But I don't really like you, apologetically dressed
I left my iPod in the car because I thought I was going out again and now I can't be bothered going to get it and sync it up for Last.FM so I'm sitting in silence playing Bones over and over in my head.
Why yes, you say I'm crazy, I got your crazy.
Association Meme: Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.
forcastisrayne gave me mine!
- ~fangirl~
I choose to take this as several points. Firstly, lowercasing. I freaking love lowercasing to the point that I actively override my sidekick's capital letters sometimes. I don't know why, I think it's because it looks even.
Secondly, ~tildes~. Or sarcasm lines as I like to call them. I use them excessively and really need to attend tildes anonymous. Last semester I remember sitting in front of my computer basically ripping my hair out because I couldn't think of a way to phrase something in an essay without using tildes. Gahhh.
Lastly, fangirling. I am a huge fangirl for so many things. I think I've always been like this, the first thing I fangirled was the Spice Girls. Despite what you may think, my fangirling has calmed down a lot in the last two years, it definitely peaked in 2007. Having said that, my epic Savage Garden fangirling in school with Adilee will never ever be beaten. EVER. I still maintain that nothing quite comes close to that moment of squee when you hear That Band on the radio, when someone mentions how great That Band are, when you see That Band in a magazine, or when you see That Band live. Also, if you meet That Band and they're just as lovely and sweet and awesome as you dreamed, your fangirl might just break. Oh B.Flow, why so cute?
I would hate to grow out of fangirling entirely, I don't give a shit if it's totally daggy.
- The Killers
I just re-read that entry I linked to up there and I have to say I am in love with that band. They didn't ~save my life~ or anything cheesy but I just adore them. The first time I saw the Somebody Told Me clip, I was totally in love. B.Flow is my boy and I'm so glad that the one time I met him he was sweet and exactly how I would have expected. Day & Age is still sort of growing on me and I'm not sure it's their best work evarrrr but Goodnight, Travel Well and Dustland Fairytale are already two of my favourite songs. I do wish they'd go back to the days when they had fun with their name though; photoshoots with "dead" models in the background, being blood spattered, singing about whacking girls called Jenny. *sigh*
I'm seeing them sometime soon! V Fest ftw! I wish I had the motivation/money/planning to follow them around the country and see them a million times but I will have to settle for battling it out at V Fest. BARRIER PLEASE. I HAVE NEVER BEEN ON THE BARRIER FOR THE KILLERS BEFORE.
- Black Parade Jacket
And I WAS pretty sure I only wore it once, but here I am laying trapped on the floor of the Big Gay Dorm in my INCREDIBLY EXPENSIVE BLACK PARADE JACKET. I am clearly drunk and protesting violently. I do recall dead roaches being thrown at me shortly after and my bursting into tears. Good times!
- Darrrrrrrren love
I was completely in love with this man for most of my high school years. I seriously thought I would marry him, if not my next door neighbour. Yeah, he's gay now. And I'm disillusioned too. But if/when he ever gets back here, I have no doubt that I will desperately attempt to meet him. Crash & Burn was my total saviour in like year 10-12.
- Bras n Things (lol)
Ahhh BNT, what you did to me. To this day I have no idea how the fuck I got that job, I do not even remember applying for it, nor why I would apply for it because tbqh, back then I was kind of an enormous prude and I'm not sure I'd been inside a BNT for more than 60 seconds. But I got the job with my sweet sales pitch for my parking chip and was launched into nearly 3 years of retail hell. Shit managers, bitchy girls, horribly hideous stock, 3 hour shifts in Midland, the works.
But like everything I complain about and continue to tolerate in my life, I did kind of like it. I learned how to fit a bra (every girl should know, tbh), became an awesome kickass cashier, had minions, had shitloads of ~sexy lingerie~ which I just wore under everything and really badly miss, and I had the "Fitting Specialist" lanyard of power with the key to the back room on. I had a good time, learnt a lot, showed more people my underwear than I ever had before, and groped myself in front of customers, husbands, co-workers and rooms full of people etc etc etc.
I miss my 40% discount like you would not believe.
- Big Gay Dorm
Naw, the Big Gay Dorm was the centre of my socialising for a good few years. I met lots of awesome people through it and had really interesting friendships. I also drank a whole fuckload, which presumably assisted these interesting friendships. First time I ever went clubbing was with Jane and Wayne and Doug (I think?) to Pink. Puppy and I still don't know how we met but it was something to do with the BGD. It got me into Queer as Folk, Oz, and wayyyy more awesome stuff. Naw, fond memories, fond memories.
