I feel yucky. Cold and kinda hungry, but mainly sick. 'Specially 'cos Pizza Hut keeps showing these adverts for their lasagne pizza on Comedy Central and SciFi, so the whole four hours time I was flopped on the couch in a stupor watching Dogma and Dead Like Me, I was bombarded by this thing. And that pizza? QP the nastiest looking thing since cheese bratwurst and raw pork. Agh. I can't even point out what it is, but just looking at it makes me gag. GREEEEEEAAASSE. D:
I know, whine whine, vegetarian, vegetarian.
Oh, Threadless.
You are a damn cruel panda crack pusher, printing half my bloody $5-rated submissions. WHY COULD NOT YOU HAVE DONE THIS WHEN YOU WERE HAVING THE $10 SALES OF GREAT MADNESS?
Oh, man. Boys, boys, boys. (That is to say, "Lida and Yurasama", but it's easier to write "boys" three times. :3) They are both so talented at their respective instruments, and their music contains so much awesome per note, and Lida has a fucking killer voice when rapping or doing the 80's-hair-metal-ballad-throwback thing, but ... oh, boys. They fail so hard at harmonising. XD;; This is my devotion to Dacco, okay? If this were not Lida and Yurasama, if it were any other atonal discordant aaaaaah-you're-FLAT-man! band having these problems, the mp3s would be trashed and I would never come near them again. God. I love my sucky hopelessly dorky band of adorableness so much. ♥
(Lord, but it makes me miss Daishi. ;_;) I MEAN, LOLZ MACH LIDARZ WTF. (No, really. That is the most insanely cracktasticly awesome name ever. Oh my god, Lida, you are fabulous, may I keep you in my pocket please.)
(this is seekritly backposted, because I fail tremendously at hitting the goddamn POST button. D:)