One of these days, I'm going to stuff my yarn down my co-workers's throats if they don't pipe the fuck down. *growls at them* (Yes, I'm being passive-agressive at them and coughing loudly whenever they start singing/yelling at each other again. I don't care. Fie on them I say!)
Link of the Day: From the people who brought you Laaaaaance in Spaaaaaace: Lance Bass sets self on fire over dildo. Ah, popslash. You just can't make this shit up, people!
Hey Firefly folks, can anyone rec me some nice Simon&Jayne friendship fics? (Yes, I am that desperate. Hush, dammit!) And while I'm on the subject, best Firefly icon ever:
From here, by sparklebutch. Bwah!
For some reason, this thread (referring to masturbation and products to use for it) made me giggle insanely. This will not make sense to more than a select few who still remember the popslash heydays. (theirloveissopurelikefacewash!)
Last night I watched Live 8 and exchanged text messages with Leena re: utter adorableness of Robbie Williams, and how he and Becks need to have sex. I alsy had a bunny, which Leena shamelessly encouraged. Dammit.
They're bringing out a Live 8 DVD SOON, right? Because I missed half of it and then I was barely concious for the second half, and I want to see the Philly concert and the Berlin and Rome and ALL OF THEM!
Also, why did everyone onstage over 40 look so hot? WHY? Damn you, U2. And Geldof. And YES I AM LOOKING AT YOU, THE WHO! *sob*
Escapade Countdown: 13 days
First and foremost: Everybody's Free (To get A LiveJournal). Brilliant stuff.
And on a similar note, I've no idea what the recent popslash kerfuffle is all about, except that it involves the book incident and something about it has now actually reached Belgian news. So let me go on record as saying I'd really rather not know, all right?
And yes, spammers, that goes for you, too. I've no desire to see Janet's boob.
In other news, according to the poll, my Creepy Het OTP gets no love except from sivan (thank you, sweetie!), and Celeborn and Galadriel are just one vote short of a three-way tie with Legolas and Gimli and the Twins.
Since I've the final word in this, the AlphaSmart shall henceforth be known as Gimli. Here's hoping I won't have to wait too long for a new computer to give Gimli his Legolas. although, as I believe ruby_fruit pointed out, this name will probably result in my computer pointing out the obvious a lot. ("It looks like you're trying to write a letter." "No shit, Sherlock?")
Baby listen to me when I say
JC: These guys have this obsession with asking people to listen to them.
Lance: Maybe they were ignored a lot as little Backstreet Babies.
Ahahaha! *to the tune of Muppet Babies* #Backstreet baaaabieees ...#
That's only funny when you're me, innit?
Um. Lance? I liked you, you fucker. (I want my mummy!)
*eyes bank account* Dear self: You don't have enough money to buy the FotR extended DVD. No, really. No. Really. Edit: Ha! Can borrow it off my coworker. Yay!
I'm taking a break from the Evil Het Story to write more drabbleage. I still owe people RP drabbles, and then there's the Bodyswitching Story I'm writing purely for my own (and rsadelle's) amusement. Hee!
God, I'm boring today.
Which is a collection of snippets, and a sort of WiP, and hysterically funny. In which Lance is death, and no, that's not a typo. I wanted to quote the whole thing here.
"PASS THE REMOTE, PLEASE."
JC looked up. "Dude. Only if you stop talking in capital letters."
JC handed over the remote anyway.Edit: Just to be clearn, I'm just pimpin', I didn't write that. ^___^
Also, I had a random Timbertrick moment over here. Huh.
Half five and it's already dark. I love winter. ^________^
Edit: Clementines! I have clementines! It's now officially winter. Woo!