So yesterday there was a Simple Life marathon on TV and it was 40 degrees so there was NOTHING TO DO but sit around and watch it for five hours in wide-eyed wonder. I think part of my brain actually turned to mush. If I hear anyone, ever, say "Do you love it?" or "That's hot!" again in my life I will actually start crying.

Two things on the agenda ( Read more... )

Oh no! Oh no :( I'm about a quarter of the way through a book, and I want it to be the last book I read in '07 (because I don't want the last book I read to have been a shitty Laurell k. Hamilton, ick) and I have three hours to read it and I'm like OK! I will sit and read this book! First, I will check my emails! And then I will check live journal ( Read more... )

Last night in my sleep I apparently urgently exclaimed "We need a bigger shovel...for the PEOPLE!" I-This could mean SO MANY THINGS. I just DON'T KNOW. The people! Needed to garden? Bury someone? *shrugs*

HEY. I just recently started paying attention to the lyrics on MCR's first album, and in the awesome "Fuck you, we're breaking up and you can DIE ( Read more... )

I would like a Gerard/Bob/Frankie love triangle, please. Or maybe established Gee/Frank and they decide to...have sex with Bob. I dunno, I'm too tired to come up with a plausible situation tonight. Just. It'd be real hot, ok?

( It might go a bit like this little snippet, maybe. )