Dear Internet,

Helpful tip: when insulting the intelligence of another person, it might be best if you followed a few simple steps.
1. Abusing the apostrophe will gain you no ground, sir. Kindly refrain from contractions if you're going to continue to do it wrong.
2. You should probably go ahead and spell out all of your words. Yes, even "be." I know that "e" at the end is so troublesome and tiring to press, but let's go ahead and assume that, at least, is for the good of the nation.
3. While it may have worked in the fifth grade, calling other people names as an adult doesn't make you seem any better by comparison. In fact, it points out how very weak your argument is that you had to resort to the internet equivalent of kindergarten playground interactions.

These are, of course, only the basics.

Thank you and goodnight,
Me



So, basically I made the mistake of reading comments posted to the Jon Stewart interview on Bill O'Reilly.

In HAPPIER NEWS, HAVE YOU SEE THIS NEWS? It gets caps from GLEE, not rage. I'm hoping the universe has decided to make up for... 75% of everything else in my life at the moment by presenting me with what appears to be an actual chance to get the exact RDJ/Jensen Ackles fic my heart has been pining after for a while now to happen in real actual life with the idea of Jensen Ackles in a superhero costume.

The internet, she gives and she takes and she gives and she takes.

::squints::

I don't know who came up with this 6 am wake up time nonsense, but I would like to place my objections now.

::grumps::

This chapter I'm trying to read for my computer class is just making me want to buy a new laptop. Which I have neither the time or the funds to do at the moment. Stupid book. I don't need have a convertible tablet PC with 4GB of RAM, stop trying to convince me otherwise.

My life, so hard.

I can't get homework done because I am completely failing to focus. And I have so much of it to do. Sooo much homework due on Monday. /o\

Also... I officially fail to understand the fuss over Paranormal Activities. I just.. No.

I've been wanting to watch 9 for a while now, but only sort of. I'm torn, because on one hand... it looks awesome. And on the other... there are dolls that talk. And yes, in a movie in set in a post-apocalyptic world the talking ragdolls are what would creep me out the most. I don't even know. However, I can't find it to rent anywhere around here, annoyingly enough, and I'm not sure I'll like it enough to buy it. Thoughts? Comments? Opinions?

My life, so hard. Sigh.

Seriously, you guys, I don't think I have ever been more glad that it was Friday. Finally. This has been hell week. And while I now have hell weekend, and approximately 27 metric tons of homework, I am going to avoid doing ANY OF THAT, and veg out in front of a movie.

The hardest choice I am making tonight is Paranormal Activities or Inglorious Basterds. Admittedly, it's a very difficult choice.

Um, hypothetically, if a person wanted to get their hands on a copy of a certain movie about an addictive but brilliant detective and his boyfriendpartner</strike> husband doctor roommate, since it's going to at least feel like a hundred years before it's released in stores... Does anyone know how a person would, in fact, hypothetically do that?

::bats eyelashes::

( this isn't really a spoiler, but I like to be safe more than I like to be sorry )


I'm just asking. For no particular reason. ::whistles innocently::

WIP AMNESTY > STUDYING FOR HISTORY

Um, around 1,400 words of what would have eventually turned into a Spencer/Brendon fake boyfriend story, because I just can't get enough of that. The file name for this is spencerbdenfauxmance. So, evidence of my continued failure to actually write Spencer/Brendon:

( 'cause being in love is totally punk rock )

::hands::

Yeah, I got nothing.

This week could be greatly improved by waking up with super powers. I'm just saying.

Have a song fitting of my mood:
Motion City Soundtrack - @!#?!@
--- We all just want to do our thing / without the misery you bring ---

Jesus Christ, today is not a good day.

Tell me a joke?

Ok, new plan. Someone do my homework for me, and I'll a) play with script making software, b) work on a big bang fic of some sort, or, c) maybe try my hand at some Holmes fic or something.

Homework sucks! School sucks! I don't waaaanna ::whines::

Forget saving me from myself, I need saving from musesfool

I want this so bad, I could die.

