- Mood:
shocked - Music:"Proud Mary" by Glee Cast
God, I need a Cartman icon.
P.S. Why am I never here for actual news? I'm gone when half the state burns down, the stock market crashes, and they find Osama's buddy Whatshisface Zazi a mile and a half from my house, but here for crap like this. W.T.F.?
( And, I almost forgot... )
- Mood:
aggravated - Music:"Halo/Walking on Sunshine" by Glee Cast
I saw my brother for the first time in about 2 months yesterday, and I think he got a personality transplant. He was all...nice and easy-going and stuff. And he barely swore (not that I have anything against swearing, I'm actually a big fan, but for reals you need like a special decoder ring to decipher his meaning between all the "fucks") and said "thank you" lots of times. It was WEIRD. Granted, he was supposed to come get the rest of his shit out of the house today and it's already 2, so I guess we'll see how complete the transplant is. Maybe he didn't take his anti-rejection drugs.
Why do charities make it so damn hard to donate stuff? Hello, I have a bunch of crap to donate, could you pick up your damn phone?! FTLOG.
I'm totally diggin' One Life to Live. At least one soap understands that supercouples are super for a reason and not supercouples are not. Like, duh.
ETA: Make that 8 winks, and 4 IMs. WTF?
- Mood:
confused - Music:"Life After You" by Daughtry
And what do you do to compensate for all of these losses? You give me ANDY-FUCKIN'-RICHTER?! SERIOUSLY?! Rem
I'd like to punch whatever idiot decided on this course of action. Leave Jay alone--he was super in that time slot, and Conan isn't meant to be truly mainstream. Jimmy Fallon's nice and all...but clearly, Tina Fey was the brains in that operation.
So, glad to have you back, sad to see your state.
- Mood:
cranky
My brother is stupid and most of the time I wish he would just move away and not talk to me anymore. I don't get people who are all wound up about providing their kid with a sibling. Just because they're related doesn't mean they like each other or share in those bound-by-family-ties duties. And one could be a lemon.
So anyway, here's a meme from
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love_n_lostabout fandoms. ( Yea )
Btw,
imjinnie you still owe me 5 tapes (48, 50, 54, 77, 79) so search under your bed or whatever and then we can do lunch again sometime. Unless you're planning some diabolical scheme that involves holding random General Hospital tapes hostage? - Mood:
drained - Music:"Just Like a Pill" by Pink
Really, the only interesting thing I can think to post is this: In January I discovered that I'm afraid of submarines, and really, all manner of submerged things that don't belong there. I went snorkeling and kinda panicked at Disney's fake, intentionally sunk submarine...in about 5 feet of water. Now, whenever I see one, even on TV, I get chills and feel kinda queasy. I'm not quite sure what that says about my psyche or about my desire to learn to scuba dive. I'm thinking it's not good.
I've also been watching a lot of General Hospital lately. But, old stuff, from at least 7 years ago. All revolving around a 'ship that never really was (despite the impression my userpic may give). Anybody else have a strange attachment (addiction?) to shows/books/movies that didn't live up to your expectations but you can't quite let go of? Like you get all excited and hopeful and it feels like no time has passed and then...you realize that what you want is never going to happen and you're disappointed and angry all over again? God, I HATE THAT.
- Mood:
apathetic - Music:"You Won't Ever Be Lonely" by Andy Griggs
( If Mulder Only Knew... )
POLL TIME!
Poll #1309108 Who would you rather ravage?
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 8
Whose news desk do you want to see the underside of?
4 (50.0%)- Mood:
amused - Music:"Gotta Be Somebody" by Nickelback
I've been thinking a lot about what makes a life well-lived. I'm starting to wonder how much of it is lost to The Things We Don't Say.
I was on Facebook for the first time in like 6 weeks and on a whim started a chat with a guy I haven't talked to since graduation. I think we may have just spent the last 2 hours flirting, but I'm not entirely sure. Can you flirt over the finer points of word definitions?
I think my nephew finally hit his terrible twos. Too bad it's only a year-and-a-half too late. He has to argue about everything and pouts at the drop of a hat. But he does say things are "hilarious"--like when his dad runs away from bees--which I think is hilarious.
I'm still contemplating my directionless future, and no clear direction seems to be emerging from doing so. I've reading about Disney again lately, and it really made me want to move there--AGAIN. Except I can't because my brother's an irresponsible jackass and the rest of my family is kinda worthless. yay.
The DNC starts tomorrow, and I was thinking about going downtown to take pictures for practice. Except I'm terribly unfamiliar with downtown and my camera is a little wussy for that sooo...I don't know about that.
The Nightmare Before Christmas comes out on DVD on Tuesday. YAY!
- Mood: amused
- Music:Try This Pink
In other news, my mom got another job inside the company, so I still have health insurance! YAY! Ironically, it's the same job I was doing before they didn't have any budget, except she gets benefits and more money to do it since she's an employee and not a contractor. See, if I had actually really TRIED to keep my job, then my mom would be unemployed and we would be poor. However, I found a job posting for a chauffeur, but you have to be 25. Damn you, laws! Like I'm a gonna be a better driver 6 months from now?! Though, I did find another job posting for a copy editor-type job that I'm perfect for, but now I have to write a cover letter--the most horrible invention ever in the history of job hunting.
Still 33 days til WDW, though. ::sigh::
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:"I Wish I Were a Punk Rocker" by Sandi Thom
bettyentel and I tell her I should meet her "friend" that only gets hit on by old people because we both apparently release old-people pheromones. Fast-forward to 8pm when I drive halfway across town to a book store to buy my hard-to-find magazine (for the X-Files article) and my hard-to-find book (because it was the inspiration for one of my favorite X-Files episodes). I get both in hand and then decide to look around because I just drove halfway across town. I'm looking at graphic design books when I hear: "Excuse me, do you know where I can find the James Patterson books?"
