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Permalink Tomorrow is my best friend‘s birthday. I probably won’t get to see her, because she lives, like, forty minutes away, and I have neither car nor license, but I do have a chiropractor’s appointment…which, for once, I violently don’t want to go to.
I’m just tired. And I miss her. And I want to give her her pressies and make her gingerbread cupcakes, and just be queer together for awhile.
Anyway. In case we don’t get to talk, Melly, just know I love you, and I hope you have a great birthday, and hahaha, you’re old now, too! ;p
Oh, and check your email, sweetcheeks. *hugs tight*
Permalink *blinks quietly for several minutes before beating Blogger’s ass with a rubber hose*
Permalink Saturday, while we were at the Giant, I picked up a copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, because the guy who does Real Life really, really liked the books, and he likes a disturbing number of the same things that Amelia and I do.
Also, they had it in paperback, with a semi-sane cover (ie, dark blue w/ copper letters, and no scary drawing of Harry on the front).
I started reading it this morning, at about 7am while I waited for my breakfast to cook. I finished it before noon. I haven’t read a book in a single morning in ages. Haven’t really wanted to. This thing was fucking awesome, tho. You should read it. And I should read the other books. And then we should see the movie.
I, um. I highly recommend we wait till it comes out on video, tho. I’m thinking all the children flooding the theaters would pretty much kill any coolness the flick bears.
Permalink Tiring weekend. Tiring, tiring. Spent six hours yesterday running around, shopping and what not. Then we ran around for a couple hours today, again with the shopping and what not. It all seemed more productive at the time than it does now. Altho, yesterday I did finish fixing the Chris Kirkpatrick skin, and did a JC one.
My mother is starting to learn their names, frighteningly enough. Do you know how many bands I like, that she recognizes the members’ names from? Two — Queen, and U2. U2 has been a favorite since I was fourteen, so I should bloody well hope she knows their names, and Queen is just…I own The Miracle, alright? I fucking hate that album, and the few songs on it that I do like, I have on other CDs, but I keep it, because its Queen. That should give you an idea of how I feel about them. So the idea that she’s picked up “Lance” and “Chris” and can relate them back to “Nsync” is really disturbing to me.
Altho, I find it kind of strangely amusing, as well….
Permalink So. Yesterday afternoon, I finished Wufei’s pants. *does a dance* I probably would’ve had them done sooner, but 1) I procrastinate like all get out, and 2) I sew by hand, and for some reason I can only really get into sewing if I’m partially distracted. Wufei’s pants were constructed thru six hours of anime (primarily Slayers) and two showings of The Crow…with about an hour of listening to No Strings Attached while the Preview Channel scrolled by on mute. ^^;;
I’d really like to make stuffed dolls for other people, but, well…..like I said, I take forever. Maybe if I started now, I could have a couple done for Christmas next year. *lol* Anybody want an oversized custom plushie?
Also yesterday — which was apparently CREATIVE! day. I blame Des for cheering me up ;p — I did another *Nsync skin, cause…well, I do have a tendency to do sets and series, and hi, current obsession…only to realize when I was done, that I’d completely forgotten to soften the bg image. >.< I'm redoing it now, tho, and it'll only take like, a fraction of the time, cause I actually know what I want it to look like now, I just have to do it. Also, some of the parts are reusable. Yay! Might upload it when I'm done. Or, I might hold off until I have a couple to post. Big updates make me feel more productive, y'know?
……..is it wrong that I’m thinking about doing a whole slew of boy band skins? I mean, I do realize its lame and stupid and I’m far too old for this shit, but, um. Its kinda fun. ^^;;;
Permalink ^_^ Des is awesome. *snuggles*
Permalink I will pay you to visit skin me….
Fuck you, I’m serious.
*sighs* People used to go. And like…like it. There were signatures in the guestbook, and requests and shite like that. And then Animenetwork become the uber-suck, and I spent about five months flipflopping on where to move it to, and hating every design I tried, so it just…didn’t exist.
But now it does, and no one cares but me, and its frustrating, cause its the only site I have that I really, truly like, and GODDAMMIT, SOMEBODY SIGN THE BOOK!!!!
Sorry, I’ve been like this all night. Torn between anger and crying, and fleeing towards the anger, because I have to make it thru the next two months, and I’d like to spend as little of it curled in a ball sobbing as I possibly can.
And if anybody cares…now would be a really fabulous time for surprise drop-ins and random kidnappings. It really would.
Permalink And once again Joss Whedon proves that yes, he must be destroyed at all costs, and I prove that no, I do not have any soul to speak of, but thank you for asking.
Its just…the Buffy/Spike kissing thing. I’m sorry, I have tried to simply wait it out, but the whole Spike-loves-Buffy thing is trite and strained and wrong and completely un-fucking-believable, and the only reason I can stomach it at all, is that I keep telling myself it means that eventually, JaMars-sama will have to be taking his shirt off again.
And I’m (mostly) reconciled to Giles leaving. I’ve known about it for months, I’ve whimpered and dealt, but the Willow evilness and the hurting Tara needs. to. fucking. STOP.
Y’know, maybe this is WHY I’ve decended into teenybopper hell. Its nice and happy and shiny and queer there, and its very straight-forward, and its so easy. Still, tho. Sitting thru an hour of Michael Jackson tribute BULLSHIT just so I could tape *Nsync dancing and singing backup for a minute (I shit you not, they were on the stage precisely. one. minute) is just…the words “violently wrong” come to mind.
Also of the violent wrong? I’m seriously considering redoing skin me with a Lance/*Nsync layout, and calling it “Version Teenybopper Hell.” Only, me and Mel wanted to have matching skins sites, and somehow I don’t see her going for a boyband look. ^^;;
Oh, yeah, that reminds me. The Lance winamp skin on my desktop cap? Yeah. I made that. You should go over to sM and download it. Even if you’re not into him or his little fey friends, its still a fairly shibby skin. Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaaase? Y’know you want to. *g*
Permalink Added a desktop cap to the “of the now” thingee on the side. I can honestly say that it does not begin to capture the true obsessive horror of my computer.
No…no, that can not truly be understood until you encounter an error, and La’s voice comes over the speakers telling you that “I get no love.” Or you empty the recycle bin to the sound of, “Well, there’s no accounting for taste.” Or upon shutdown, you are wished “Goodnight, and sweet dreams.” Or the “Music of My Heart” Lance screen saver.
We’re not even going into the three albums’ worth of Nsuck mp3s, we’re really not.
Permalink *stares at previous entry for a long moment* Well, um. That was, uh. Different. I don’t usually post my own poetry to the blog…course, its been a long time since I could actually write poetry. Still, yesterday pretty much blew chunks, so that’s probably why.
My mom was like, the über-cool, tho. She saw how upset I was, and ran to Rutters for Cokes before she left for work. And considering it was 7:27, and if she leaves at 7:30 she usually says she’s running late, I thought that was incredibly shibby.
Its just a bad time of year for me. And it will continue to be a bad time of year probably thru New Years. So…my apologies ahead of time, minna. *sighs and hugs her Melly, Megs, and Des plushies* I need a happy….
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