Johnny Depp won a SAG? I wish I had watched- damn. Yay Johnny, I'll be rooting for you next weekend at the Oscars!

And now? Bed. Bed I say, I'm not making enough sense even to myself.

RULES: 1. Put your birth month in an entry ( Read more... )

      Marriage is love.I think everyone on my flist and in real life knows this, but yes. I support gay marriage. I can not believe that God places conditions on love- that love should only be between people born with XX and XY chromosomes. Love is love. There's little enough of it as it is- we have to celebrate it. If God doesn't discriminate ( Read more... )

I [heart] my twin, tirisar. Just so y'all know. She's the sweetest, funniest, nicest person in this hemisphere. I can talk to her about my plans to take pver the world, my neuroses, or the weather and she doesn't even bat an eye at the weirdness. Mimi's probably the only person who knows the true depth of my psychosis and thinks it's funny. She rocks ( Read more... )

My ring and pinky toes are Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Really. When I try to put on my toe socks, they try to rebel and stick together. Guildenstern tries to go into Rosencrantz's slot and it gets really confused. My middle toe must be Hamlet because it refuses to be associated with "those dumbasses." My feet have Issues.

For my birthday my sister bought me the DVD of Pirates of the Caribbean. I can now watch the Jack Davenport commentary! While drinking legally-obtained rum! Ladies and gentlemen, drinks all around.

And! After experiencing the second toilet explosion in a week I called the plumber and now the shower and toilet work! Huzzah!

Less than twelve hours until my birthday! More like...nine and 3/4! Huzzah!

Johnny Depp was nominated as best actor! Squee ( Read more... )

Listen Livejournal, you bitch. I know my password! Quit telling me that I have it wrong! *slayslayslay ( Read more... )

I love my mother. I was telling her about my foot, and she said: "Get thee to a doctor, wench. The foot sounds tres bad." She's so great. She's telling me to dose myself up on the codeine so the world's a bit fuzzy and I can stand to move around. Since the doctors' latest hypothesis of what's wrong with me (the world may never know!) is that ( Read more... )