Uh, UH OH. "Um, probably in the fiction section."
*awkward silence* "I like his stuff."
"Really? I've never read one of his books." *turns back to graphic design books.*
"I like them. They have romance and stuff." RED ALERT. RED ALERT. "What are you looking for?"
"Just looking."
"I don't see a boyfriend. Do you have boyfriend?"
"Nope."
Cut to the point of the story: he's 17. SEVENTEEN. I HATE YOU, FATES! I get it, OK?! I say only get hit on by old people, so you send jail-bait. HA-HA. Irony is hilarious, ok? I GOT IT. The really sad part is, he TOTALLY had more game than my sleazy neighbor who's twice his age.
I'm never going anywhere without my mom again. No one hits on me in front of my mom. They usually just stare and say things like "nice shirt" when it has things like Thumper on it. I'm okay with that. No awkward conversation. I really don't have to participate in that interaction at all. It's within my comfort zone. So, as
bettyentel and I have already discussed, THIS IS ALL HER FAULT.- Mood:
loved - Music:"Forgive Me" by Leona Lewis
Now, on to more important things. Like X-Files. I'm getting really sick of people criticizing this movie. Especially "die-hard fans" of the show. It gives me this vague betrayed-type feeling. So, I think some ridicule is in order of the more absurd criticisms I've read, because I have yet to hear a really good reason why this movie sucked. So, feel free to join in. It's cathartic.
- Mood: confused
- Music:"Come On Get Higher" by SugarLand
-Replacing a light switch isn't as easy as one would expect. Especially when said light switch is 30 years old and was installed by a man.
-My stupid sinus infection won't go away. I've been on Sudafed for over a week and almost finished with my antibiotics, and it still feels like my forehead and jaw are going to explode.
-Every time I leave my house I have to skulk out my window first like Boo Radley. My neighbor totally hit on me the other day in skeevy fashion--things like "you're a fox" were said while giving me the stalkerish up-down, followed by the real kicker "your mom's pretty too"--so I try to avoid him at all costs.
-Gillian on Kimmel was too cute. I knew the answers to all those questions off the top of my head. Nothing makes you feel more like a dork than knowing a character better than their portrayer. But it made me giggle that she apparently has more fangirls than David. Take THAT top billing.
-I keep thinking about going back to school, but then I keep going to Disney World. It sorta cuts into the funds and the time. I think I just need to figure out a way to make a living from vacationing that doesn't include publishers and actually makes decent money.
-I think I might be a towncar driver. Considering the whole no job=no money situation, that the convention's going to be here in less than a month, and I like driving, it might be the perfect situation.
- Mood:
bored - Music:"The Surgery" by Mark Snow
Sincerely,
Me
- Mood:
angry - Music:David Duchovny on Leno
So, I thought I should actually *post* to this journal if I'm going to shell out another $35 to keep my paid account. It has been like...3 months. But, whatever.
- Mood: apathetic
- Music:I Want to Believe score snipets
In other news, YAY! for Hillary. Because seriously, I don't know if I can vote for that egotistical, condescending ass running on a campaign for "change". Sure, if by "change" you mean pretending to have an answer for everything while actually having answer for nothing and not listening to anyone who might have an educated opinion. Because, you know, WE HAVEN'T HAD ONE OF THOSE BEFORE.
- Mood:
annoyed - Music:"Forgive Me" by Leona Lewis
In other news, HOW FREAKIN' AWESOME is the new XF2 promo pic?! Finally, one that doesn't look like complete crap. However, I still think Mulder should be a very, very grateful man (see Maxim photo spread). And my XF2 widget is finally under 100 days until the release WOO!...but it still feels s o f a r a w a y.
I'm so glad Thursday night TV is back. How adorable were PB&J?! But, um, where's Jan? She better not be written out for good because she's totally the best character. And that says a lot coming from me considering I'm in love with Jim.
- Mood:
pleased - Music:Lady Antebellum
- Mood:
naughty - Music:"Lost Highway" by Bon Jovi
"In 1944, 29 yearling reindeer were introduced on Alaska's St. Matthew Island, in the Bering Sea, as backup food for a small Coast Guard station. By 1957, the herd had grown exponentially to more than 1,300 reindeer, each one fatter than average reindeer in a domestic herd. Their robust health indicated that they were feasting on the nutritious tundra grasses, lichens, and willows. In the summer of 1963, a visiting biologist counted 6,000 reindeer on the island. Their average body size had decreased, however, indicating the reindeer had reached the limit of the island's resources. Because that winter had been particularly severe, the pressure of all the reindeer on the island's plant life could not be sustained. All but 42 of those thousands of reindeer died. Only one male survived, and he was unable to reproduce."
Ouch. Apparently, they were all "just friends".
- Mood: amused
- Music:iPod on shuffle
Though, since my hours at work got cut back from full time (or however many I wanted under that) to 10 starting in April, I guess the argument for not leaving is that I can't afford it. So I guess I would prefer just not to get shot while not leaving. And I can't buy the townhouse I really wanted. And while that would free me up to go to WDW in September, I'll probably be too poor for that too.
I want my hour back, damn it!
All the XF2 spoilers are driving me crazy. Because I don't know what they say and I feel left out. And tempted. And apparently there's some big crazy controversy about the latest round that I'm missing out on. I really don't want to know, I just want everyone else to not want to know either. Is that too much to ask?
- Mood:
grumpy - Music:"Realize" by Colbie Calliat
- Mood:
indifferent - Music:"Umbrella" by Rihanna
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