"you fit me better than my favourite sweater."
• Huge hearts and hugs for everyone who commented on my last post. Y'all are too good for the likes of me. ♥♥♥
• I LEAVE FOR ONE DAY AND THE GOVERNMENT DESTROYS MEGAUPLOAD?
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFU.
Well, there goes a couple years' worth of TV and music (INCLUDING ALL OF MY FANMIXES AND WEIRD, USA OSTs) uploads. My entire upload tag is now useless. BWAH.
But of course there are other file-sharing sites. Never fear, m'dears. I have already started a new account in greener (or at least still-operating) pastures. So you'll still be getting British goodies and the like from me long before they make their way over here.
• Have become obsessed with Lana Del Ray. I think I've played "National Anthem", "Blue Jeans", and "You Can be the Boss" roughly fifty times each in the past 24 hours.
• Last night Katie Boisseau came over and we watched "Rose" through "World War Three". And I drowned in my nostalgia and a resurgence of Nine/Rose feels. MAH BEBES. ♥ And hooo shit, but Billie was sooo young and IDEK why that was hitting me so hard this watch.
• Getting sick. HUZZAH! Throat is on fire and head is fuzzy. Just in time for an 8-hour shift. But at least I have the weekend off.
• At least I managed to finish (at least, I think I did -- Julie may send it back tonight with a ton of edits suggested) my bromance article for Outlet.
• Also still working on a Heph/Hestia mythfic a fan on Tumblr requested for her birthday -- which was like three days ago. Whoops. Ah well, belated prezzies are still good, right?
• Currently reading Dashiell Hammett (AND HOW AWESOME IS HIS NAME?)'s The Thin Man, having never read the book but having committed the entire movie to memory years ago. It always thrills me when I find lines or scenes that are verbatim with the film, but there are a lot of differences. This is definitely more of a noir than the film -- NOBODY is that nice, not even Nick.
• At The Blend, I'm used to hearing conversations involving Bible scriptures. Today came as something of a shock when I caught a gent telling another that PTSD was a lot like Spock's struggles -- "He's half-Vulcan, so he represses all of his emotions because they're not logical. So it all just builds up until eventually he just explodes."
Way to go, Nerdy Older Dude. Bringing Star Trek into a Christian coffee place. *Imaginary high-fives*
YOUR MOMENT OF ZEN:
IT STILL DESTROYS ME. NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I LOOK AT IT.
OH GOD.
• I LEAVE FOR ONE DAY AND THE GOVERNMENT DESTROYS MEGAUPLOAD?
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFU.
Well, there goes a couple years' worth of TV and music (INCLUDING ALL OF MY FANMIXES AND WEIRD, USA OSTs) uploads. My entire upload tag is now useless. BWAH.
But of course there are other file-sharing sites. Never fear, m'dears. I have already started a new account in greener (or at least still-operating) pastures. So you'll still be getting British goodies and the like from me long before they make their way over here.
• Have become obsessed with Lana Del Ray. I think I've played "National Anthem", "Blue Jeans", and "You Can be the Boss" roughly fifty times each in the past 24 hours.
• Last night Katie Boisseau came over and we watched "Rose" through "World War Three". And I drowned in my nostalgia and a resurgence of Nine/Rose feels. MAH BEBES. ♥ And hooo shit, but Billie was sooo young and IDEK why that was hitting me so hard this watch.
• Getting sick. HUZZAH! Throat is on fire and head is fuzzy. Just in time for an 8-hour shift. But at least I have the weekend off.
• At least I managed to finish (at least, I think I did -- Julie may send it back tonight with a ton of edits suggested) my bromance article for Outlet.
• Also still working on a Heph/Hestia mythfic a fan on Tumblr requested for her birthday -- which was like three days ago. Whoops. Ah well, belated prezzies are still good, right?
• Currently reading Dashiell Hammett (AND HOW AWESOME IS HIS NAME?)'s The Thin Man, having never read the book but having committed the entire movie to memory years ago. It always thrills me when I find lines or scenes that are verbatim with the film, but there are a lot of differences. This is definitely more of a noir than the film -- NOBODY is that nice, not even Nick.
• At The Blend, I'm used to hearing conversations involving Bible scriptures. Today came as something of a shock when I caught a gent telling another that PTSD was a lot like Spock's struggles -- "He's half-Vulcan, so he represses all of his emotions because they're not logical. So it all just builds up until eventually he just explodes."
Way to go, Nerdy Older Dude. Bringing Star Trek into a Christian coffee place. *Imaginary high-fives*
YOUR MOMENT OF ZEN:
IT STILL DESTROYS ME. NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I LOOK AT IT.
OH GOD.