ANYWAY THAT IS ENOUGH OF MY LIFE STORY FOR THE NIGHT.
THANK YOU GOODNIGHT.
Why yes, you say I'm crazy, I got your crazy.
Association Meme: Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.
forcastisrayne gave me mine!
- ~fangirl~
I choose to take this as several points. Firstly, lowercasing. I freaking love lowercasing to the point that I actively override my sidekick's capital letters sometimes. I don't know why, I think it's because it looks even.
Secondly, ~tildes~. Or sarcasm lines as I like to call them. I use them excessively and really need to attend tildes anonymous. Last semester I remember sitting in front of my computer basically ripping my hair out because I couldn't think of a way to phrase something in an essay without using tildes. Gahhh.
Lastly, fangirling. I am a huge fangirl for so many things. I think I've always been like this, the first thing I fangirled was the Spice Girls. Despite what you may think, my fangirling has calmed down a lot in the last two years, it definitely peaked in 2007. Having said that, my epic Savage Garden fangirling in school with Adilee will never ever be beaten. EVER. I still maintain that nothing quite comes close to that moment of squee when you hear That Band on the radio, when someone mentions how great That Band are, when you see That Band in a magazine, or when you see That Band live. Also, if you meet That Band and they're just as lovely and sweet and awesome as you dreamed, your fangirl might just break. Oh B.Flow, why so cute?
I would hate to grow out of fangirling entirely, I don't give a shit if it's totally daggy.
- The Killers
I just re-read that entry I linked to up there and I have to say I am in love with that band. They didn't ~save my life~ or anything cheesy but I just adore them. The first time I saw the Somebody Told Me clip, I was totally in love. B.Flow is my boy and I'm so glad that the one time I met him he was sweet and exactly how I would have expected. Day & Age is still sort of growing on me and I'm not sure it's their best work evarrrr but Goodnight, Travel Well and Dustland Fairytale are already two of my favourite songs. I do wish they'd go back to the days when they had fun with their name though; photoshoots with "dead" models in the background, being blood spattered, singing about whacking girls called Jenny. *sigh*
I'm seeing them sometime soon! V Fest ftw! I wish I had the motivation/money/planning to follow them around the country and see them a million times but I will have to settle for battling it out at V Fest. BARRIER PLEASE. I HAVE NEVER BEEN ON THE BARRIER FOR THE KILLERS BEFORE.
- Black Parade Jacket
And I WAS pretty sure I only wore it once, but here I am laying trapped on the floor of the Big Gay Dorm in my INCREDIBLY EXPENSIVE BLACK PARADE JACKET. I am clearly drunk and protesting violently. I do recall dead roaches being thrown at me shortly after and my bursting into tears. Good times!
- Darrrrrrrren love
I was completely in love with this man for most of my high school years. I seriously thought I would marry him, if not my next door neighbour. Yeah, he's gay now. And I'm disillusioned too. But if/when he ever gets back here, I have no doubt that I will desperately attempt to meet him. Crash & Burn was my total saviour in like year 10-12.
- Bras n Things (lol)
Ahhh BNT, what you did to me. To this day I have no idea how the fuck I got that job, I do not even remember applying for it, nor why I would apply for it because tbqh, back then I was kind of an enormous prude and I'm not sure I'd been inside a BNT for more than 60 seconds. But I got the job with my sweet sales pitch for my parking chip and was launched into nearly 3 years of retail hell. Shit managers, bitchy girls, horribly hideous stock, 3 hour shifts in Midland, the works.
But like everything I complain about and continue to tolerate in my life, I did kind of like it. I learned how to fit a bra (every girl should know, tbh), became an awesome kickass cashier, had minions, had shitloads of ~sexy lingerie~ which I just wore under everything and really badly miss, and I had the "Fitting Specialist" lanyard of power with the key to the back room on. I had a good time, learnt a lot, showed more people my underwear than I ever had before, and groped myself in front of customers, husbands, co-workers and rooms full of people etc etc etc.
I miss my 40% discount like you would not believe.
- Big Gay Dorm
Naw, the Big Gay Dorm was the centre of my socialising for a good few years. I met lots of awesome people through it and had really interesting friendships. I also drank a whole fuckload, which presumably assisted these interesting friendships. First time I ever went clubbing was with Jane and Wayne and Doug (I think?) to Pink. Puppy and I still don't know how we met but it was something to do with the BGD. It got me into Queer as Folk, Oz, and wayyyy more awesome stuff. Naw, fond memories, fond memories.
ANYWAY THAT IS ENOUGH OF MY LIFE STORY FOR THE NIGHT.
THANK YOU GOODNIGHT.