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Permalink Last night, I watched the Scooby Doo movie, followed by Seven. I could not for the life of me tell you which one was more disturbing. I would, however, like to say — SPACEY-SAMA! WO AI NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! *thud*
Okay, yeah. I’m a slight fan. I wish I’d actually done that comic, now.
SH is interesting at the moment. Primarily because my chara’s husband has left him, and he’s about this close to causing dire harm to himself. Its not making for a fun time, the bastard won’t shut up, but he never actually speaks in words until one of the other charas is around, so I basically just sit around with someone else’s intense emotions roiling around the back of my skull. Remind me to thank Aug for banning chara killing, cause it might be the only thing that stopped him from going there. Bitch is big on knee-jerk reactions when it comes to Justin. Its how they got together, after all.
In the clearer, more “me” areas of my brain, I have the words “5 more days till JC’s album!” bouncing about repeatedly to the tune of the song from that Halloween movie that wasn’t. I’ll probably be batty long beofre I actually get the thing.
Also? This is fucking funny as shit.
Permalink Lalala. JC’s album comes out in 9 days. I’m pretty sure the guy at Iko’s is going to look at me strange when I go to the counter bearing JC Chasez and Sammy Davis, Jr. Then again, this is the guy who shrugs it off when I buy Queen at the same time as Eminem and BSB, so. Perhaps not.
I’m tempted to make cupcakes. Hm.
Permalink “There’s a mime. He’s on fire. How do you feel?” *snickers*
Permalink Mom has a cold. Not the cold that I had, oddly, but a cold nonetheless. It sucks, but at the same time, I’m glad she didn’t catch what I had. That thing was just vile.
In other news….I really wish we had some beef with snowpeas left.
Permalink Noel’s here. As is a plumber.
The plumbing thing is going noticably less well than the Noel thing.
Might go to Border’s later.
My kingdom for Panera.
No, fuck you, seriously.
Permalink Noel’s coming to visit this week. The surrealness knows no bounds.
I have no idea what we’ll do — I live in the middle of nowhere, I have a cold, and the weather’s been kind of shitty lately. I read and sleep a lot. And, y’know, play at SH.
Yeah, I don’t even want to try and explain that to him….
*sighs* I don’t know why stupid people want to come and see me, anyways.
Permalink I found this amusing….
Also, significantly better than, say, my LJ results. I mean — Dan Miller as a celebrity boyfriend? Dan Miller?!? He’s the “and then there’s him” guy of the “oh my god, how could Lou possibly have been that strapped for cash?” boyband…that broke up! In what way does this qualify him as a celebrity? Or a boy, even?
Permalink EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
My Wheel of If ‘zine arrived today! Its so purty and sparkly new and it has a nice spiral binding inside of that comb shit. *sighs happily* We loves our precioussss.
Filthy hobbitses! We’ll puts their eyes out!
Ehm…yes. Riiiiiiight.
Permalink HAPPY NEW YEAR!
May the new one be better than your last.
I miss you, Daddy.
Permalink Wheeeeeeeeeeeee~! s’bout time, yo.
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