| "This isn't Platoon!" |
[Mar. 12th, 2008|09:40 am] |
This is the stuff that made me laugh out loud as I was walking through town yesterday. Hid my giggling behind my scarf, but it didn't work so well, I think. Anyway. It's the first episode of the Mighty Boosh Radio Show: Stolen. ( I cut out two very short clips from the episode: ) |
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| SPN 310 |
[Feb. 8th, 2008|05:56 pm] |
Oh, Dean. |
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| hawkeye, my hero |
[Dec. 9th, 2007|07:51 pm] |
I've been writing my essay for fandom class today (write a character analysis about an invented character, Great American, hero, whatever). Was going to write it on the A-Team, but then changed my mind and now I'm doing it on Hawkeye Pierce (concentrating on the tv show because mmmmAlanAlda). =D Because (and some of you might know that and share the opinion =p) I love him. =D And I've got DVD sets.
But see, I started at one. Kind of watched episodes for a couple of hours instead of writing anything, but now I've got about half of it. And I think I've got more episode references than actual text. XD
*cries* Half. And I didn't know what else to write back when I passed the 300 word mark.
Now I'm just stalling until I hit 1.500. XD
And I might not go to sleep with that insane amount of coke I've taken in. =D I'M seeing sparkles.
Got to be done by tomorrow 2pm, because I've got to work before class starts. Arrgh. Gotta work every day next week. I don't know how I can work that much and still not make any money. *headdesk* It's like running on a treadmill, only the metaphor works with money and working instead of running to not fall off. Whatever.
Yeeh. So. Exhausted. *slump*
... Amazon sells M*A*S*H T-shirts. T_T A clear sign that Amazon is Satan. I knew I shouldn't have clicked on any link left or right of 'character profiles'. BUT, I've got a M*A*S*H cap. That makes me happy enough. Plus, when do I really have the chance to wear a shirt like that, right? Never. Except to that new brown cord jacket I got for Christmas. I bet a green shirt with a red cross and the inscription M*A*S*H would look great with that. XD Fuck this. No. I'm stronger than my WANTS. Like my food needs. Needs = Good. M*A*S*H t-shirts = bad. |
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| almost a month? |
[Dec. 8th, 2007|12:48 am] |
I'm on the freeway. Missed my exit.
On this carousel. Want to get off.
Life is rushing past me. At ludicrous speed.
stuff has happened (too much school. too much work. too much shit going on.) stuff is happening (crazy shit.) stuff will happen (deadlines. papers. too much work. parties in the apartment. having to work till the 21st. desperately wanting some company. not enough spare time. no money.)
I'm bored, lonely, desperate, busy, sick of everything, hate- and spiteful, unhappy, manic, sometimes ecstatic, happy, frantic, going crazy.
My computer is dying its fifth death, so I can't escape into my usual methods of relaxing (watching videos, tv shows, movies, playing games, chatting). It needs to last another week or two, that's all I'm asking.
Other than that... I've been doing some stuff I really love doing. I just miss sharing the love with people who'll be as geeky about it as I am. But it's all good. For most things, there's someone here - someone there. Friends who know and understand and who'll laugh with me.
Now, I just need someone who watches Blackadder. |
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| memories |
[Nov. 14th, 2007|10:19 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | turner, tina & ike - come together | ] |
My dad used to take a lot of pictures slides. Mom took photographs, dad took slides.
And sometimes, we'd get the projector out and draw or copy figures on empty slides. And we'd put them in the slide projector and look at them on the wall. I've still got some of them. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2007|01:42 pm] |
"Don't objectify me."
XD XD XD |
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| confessions burning |
[Nov. 8th, 2007|10:01 pm] |
I've gotten into Desperate Housewives. ♥
Also, I watched It's a Boy Girl Thing last night. It's a romantic comedy set in high school. *hisses* And I loved it.
(There isn't, by any chance, a multi-fandom RP community that allows you to set your character into a fictional suburban community? Imagine your most crazy, cracked up, non-conformist character set in a gated community where the grass has to be a certain height. And the sex. *__* It almost hurts a little in the good place.) |
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| ewwww |
[Nov. 5th, 2007|02:36 pm] |
OMG. CAFETERIA. LUNCH. LITTLE BLACK BEETLES. IN THE RICE. OMGYUCKWTF. |
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| ... and then the monkey starts clapping |
[Oct. 31st, 2007|11:41 pm] |
So, my layout picture is possibly awesome. That and the caption*. The layout itself is very eww, but we're not talking about that.
*Yes, we all loved it when we heard it, I know. But maybe the saw blade one and the fork on were a bit too much. The monkey scene is still the best. The others are like trashy sequels. Still, lots of love. |
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| Mr. T |
[Oct. 23rd, 2007|11:36 am] |
Guys, you won't believe it.
fergus80 made a post about SPN being in an emmy magazine, and guess what one of the pictures showed.
A MR. T~ea POT. o.o A TEA POT A MR T(ea) POT OMG.
I want one.
[click and look at it] (I uploaded it to my own photobucket to avoid crashing fergus80's when the masses of my friends would look at it and click it over and over again because it's just that fantastic. it's not my picture, it's all fergus80's scanwork.)
Isn't it awesome? |
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| marketing goddess jk? |
[Oct. 21st, 2007|01:35 pm] |
I didn't even know that there was a new Rowling book coming out. But now that she's mentioned that Dumbledore was a homosexual, I suddenly feel compelled to buy it.
