magdalyna posted two parts of a fic that features Lupe Fiasco, Tyga, and Jay-Z. I remarked upon how there needs to be more hip hop slash, and how I would definitely read Big Boi/Andre 3000 if anybody wrote it. She suggested that I picspam them. So, really, this is her fault.

( So Fresh, So Clean )

Why has Lyn-Z not started showing up in fanfiction? Surely people are not bitter about Gerard's marriage to this fine, fine lady. Maybe they're just not familiar enough with her yet. I intend to remedy that situation.

( Picspam! )

Today was my very first Crutchless Day. I gimped downtown in my big plastic boot to hang out with Jasmine and Mirinda. We had lunch at Seva (roasted veggie and goat cheese wrap--delicious) and did some shopping. At The Getup, Jasmine bought a tennis dress and a pair of roller skates, both magnificently '70s, and I absolutely cannot wait until she ( Read more... )

I have written genfic, and I don't know where to put it. Can't use patrickxpeter or slutrick due to the lack of slash. It's not a bookverse crossover, which exempts it from fahrenheit_0101. So I'm just gonna post it here. Which means, oh my god, a public entry. (Okay, to fahrenheit_0101 it goes. But I'm just gonna leave it here and link to it there because I am lazy ( Read more... )

( Voulez-vous lisez? )

In light of recent events, this journal shall henceforth be friends-only. I didn't want it to come to this--it feels like a cop-out--but let's just say I have learned the importance of discretion, and I want to be able to say what I want in this thing without fear. At some point, I'll have to go back and change the security on all my old entries, ( Read more... )

Lovely Thursday night. I brought Joe to the Garg meeting, which was another staplefest, but fun just the same. 'Twas followed by Café Ambrosia with him and She-Alex and Valerie--chocolate chai is liquid happiness. Then back to East Quad, where we hung out in Alex's room and listened to some music (the girls weren't digging RENT) and comedy (they ( Read more... )

Last night when I was feeling like shit, Joe came over again and gave me good advice, which I may not have wanted to hear but probably needed to, and sympathy. We went to the grad library to get some work done, then came back here. We hung out for a while with Dorm Keith, who happens to be a friend of Joe's. We found out from him that Abby ( Read more... )

Before you read the rest of this entry, a disclaimer of sorts. I know that saying these things probably makes me appear to be a horrible, spoiled person, but really I am just ranting, providing myself with much-needed catharsis, which is just one of the many delightful purposes of this journal. You have the option of not reading this, as opposed to ( Read more... )

Lyric from a new (leaked-to-internet) Flaming Lips song, aparently:

"Every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face"

Jeph Jacques thinks that it is stupid. What the shit, man? That's one of the best lyrics I've heard in a long time. Maybe just 'cos those altered Spiderman comic strips made me fall in love with the expression " ( Read more... )