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Permalink I…can’t even remember what song this is….
Which Avril Lavigne Song Are You?
Permalink I need to sell my extra Chris and JC bobbles. Because I don’t really need two. And I can’t send Des the JC, not that I particularly want to at this point, and I doubt Amel’s terribly interested in the Chris, even as a gag gift.
Because, y’know. She is Chris.
Permalink Dude, the Blogger.com redesign contest ended, like, right before Thanksgiving. And yet, it still looks the same as it ever did. Not that I thought it really needed a redesign over much, but the point is, shouldn’t we have seen something by now?
Anyway. Still trolling WoBPictures, because I am convinced, convinced, that they have the picture I want. I’m convinced that they have damn near every picture of Britney ever, the trick is simply finding the one you want. Altho, I’m getting disturbed by the fact that I am, apparently, the only person alive who thinks that she looks really, truly pretty with the long dark ripply hair, and good god, could she and Lance have been a little more in love back in the day?
*sighs* I will find my picture, tho. It will be mine, oh yes, it will be mine. < / Wayne's World moment >
Permalink I can’t decide if the updates at the homestead are nifty, or just the worst thing I’ve ever done.
Well. Maybe not the worst. I mean, there’s no turquoise and white pentacle backgrounds, so….
Permalink Ah, pic hunting. The pasttime of idiots. *twitches*
Can I not be here? Cause at the moment, its really distressing me, and making me want to spend money, and I would like to actually have it for a little while.
And it occurs to me suddenly that they had a DVD player at BestBuy.com that was only sixty dollars. And I have seventy left. Fuck.
Permalink There is something so very, very wrong with having the window open in December. Especially since I’m fucking freezing, yo.
Course, I’ll melt from the heat if I shut it, so there you go.
Is it messed up that I spent $20 of my Christmas money already?
Permalink This is so my Christmas anthem….
Everything that could have went wrong, went wrong this year
Nothing recently has made me want to stand up and cheer
Everything you haven’t said has finally come back to you
Now is not the time
I know you never liked any gifts I gave to you….
This holiday is overrated
It turned out the way I expected
This holiday is one to forget
Another year, this time I’ll regret that
I spent too much time and money on you.
Why do i only remember the bad times we had?
I guess everything we do does reflect
everything you wish you said, has finally come back to you
Now is not the time, no now is not the time
I know you never liked any gifts I gave to you….
This holiday is overrated
It turned out the way I expected
This holiday is one to forget
Another year, this time I’ll regret that
A spent too much time and money on you.
This holiday is overrated
It turned out the way I expected
This holiday is one to forget
Another year (not another year)
This holiday is overrated
It turned out the way I expected
This holiday is one to forget
Another year, no not another year —
I hope you spend it alone.
— New Found Glory, “Ex-Miss”
Permalink Fudged with the sidebar a bit, including an update to the desktop cap for Thing 2. Exciting, isn’t it?
But, hey, at least Christmas is almost over.
Permalink *jumps up and down and waves arms wildly* Mel! MEL!! Unperfect is open now!! Its nothing that you haven’t already seen at either SaPi or CiW, generally, but its shiny! and new! and you said you wanted to read the name ramble when I finally uploaded it, so. Yeah. *ahem*
Permalink Because I really enjoy posting chat snippets, and if nothing else, Michael and I are never boring….
Meow: if i were an actress, do you see me as more playing the “buffy” type, or more the “ten things i hate about you” type? ………i can’t believe i need help taking a quiz
Andy: hmmm well I don’t really see you as the “self absorbed, lets save the trees, whiny bitch” so we’ll go with buffy
Meow: *LOL* no, neither do i. especially since in the ten things quiz, i got patrick. which works. everyone thought he ate live chickens, i spent high school as satan.
Andy: yeah that works out as a pretty good match.
Meow: i thought so
Meow: ew, how the fuck did i get alicia silverstone? dude. i….assuming you could actually force me into one of her movies, i would never have played the parts she did
Andy: also being the whiny bitch just isn’t you. your more of a ‘stare at them until they burst into flames’ type to me.
Meow: *LOL* so really if i was any of the possibilities, i’d have been christina ricci
Andy: yeah probably.
