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Birthday countdown: 3 days
Girlfriend countdown: 9 days

Had a James Hetfield/Mariah Carrey dream last night. *pointedly glares in the general direction of Canada*

Blar, got an email back from the U2Bubblegum listmum. Um, girls? Did we know this is a writers-only list? Because the only thing keeping me back from starting my own list is the whole shades of TF-metslash thing. I don't think I'll be staying, though. And *cringe* she used the phrase "serious writers". That counts me out, then, since I'm lots of things, but serious isn't one of them. Yeah, I'm bitchy. So sue me. (*snerk*)

But, yeah. I'd like a U2 slash list where lurkers are welcome and all, and where temper tantrums like the one that sparked this whole thing are either ignored or put down, but this fandom is too small to warrant two lists, really. And, as I said, I fear the ever so slight chance that this'll turn into another List War, and um. No. Not with this fandom, not with me, and actually, not with her, either. I think she's naive, but then, I'm old and jaded, and she's actually okay.

I really hate fandom politics.

In other news, if I ever again can't get any Gitanes, please remind me to never ever buy Galoises, yeah? I still have a foul taste in my mouth. Yuck.

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Dear yahoo,

If you lock my account "for security reasons" and then give me a URL for more info, could you, you know, actually put some info at said URL?

Thanks,
a v. pissed-off user.

In other news ...

Chris and Justin are IN LOVE! They are. So in love. So much. It sickens me, but I cannot look away. Squeeee!

Further proof that my first pairing love will always be the strongest. Expect returnation of Jason/Kirk as my semi-OTP in Metallica Any Day Now. Oh yeah.

I've been really diggin through old fandoms. squickgrrl mentioned Captain Planet in one of her and pop_tarts' reviews, and that had me on a one-way trip to nostalgia-ville. Dude. Captain Planet. I loved that show so much. First inkings of my redheads-kink, also apparent in IQ from James Bond Junior being my favourite.

I watched some freaky-ass shit when I was young, yo! And yes, dammit, I did go looking for Captain Planet fanfic. Sadly, no slash, just some icky Mary Sues. And then I hopped over to the BMfM section -- and promptly disappeared again, because ewwww! The only name I recognised was Morning. Heh. Hey, I wonder if my old password for the bikermice.com message boards still works. Hm. Shall try that later.

And since it's Get Melle Back Into Old Fandoms, I shall also persue some Space: Above and Beyond sites and lists. Yes. Because I am insane. *NSane! (Oh, no, you don't, Breckin, I see that! No S:AaB/*NSync crossover bunnies. The S:AaB/Metallica one was bad enough. I said no!)

In yet even other news, Tri! How would you feel about tearing one of these goddamnedaweful SP stories off ff.netto shreds with me? Yeah, baby, I'm on a roll. The bitch is back! Not that she was ever gone. Yeah.

Actually stuck to my writing schedule this morning. About 250 words of The Game. Can't seem to think of who Lars should meet up with first in Greed. Also, I need something for Fred to be on. Drugs-wise, I mean. Something that ... makes you numb. Tips?

When I grow up, I want to be a Angus Dayton. Or possibly Silvia. Because I'm real good at spreading the word about Chris! And Justin! And they're in LOVE!

It's a good thing I am not my girlfriend, because if I had her paper to write, my conculusion would be "James Brown rocks the world, and Jimmy Page and Robert Plant are MFEO." Molbabe, don't get any ideas now.

Random thing I forgot to mention. In Norwich, at M&S's, the guy behind the cash register was the cutest, most adorable geekboy in the world. I wanted to take him home and feed him milk and cookies. Squeee! If he'd have had red hair, he'd be young!Percy. *pets*

Food. Need food. What food? Any food! Or, perhaps, soup. Yes. It's about -5°C here, and it's lovely. I'm all grinning happily and shit. Although I had to take the bike today to catch my train, so I couldn't wear my cape. (I'm not risking my £60.00 cape, yo! Not that insane, ta.) So no cape. But a warm fluffy winter coat, instead, which is also nice. And food! Did I mention food? Soup sounds nice, yeah.

It seems I am the sweetest girl in the world. Um. Dammit, girlfriends need to stop it with the ego-enlargment! Bad! Bad Jess! Don't make me spank you. Or order Steve to spank you. (Cue perverted comment from the BBB.)

Okay, done with answering LJ entries. Food! Yes. And then email and comments. And stuff. Cold, here I come!

"Still building then burning down love ..."

U2 is the greatest band in the world. </PSA>

And for some reason, I have a craving for early Metallica. Why is it that in my head, pissed-off music = happy music? My brain is a dangerously random place. And sadly, my FOAD^* minidisk is buried in my Bottomless Trunk 'o Doom somewhere. Drat.

^* FOAD = Fuck Off And Die, for the non-U2 fans.

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There seems to be a second wave of Timbertrick coming. I could not be more pleased. Because theirloveissotrue!

( Consider this my contribution to the cause. Not a story, but promotional material. )

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You know, I get far too much mileage out of this icon. I talk too much, I know, I sorry.