blerghhhhh.......
Ever try to write a paper while you can't breathe, your head feels like aDwarven marching band is practicing in there, your throat feels like it was sandpapered, your ears feel like someone has duct taped earmuffs over them AND your nice comfy spinny desk chair keeps sloooooowly lowering on you?!
The chair refuses to stay at the right height and ever so slowly drops me down until my knees are up around my ears. If I can't get it fixed I'm just going to give THE FUCK up, take more cold medication and crawl back in my bunk. Seriously. It's bad enough I feel like my head is going to fall off - and writing a paper about SERIAL KILLERS for deviance class (ALL SYLAR"S FAULT DAMMIT; WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SUCH A HOT, INTERESTING, COMPLEX SERIAL KILLER??!) with a headcold isn't easy in the first place - but the fact I can't even stay level with the desktop?!?!! *insert Sylar-roar-of-rage here...or maybe a Klingon-y roar...hmmm...*
And I just realised the Sylar icon I picked is REALLY appropriate - I was "forced" by a friend to watch the first season of heroes last month...whiCh led to me looking up Sylar fanart and being slightly appalled and sorta understanding about how people were making blood-splattered art of Sylar and saying they wouldn't mind him stalking them and slicing their heads open....this led me to want to write about the glamorization and idolization of serial killers as a form of celebrity in media, such as films and, you guessed it, TV shows.So like the icon sez ....HE STARTED IT. lol Damn you Zachary Quinto. I like my men lean and long and such, but I don't usually like 'em SO hairy, but The Quinto...The Quinto is like PURE SEX. With Stubble. And Eyebrows. Mmmm.
Okay.
Back to paper.
Annnnd.....my chair just dropped again. ARGHGHGHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
The chair refuses to stay at the right height and ever so slowly drops me down until my knees are up around my ears. If I can't get it fixed I'm just going to give THE FUCK up, take more cold medication and crawl back in my bunk. Seriously. It's bad enough I feel like my head is going to fall off - and writing a paper about SERIAL KILLERS for deviance class (ALL SYLAR"S FAULT DAMMIT; WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SUCH A HOT, INTERESTING, COMPLEX SERIAL KILLER??!) with a headcold isn't easy in the first place - but the fact I can't even stay level with the desktop?!?!! *insert Sylar-roar-of-rage here...or maybe a Klingon-y roar...hmmm...*
And I just realised the Sylar icon I picked is REALLY appropriate - I was "forced" by a friend to watch the first season of heroes last month...whiCh led to me looking up Sylar fanart and being slightly appalled and sorta understanding about how people were making blood-splattered art of Sylar and saying they wouldn't mind him stalking them and slicing their heads open....this led me to want to write about the glamorization and idolization of serial killers as a form of celebrity in media, such as films and, you guessed it, TV shows.So like the icon sez ....HE STARTED IT. lol Damn you Zachary Quinto. I like my men lean and long and such, but I don't usually like 'em SO hairy, but The Quinto...The Quinto is like PURE SEX. With Stubble. And Eyebrows. Mmmm.
Okay.
Back to paper.
Annnnd.....my chair just dropped again. ARGHGHGHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!