Oh, c'mon. Does she really think she's being clever?
I guess the next book promotion tour will let us in on the secret that McDonagall is a lesbian. And then all those who aren't cynic or tired of being taken for a fool can be surprised, awed and excited all over again! |
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| details vs. darkness |
[Oct. 21st, 2007|01:05 am] |
( on details ) |
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| watching the a-team |
[Oct. 20th, 2007|07:20 pm] |
I wonder what piercings BA has on his genitals.
I think he loves it when his partners tug on the rings in his balls with their teeth. I bet he's got these little embedded balls in his cock, too. =D And what about nipple rings?
tro, weren't you looking for prompts? XD
Also, omg, Atomic Twister is on TV tonight. *__*
And... Craig Ferguson's map of Austria. XD |
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| the pains of research |
[Oct. 13th, 2007|06:41 pm] |
I need a face mask.
I'm reading this psycho-analytical interpretation of Poe's life and works right now for a paper. That book was printed in 1949 and it's kept in the deep recesses of the belly of the main library until someone crazy comes and needs it, so of course it's dusty as hell.
And I can't read it. I open it and immediately start sneezing... and my lungs tickle. XD
So, yeah, that's my exciting tidbit for the week. What's up? |
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| Hah. |
[Oct. 8th, 2007|04:16 pm] |
Bursting with energy. Need to tell someone. Freed some headspace for the new sugar. This is pure love, baby. I'm excited. Left everything else behind me.
Got a new project. Doing this one for myself. Can't take this from me. Just you, me and a bucketful of sunrays.
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| on exams, sleep and numb3rs |
[Oct. 3rd, 2007|12:13 am] |
I've got an exam on what I like to call "literary analysis of characters of a drama, a short story and a movie based on post-structuralism, post-modernism, post-colonialism, gender studies and feminism including multiculturalism and the autobiographical texts of Hanif Kureishi".
If this were an Amazon page, there would be a paragraph about "people who've taken this exam, have also..." but in this case, it's more like "people who've taken this exam previously, haven't studied and still got a C" - as evidenced in my buddy Maria who laughed at me today for studying for this exam. But I need an A, and I fully intend to get it.
I should be in bed.
It's past midnight and I'm not in bed yet.
And why am I not in bed yet?
Because I'm watching random bits of three seasons of Numb3rs, trying to find my way back into Don Eppes' head so I can write for the Numb3rs flashfic/100 communities I signed up for today. I love roaming around inside Don Eppes' head. He's so wonderfully fucked up.
Unfortunately, no one else I know is in this fandom, so I have no one to RP sexy hot action with. But I took screencaps so I can at least make some icons. I want smoking, loud, sharp, action fic with kevlar and tac vests, with machine guns and ear pieces and 'go go go' and snipers. I want it so bad I can smell the gunsmoke... that sharp, bittersweet smell that has a way of soaking into your clothes, so when you take your shirt off at night, it still clings to the fabric. Oh, baby. And then the aftermath of violent sex, of course.
I've caught myself having way too much energy lately. Don't ask me where it comes from, only that I keep eyeing my bank account and that Cannondale I want and the mountains and I just want to go. Go hard and fast without taking prisoners - and crash and burn afterwards. I need to move. It hurts to stay still.
But I should be in bed. I just took two of my little "fall asleep easier in troubled times" pills so I can come down from this wonderful high. Damnit. I don't want to. |
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| life is shit. get to know this |
[Sep. 7th, 2007|08:00 pm] |
No heating.
As soon as I've finished my studies, I'm moving to... to... where is it warm all the time?
M had a party yesterday. The retching and belching ended around one. Yellowish vomit stains still on the floor and in the bathroom. Bastard slept till past noon. "Oh, that late already, huh?" Yeah, fucker. He did admit, however, that "it was kinda hardcore last night". O rly?
His friend came over earlier and I was feeling very 'arrgh' because M was nowhere to be found. And he's introducing himself and I'm not really into getting to know him, right? It's his training buddy. "You're going to the fitness center?" And M pops up, freshly shaved. "Nah, don't think so. Not today." Friend agrees. I snort. "Yeah, cause all you're gonna do today is wipe the piss and puke off the floor, right?" And the shiteating bastard hasn't even noticed yet that the floor's kinda gross everywhere. "What? Where?" I close the door, thinking fuck you and your disgusting friends. He follows, "sorry." Like I care if he's sorry or not. He wasn't sorry last night. I had to work today. Can't help it that some of us don't get 600 bucks a month stuffed up their asses by daddy. Thanks a lot.
Anyway. I didn't know that about this apartment beforehand. I chose this room cause it was nice and close and big and not too expensive and the kitchen looked gorgeous. But I'm getting out of here as soon as I can. That's no fucking way to live, man. I'm so cold, my fingertips are blue.
Getting information on exchange programs on Monday. Definitely not waiting any longer.
Notre Dame, IN might be too difficult/expensive to get in. Easier university - but in California sounds good. Hello, beaches.
Let me dream a bit. I'm delusional from the cold.
edit: Supernatural episodes make everything better. ♥
's just pure love, man. |
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| it's a magical first entry, charlie |
[Aug. 20th, 2007|02:36 pm] |
starting this joint. getting it on with a record and some flashy moves. is this mike on?
( test 1-2-3 )
P.S.: Mara, sei mal online, ja, büdde? =D (Vielleicht Skype? Ich schalts mal ein... nur für den Fall. *g*) |
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