Today, something I've been waiting for since early July, finally happened.

( Read more,, but I warn you, it is all about meeeeee! )

I'm off to Las Vegas my lovelies, for shows and shopping and yard-long Margaritas (yeah, I don't really gamble).

I will be think of you all, and potentially how much fun it would be to have a TurnerCon in Vegas.

*smoochies*

Why the fuck do people do a cut to a fucking cut? I mean seriously just make the freaking thing go where it's supposed to and stop making me click through three cuts to get to your stupid fucking story or art or whatthefuckever!

Er, yeah. So...

My name is elibad and I enjoyed 'Children of Earth'.

( Cut to spare my flist my Psychoses. Also spoilers for CoE, potential wankery, and conceivably high amounts of self-delusion along with typically incomprehensible nattering. Come on in! )

I'm cranky as all get out right now. I yawned or something earlier, cracking my jaw and now it hurts like hell. I am fighting a rather strong urge to rant about SPN, my brother's divorce, work, July the month from hell, and pretty much everything else in my life but I am restraining myself. I may explode ( Read more... )

From an article I read today.

"I know some people can become star-struck and lose sight of what they're here for, but if Nick Jonas makes juvenile diabetes a cause that people are more aware of, it's worth it," said Ashley Woolos, an American University student and intern in the office of Representative Richard Neal (D-Mass.) "A younger face might ( Read more... )

But I have to admit I never thought it would be for his fashion sense...

Whatever, I just want more! I can even live with the hair.

This is just a test. If this were an actual post there would be wittiness and possibly something interesting...

Oh who am I kidding, same old shit people, move along.

For the Trekkies on my flist, in honour of the new movie, a gift. ILU dorks like buring.

The SPN fandom, when I'm not weeping in the corner avoiding the crazy, fascinates me. Sometimes I wonder if the whole thing isn't some kind of whacked out social experiment. I have theories, but I strongly suspect I'm just in denial ( Read more... )

Cue the epic tantrum with swearing and crying, although I haven't started throwing things yet. And okay, while there has been some swearing (that's nothing new, I have an epic potty mouth. Go me.) there has been almost no crying (I did whack myself in the kneecap with my car door earlier and that hurt a lot). I did eat extra porky pepperoni, ( Read more... )

So now that I've spent ridonk amounts of cash, that rat bastard Murphy is whispering that this, might be trouble. Whatever, fuck with my holiday Universe, and there will be consequences and repercussions. Like an epic tantrum, with swearing and crying, and possibly throwing things. Don't think it won't happen, bitch ( Read more... )