Unrelated: my MP3 player seems to have mysteriously croaked. So irritating. I only had it for a year and a half, and never did get my music organized to my liking. I probably expect too much out of things. Right when I was starting to think about splurging on an e-reader, too. Grr ( Read more... )

Clearly I need to stop reading fluff news, 'cause it angers up the blood.

( The 'out of your league' study )

1) ( Getting the whining out of the way )

Dun dun dun what to read after cyberpunk la la la... hm. I already have Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell and haven't read it yet, because (I thought) it's too large to carry around. I should jump it up the stack and just carry a bigger bag, or I'll never get there.

( This got long, with the edits )

The first thing I did this morning after hitting the snooze button was to flip off the alarm clock. It can only get better from there. [edit, that evening: this statement is incorrect. but that's another story.]

Dear Cary, my terrific online friend is terrible in person! Oh...dear. Mr. Tennis, true to form, takes it as an opportunity to wax poetic ( Read more... )

I didn't know it was that annoying.

( Icky stuff )

Savage Love is running a letter this week about an obsessed YGO fangirl. Not kidding. The answer is possibly the most charitable thing I've ever heard said about obsessed fanlets ("juvenile and retarded" rates as charitable, yes), and the posited explanation makes a whole lot of sense to me, too. It's *sniff* lovely.

Article and illustration that ( Read more... )

Holy hell.

( It's My Favorite Metaphor. )

Not to mix my lyrics, but: Underachievers of the world, uh, something.

( thoughts, and the comment that I thought was most relevant here )

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CT's advice column today on Salon as interpreted by some readers was, or may have been, about a pathologically insecure loser who only went for the low-hanging fruit - women who aren't attractive enough to get anything better - and then verbally pressured them into doing whatever he wanted. But now he's got a real girlfriend, you know, not an ( Read more... )