So, my original plan was just to summarize the shocking and amazing discoveries that second_batgirl made while watching Dekaranger (and then Carranger) drunk, but the chatlogs are kind of a thing of glory so I might as well share the whole thing ( Read more... )

So, when I'm not mainlining Japanese kids' superhero shows, my media intake tends to be queer cinema, because it tends either to be awesome, or to be awesomely bad. (And even when it's just mediocre, the pandering tends to be towards those who like their eye candy male, so there's at least that ( Read more... )

I finally got back to importing entries from when I was on Blogger to this LJ, in part so they'll get archived offline with the rest of my LJ posts (ljArchive is a nice little tool), but largely so that all my online journaling will be in one place. (Once I finish with Blogger, I'll move on to the Xanga I had ( Read more... )

Actually, it's more that even though Facebook tries to force the fact that I've written a note at people who've friended me, more people actually read them in LJ before they get RSS'd over to Facebook ( Read more... )

I have only just solidified in my head something about myself that has bothered me for some time. It's always been true,but it took until somewhere in the middle- or high-school period for it to actually start bothering be, because before that, I really didn't care enough about socializing to be bothered if it wasn't happening right ( Read more... )

So, I have owned Running With Scissors since... sometime in middle school.

It wasn't until getting the Weird Al Show Theme stuck in my head at work this morning that I fully realized.... tater tot farm? (To be fair, that's the least absurd concept in the song, I think)

Man, sometimes people can just be so stupidly adorable. There are people on the internet (adults, mind) who think that The Office (US) invented "That's what she said!"

For a while, the man who came into the store, ordered his coffee, got told he wasn't in Starbucks, and then got ice cream was my favorite/most loathed customer who used the wrong door. Until today.

A woman walks in (is greeted with "Hi, welcome to Cold Stone!" just like everyone else), stands at the center of our store, looking at the menu. The ( Read more... )

Dear sir who walked the entire length of our deliciously waffle-scented store, past the counter full of mix-ins, to stand in front of the ice creams, after being greeted with multiple "Hi, welcome to ColdStone!"s, in order to order your coffee ( Read more... )

Hee! Squirrels!


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