Geh. I fucking need a new layout for dQ. Of course, for that I would need a graphics program of some sort, but fuck me, won’t you? I’m sick of looking at Melancholy Joey. Don’t get me wrong, I still think the punter is complete sex, but I NEED A CHANGE! I’m actually considering using one of those fucking free templates Blogger offers. Assuming of course that I can find one that doesn’t make my eyes bleed. >.< ………………dude, maybe I’ll just fucking re-upload version three again….
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Well. This kind of makes me want to lay my head down and stare at the pattern in the desk until I go blind and my brain melts. Fuck.
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I can’t stop listening to the last few songs from “Once More With Feeling.” O.O Amelia needs to come over, and then we need to get oodles of Cokes and watch lots and lots of Giles and Tara centered Buffy eps and curse Joss until we’re so hopped up on caffiene that we can bounce all the way to California and beat him with plushies. American-made plushies. Discount American-made ones. Of Carson Daly. *sniffs* That’ll show him. The meanie.
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You know things are sane when people send you ecards wishing you luck in kicking Joss’ ass, and you spend the morning downloading songs from the BtVS musical. *lol* sounds like sarah michelle gellar, “life’s a show”
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Watched the Buffy season finale with Mel.
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Geh. Tried talking to Des earlier, but the minute I got offline so she could call, all these fucking sales people started calling. What the fuck? The phone doesn’t ring all day, then a friend tries to call me, and suddenly its urgent that the world get in touch with us that second? Eventually I got fed up and just went downstairs and got a late dinner. During which time the phone rang twice and I just let the machine get it….so ten bucks says that was Des. >.< Wonder what she thought of of our generic, quasi-robotic answering machine message….. sounds like ayumi hamasaki, “evolution (time is pop remix)”
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So, um. If I was a Barbie doll? I’d apparently have real identity issues. Because according to the quiz, I’d be a cross between these two….
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Watched Planet of the Apes with my mom. Spent large portions of it peeking out from behind JuJu Bear. I shocked myself when I made protesting noises over a chimp being flung across a room. o.O; And y’know, Mark Wahlberg is a much better actor than I expected. I’m not sure if he’s all that good, just…better than expected. It was a fairly cool film, all around. The senator ape with the bloated orangutan head still creeps me the fuck out, tho. Ironically, he was harmless, and had a fairly small part…. I fell down yesterday. Still feeling really cool about that. One minute I was fine, the next I’m standing on my outer ankle instead of my foot, and then I’m down, and whacking my leg in several spots as I go, as well as catching my underarm on the corner of a box. I came very close to having my skull make friends with the door jamb, and if I knew which of my chosen pantheon watched over the accident-prone I would be sending them offerings as we speak. As I’m rather clueless, I’ll just say a general ‘thank you’ to the gods, and call it a day. sounds like the jesus and mary chain, “head on”
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Ok, see, this? The last one I’ll give them as a no-brainer, but the rest of it is so violently wrong that I don’t even have the words….
Take this test here.
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Eliza Dushku. What do you mean that wasn’t the whole movie? |
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