  You know, the ones striding though the convention hall yelling "if you don't like it, Fritz, then just stop reading!"

I don't want to be a Becky.

So this is my ( Read more... )

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 FIVE SECONDS OF TEXT ON THE SCREEN =/= TEASER/TRAILER/PROMO FOR BEING HUMAN.  COMING SOON =/= ANY SORT OF DATE OR TIME OR MONTH OR WHATEVER.

SYFY, YOU AND I WILL HAVE WORDS.  AND THOSE WORDS WILL NO BE PLEASANT.

I needs my Marksha.

This is another one of those posts asking you not to crosspost things from my journal to FB or Twitter.  While my Twitter is fairly fandom-y, my FB isn't (at least not as much).  My parents are on there (and though they know I get a kick out of slash, I'm not sure they know I write it).  My employers are on there.  I know for a motherfucking fact ( Read more... )

I honestly don't mind if your footsteps fall a little on the heavy side.  During the day.  It is currently ten o'clock at night.  I have had the worst day EVER at work and my roommate has a migraine.  The chandelier-light-thingy in our kitchen IS SHAKING EVERY TIME YOU TAKE A STEP.  The other night, you looked like such pretty, skinny little girls ( Read more... )

My mother said, "you need to go back to church.  College skewed you too much," to me.

Damn that hippie, liberal arts agenda that taught me not all Muslims are terrorists (that's seriously our issue now).  Damn it to Hell with that sympathetic Devil guy.  I'mma go to church and learn about love and understanding.

My family is so weird.

Dearest plot bunnies,

I don't care how persistent you are, I AM WRITING THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL ABOUT SATAN.  PLEASE DO NOT BE DISTURBING ME WITH FIC IDEAS.

No, plot bunnies, i don't care how much you want to see Nick and Dean getting stuck raising brought-back-by-God-as-a-baby-girl-to-start-over!Gabriel.  I don't care if you think Sam and Dean ( Read more... )

Good News: I have sixty dollars for merchandise at Jersey Con!  Yay!

Bad News: I have sixty dollars for merchandise at Jersey Con because AJ Buckley won't be in the country and someone *coughmcough* already bought Ghostfacer photo op tickets.  Pfffft.

Please, people, help me bug Creation into getting Marksha at that Convention because my Charlie the ( Read more... )

Yay, I found something else to rant about in the absence of speech ( Read more... )