FIRSTPERSONTTRIS.COM HAS TAKEN OVER MY BRAIN. PLEASE SEND HELP.

I have homework! Homework-y things I should be doing!

And a whole rant on that, but I'll save it, because it's boring, and it makes me mad.

In conclusion: MAKE ME STOP PLAYING THIS GAME, PLEASE.

I signed up for bandombigbang and spn_j2_bigbang. Oops?

In other news, I cannot get over a) Sean Van Vleet's face, and b) The Damn Things Over.

Oh, empires, you are kind of my favorites.

You know, if I had maybe started to doubt not choosing English as a degree plan (and if that happened--if--it's only because three different people last week decided I was wrong about the choice I had made) then reading the responses to this class I'm taking online have certainly put those to rest.

My god, you guys, it's like we're all gathered around an arena watching the English language get slaughtered like an injured gladiator.

::whimpers:: I can't look anymore!

TV IS AWESOME. YAY TV.

The ending of Chuck was cruel and unusually. And I want the last song that played on Castle. Any ideas what it was?

I really don't have a lot to say. I started classes again this morning, and already have an outline for a speech due on Wednesday, and no idea what to do it about. I mean, it's supposed to be about me, but. Ugh. Public speaking < my idea of a good time.

So. In conclusion: TV YAY!

I would like to runaway to somewhere tropical, where the only thing that's frozen is my drink.

I do not want to start back to classes tomorrow. Stupid classes.

However, to soften the blow, Chuck starts back tonight! Chuck! It's very nearly almost here even! With spyjinks and adorkableness and awesome. Chuck! My happy place show!

musesfool and I were just talking about how much I want a Chuck high school AU. I mean, really. Or some Chuck/Bryce. Or possibly both.

Last year, I signed up for both bandombigbang and spn_j2_bigbang and... failed to actually write stories for either of them. Which, I'll admit, my failure is probably not at all surprising to any of you. I still really, really, really want to sign up for both again anyway, because I'm a freaking lunatic.

So. A poll!

Poll #1509472 crazy mccrazypants
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 5

Big bangs are:

I (meaning me) should:

I (meaning you) will probably:

title: These Vagabond Shoes
rating: G
fandom: Ocean's Eleven
pairing: Danny/Rusty
summary: Retirement was never really in the cards for either one of them. Post Ocean's 13.
notes: Written for yuletide '09. Many, many, many thanks to musesfool all she did to make this story happen. Originally posted here at AO3.

( It starts with one of those little fake silver collector's spoons from Phoenix. )

I JUST GOT BACK FROM WATCHING SHERLOCK HOLMES (FINALLLLYY) AND I HAVE THE SAME THING TO SAY AS THE REST OF THE INTERNET: BRING ME THE FINEST HOLMES AND WATSON IN ALL THE LAND. GIVE TO ME YOUR HOLMES/WATSON MOVIEVERSE FIC, INTERNET. SHARING IS CARING.

I owe people comments, and emails, and eventually I should also post my yuletide over in this direction, but I'm still pretty exhausted. I couldn't get comfortable enough to sleep last night, my stomach was still pretty wobbly all day today, and I've spent more time on the phone in the last two days than I have in the last two months.

I will totally do those things I need to be doing. But for now, I think I will curl up with a) Buffy reruns, b) season two of BBT or, c) the Holmes book I just bought, with stories written by Niel Gaiman and Stephen King and... other people. IDK.

Last night, I got very, very, very drunk. I have piad for this today in brusies, embarrassment, and regret. I'll be honest, it's more the first two than the last one. Many, many brusies. Lots of embarrassment. I spent today hiding under the covers, and watching Buffy reruns. Hungover should totally be a mood.

I made a resolution to post to my LJ once a day, because I think it counts as writing, in a way. Typing gets words out, or whatever. I am returning to the hiding, and the Buffy, and the regret. I just didn't want to break my goal on the first day of the year.

Also, HAPPY NEW YEAR. I hope all of you had an awesome one, and I hope every one of you has an even better year, in all of 2010.