they tried to make me go to rehab, but I said that would be illogical.
+ I have no words to describe the love I am feeling right now. I'm overwhelmed with the response I'm On A Ship has received. I'm pretty sure it's already gotten more comments/links than all the fanfics I've ever written combined. It was this silly idea that popped in my head and wouldn't go away, and I thought maybe like 5 other people would even get it. (Then again, we live in a world where millions of people forward each other pictures of cats eating pasta, so how I could misunderestimate so badly idk) Anyway, I stayed up till 5 AM trying to make a dent in responding to comments just to get up today and have a page more. SRSLY U GUYS OMG. ♥♥♥ Every time you rec/digg/comment/facespace, Spock's heart grows 3 sizes. To be sure.
+ Someone mentioned that it ought to be put together in After Effects (aka make a vid), and I admit a part of me is disappointed that I lack the resources to make a proper video and had to settle for picspam. For a while I had even considered doing a huge .gif :/ If anyone DOES have the time and software and skillz and would want to collaborate, contact me!
+ ontd_startrek is the Chambrpotts/PWN of Star Trek aka an amazing comm with fucking amazing people and if this movie made you jizz your space pants or even if you're only in it for PINTO you need to join or else you are out of your Vulcan mind.
+ That sentence probably needed commas.
+ I've gained a lot of new LJ friends in the last few weeks and I want to get to know you all, and get to know old fronds better, so let's bond.
~SPARKLY'S MIND MELD MEME~
Post any or all of the following:
SIGHT: what picture do you have on your desktop right now?
SOUND: what are you listening to right now?
TASTE: what would be your last meal if you were about to die in an alien attack?
SMELL: what do you smell right now?
TOUCH: what are you wearing? I may or may not be hitting on you
TRUTH: tell me something I should know about you.
PON FARR: spam me with pics of hot men. Actually you can skip the entire meme and just do this if you want. js.
MY DESKTOP:
I DON'T KNOW HOW I GET ANYTHING ACCOMPLISHED. IT'S FUCKING DISTRACTING.
SOUND:
The Glee rendition of "Rehab" on iTunes. oy. Damn thing is so catchy.
TASTE: A big ribeye steak with a loaded baked potato, caesar salad, mac and cheese and fries. And a big fruity alcoholic drink. OMG I'm so hungry now. All I have is a fucking Hot Pocket FML.
SMELL: my coffeeeeee. I need a shower. I should answer this later when the neighbors start cooking and I can smell it in my apartment.
TOUCH: these brown stretchy cutoff lounge pants that are so wide leg they look like a skirt. They're pretty fug but sooooo comfy. And a vh1 promo t-shirt. Can you tell I pretty much rolled out of bed and planted myself in front of the compy? D:
TRUTH: I hate talking about myself. Probably why I fail at first dates and interviews.
PON FARR: SEE DESKTOP.
YOUR TURN.
+ Someone mentioned that it ought to be put together in After Effects (aka make a vid), and I admit a part of me is disappointed that I lack the resources to make a proper video and had to settle for picspam. For a while I had even considered doing a huge .gif :/ If anyone DOES have the time and software and skillz and would want to collaborate, contact me!
+ ontd_startrek is the Chambrpotts/PWN of Star Trek aka an amazing comm with fucking amazing people and if this movie made you jizz your space pants or even if you're only in it for PINTO you need to join or else you are out of your Vulcan mind.
+ That sentence probably needed commas.
+ I've gained a lot of new LJ friends in the last few weeks and I want to get to know you all, and get to know old fronds better, so let's bond.
~SPARKLY'S MIND MELD MEME~
Post any or all of the following:
SIGHT: what picture do you have on your desktop right now?
SOUND: what are you listening to right now?
TASTE: what would be your last meal if you were about to die in an alien attack?
SMELL: what do you smell right now?
TOUCH: what are you wearing? I may or may not be hitting on you
TRUTH: tell me something I should know about you.
PON FARR: spam me with pics of hot men. Actually you can skip the entire meme and just do this if you want. js.
MY DESKTOP:
I DON'T KNOW HOW I GET ANYTHING ACCOMPLISHED. IT'S FUCKING DISTRACTING.
SOUND:
The Glee rendition of "Rehab" on iTunes. oy. Damn thing is so catchy.
TASTE: A big ribeye steak with a loaded baked potato, caesar salad, mac and cheese and fries. And a big fruity alcoholic drink. OMG I'm so hungry now. All I have is a fucking Hot Pocket FML.
SMELL: my coffeeeeee. I need a shower. I should answer this later when the neighbors start cooking and I can smell it in my apartment.
TOUCH: these brown stretchy cutoff lounge pants that are so wide leg they look like a skirt. They're pretty fug but sooooo comfy. And a vh1 promo t-shirt. Can you tell I pretty much rolled out of bed and planted myself in front of the compy? D:
TRUTH: I hate talking about myself. Probably why I fail at first dates and interviews.
PON FARR: SEE DESKTOP.
YOUR TURN.