You don't actually want me to be updating more. I'd just be whining about stupid real life shit (my parts are pinchy and I didn't even subject myself to a pelvic recently. Uh. Well. Not by a medical professional, anyway) or going LOLCAPS about Patrick Stump (or, oh god shoot me now, the adorableness of Pete Wentz and Ashlee Simpson. OR, the ( Read more... )

Thoughts at 8:23AM:

What the fuck, why is my moisturiser sparkly? And why didn't I notice when I bought it last year?

Stupid 7-11 for making their coffee-based beverages so hot you have to leave them sit for an hourWhat am I going to wear to DM training tomorrow? Should I take another outfit to wear to the party afterwards? I kind of just want to ( Read more... )

Well! I just watched "Fresh Blood" and I must say ( Read more... )

1. The Trohmobile is dead, long live the Trohmobile. I get another new car. Joy ( Read more... )

1. Um. Yeah. I was in another car accident on Friday. This one was pretty much my fault. I feel like a total sack of shit, both physically and, you know, emotionally 'cause I caused a fucking accident. Whatever ( Read more... )

A portrait, giving insight on my brain:

reading: Slacktivist's excellent Gay Hatin' Gospel series.
listening: Where Sleeplessness Is Rest From Nightmares by Arma Angelus ("Misanthrope" and "Cold Pillows and Warm Blades"). Parental advisory: metalcore. (If the person from whom I dled this stuff does not want it disseminated, I'll take it down.)
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I made a poll about possible tattoo things over here at azurejay, 'cause this journal can't make polls at the moment (you think I WANT to be using my "omg, Jensen Ackles" icon all the freakin time?). And it's easier for me to just have one poll anyway. Stop whining and go vote, please ( Read more... )

Oh Fall Out Boy. Thank you for reminding me that I love Hot Fuss and haven't listened to it in a year.

Tangentially related, and also wrt the stalker/secret admirer meme:

(Originally posted as a comment to wizened_cynic, but I am too funny not to spread the love around ( Read more... )

YOU KNOW YOU'RE OLD WHEN a couple of swaddled babes of writers say "word count: 1986--the year before we were born!" and you're like "oh my god shut the fuck up and turn down that devil music ( Read more... )

1. Fuck me, New Pete (=camera) is broken. I got a couple of nice shots of the library/random buildings near BC Place yesterday before the DC motor crapped out. I suppose this means I have to take Old Pete to LA, as I cannot afford to have New Pete fixed in the next two weeks (TWO WEEKS). It really doesn't make that much of a difference, just that ( Read more... )