Meow: only, y’know. i’ve have treated Sleepy Hallow like a spoof film instead of playing it serious. so its probably good that i’m not an actress.
Andy: actually that would have made the film enjoyable.
Meow: alright, apparently my perfect teen movie involves kirsten dunst and mila kunis in bikinis. i’m okay with this.
Andy: as well you should be. hell I’d be happy with it.
Meow: i think everyone with eyes and a pulse would be
Andy: yeah. eliza dushku couldn’t hurt either.
Meow: so, so true
Andy: cause then you could have another scene like that in bring it on.
Meow: at the carwash. yes. indeed. yum.
Andy: indeed. hell put in a couple of other people and that could be the entire fucking movie.
Meow: sounds good to me
Andy: cause yeah. you throw in shannon elizabeth, and that black haired girl from not another teen movie and I’m all set.
Meow: mia kirshner? dude, yes. love her. and. wow, that would be a nice film.
Andy: yes. that’s the name and um yeah. good, good film that would be.
Meow: they could just call it “YAY!” and everyone would understand
Andy: indeed. when we take over we shall make that movie.
Meow: dude, fuck this icq ad. who the fuck goes to all the trouble of putting together and then paying for the time to run a web ad, and then can’t even spell the only specified celeb’s name? its like those fucking drumline ads on the tv that insist on mentioning that jc’s on the soundtrack, and then say his name “CHAH-zez”
Andy: okay see they should die.
Meow: i know! messily! because hello, does jc look hispanic to you?
Andy: no, no he doesn’t .
Meow: and well he shouldn’t, what with him being fucking FRENCH. so french that he has family in the motherland. so why, when they’re paying for a spot and the guy doesn’t look hispanic, do they use the hispanic pronunciation instead of just asking someone how to say it?
Andy: because they’re fucking nuts, and want to cotton up to the ethinic community?
Meow: ……….yeah, probably
Meow: someone explain to me why i’m reading a pink/britney fic
Andy: so what you doing now?
Meow: *points up*
Andy: um wait…..someone actually wrote a pink/brittney fic………my god I’m sorry. my bad ficness has rubbed off on you.
Meow: i’m especially worried because tiffany rawlins is generally a pretty good writer. its just….pink/britney? i….
Andy: pink doesn’t like brittney does she? I thought she said that once.
Meow: nearly every female singer between 15 and 25 has made some noise about how they don’t want to be like britney, and occasionally tosses in an insult. i’m kind of confused, tho, because why precisely do they not want a lot of money and a famous ex who thought they walked on water and helped their career?
Andy: not sure. i think they’re using brittney as a masthead for the entire female pop world. as girl pop did have a large resurgance when she came up.
Meow: true. altho christina seems set on being the one who kills it
Andy: and a good job she’s doing too.
Meow: yes. it makes me want to cower behind the human wufei
Andy: I doubt even the human wufei could protect you from that much vileness.
Meow: um. maybe if we had the human wufei and em together?
Andy: that could work. but I still wouldn’t feel safe without like danzig around.
Meow: and maybe all of D12. but only after they’ve been pumped full of drugs and told that she killed their dogs and their mothers
Andy: *hides eyes from screen* GODDAMN.
Meow: eep
Andy: http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Troy/6254/tribe.html this is why we must take over. don’t bother reading the words. it just makes the hurting worse
Meow: GAH! *falls to the ground* holy fuck, that’s like an atom bomb. dude, is my skull pulsating?
Andy: it very well could be. I mean……why? why would anybody want neon, holyshitmyeyes, green
Meow: oh, man. i think that actually disintegrated several key areas of my brain on contact. holy fuck-me shit.
Andy: indeed. I mean and what’s worse is that the fucking moron expects you to be able to read the the tiny little letters against that.
Meow: at this point, i’m just thankful that the text wasn’t white, or bright orange. god, my eyes and forehead feel like someone beat them for several hours with a dead bunny
Andy: *lmao* sorry.
Meow: s’alright. if i wasn’t currently feeling it, i assure you i would find it funny myself
Andy: it goes away after a couple of minutes. just look at some black for awhile.
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