So, the big news in my house lately is: Mom needs to start radiation treatments. They found a spot that wasn't in her lung before, or wasn't acting up before, I don't know. Either way, they need to zap it out so there'll be no reason to worry about it ( Read more... )

I mentioned I'd make one of these earlier today. Here's what I have so far, I'll add more if I think of anything else.

THE SOUNDTRACK FOR MAKING YOU FEEL BETTER ON A CRAP DAY
aka The HappyTiems Playlist

1. Don't Stop Me Now by Queen

I'm burning through the skies, yeah ( Read more... )

So, this is an attempt at a triumphant return to my personal LJ. After nearly a year. Holy crap.

Mostly, this is my attempt to hold onto a place to vent safely...I've been whining too much on plurk (plus character limits suck), and I try to keep Facebook as a Happy Place. I'm also going to attempt to actually check my f-list regularly, and I'm ( Read more... )

Every have one of those days where a thousand little things just pile up on you to make you feel like shit ( Read more... )

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Remember how I said my last post would be the last one about Lost until February? I lied. Let me vent, and then I'll stop for three months ( Read more... )

The Lost fall season finale is tonight! That means excitement! Hot cage sex! A possible execution! People acting weird! And Jack performing spinal surgery ( Read more... )

Guess who's a horrible American and didn't vote ( Read more... )

Okay, I'm getting a little freaked out. I'm watching all these clips of Michael Emerson on YouTube, and am realizing that he looks like a forty year-old version of my cousin. This is creepy, because Michael Emerson won an Emmy for playing a serial killer. And he's in charge of the Others.

I fear for my cousin. 0_0

Today was the fifth of November, aka Guy Fawkes Day, aka that holiday they kept talking about in V for Vendetta.

Part of me is like, "We should celebrate!" and part of me is like, "How?" and "You have an essay due at midnight, bitch!"

So, no celebration today, I guess.  Um, rest in peace, Guy.