Ad hoc, ad loc, and quid pro quo! So little time! So much to know!

Y'all, I just found Le Boyfriend eating a sandwich with bread two weeks past its expiration date. He seemed supremely unbothered when I pointed this out. Why, you ask?

"It doesn't have any mold on it"

At first I was like


But then I


It's official, I live with a hobo.

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"I'm not confused. I'm just well mixed..." -- Robert Frost

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Cheers.

P.S. - I'll be honest, I threw in the Stark gif so y'all could have some pretty to balance out the gross. Hope it helps.

Howdy, all! Have a shipping meme I found whilst going through my flist.

Shipping meme (ganked from faithharkness)

1. Think of up to 20 ships you support.
2. List them using descriptions of the characters involved rather than their names.
3. Have your f-list guess as many of the ships as they can.
4. Hints will be given if asked in the comments.

( I couldn't manage 20, but these 8 should do. Read carefully! )

These are one ship from each fandom I've ever really liked so far, so there aren't, for example, two Glee ships or anything like that. My hints will probably just be what fandoms they are, but we'll see what y'all come up with to ask (if necessary).

Also, it's been brought to my attention (by an especially thoughtful flistie) that Stark's been a busy boy...

"“Kinky Boots,” a musical based on the 2005 British film, is aiming for Broadway next season with a cast that includes Stark Sands (“American Idiot”) and Billy Porter (the Off Broadway revival of “Angels in America”). It would be the Broadway debut of the pop musician Cyndi Lauper as a composer and lyricist; the book is by Harvey Fierstein (“La Cage aux Folles,” “Newsies”) and the director and choreographer is Jerry Mitchell (“Legally Blonde”)."

--From the NYT's Theater pages.

Another flistie informed me that this is going to involve him dressing in drag. Again. Allow me to express my reaction to this in gif form since I don't really have the words to cover it:

( Cut to spare flist formatting )

HE REALLY IS THE PRETTIEST PRINCESS, Y'ALL. IF SOMEONE DOESN'T COME UP WITH SOME AMAZING PICS OF THIS SHIT, I'M GONNA BE MIGHTILY DISAPPOINT IN THE LOT OF YOU.

Anyway, that's all I've got for now (except my review post of The Devil Inside), so have a silly gif to thank you for your time



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"Silence is the wit of fools..." -- Anatole France

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Cheers.

Internets, I can't remember the last time I had a tension headache as bad as the one I have right now. Why, you ask?

( Cut for potentially triggery content related to eating disorders )

Jesus fucking Christ, what do you even say to something like that? I know I can't save everyone and all that jazz, but I can't just sit and let this go by either. Any ideas, internets?

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"Sanity is a cozy lie..." -- Susan Sontag

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Cheers.

He's about to take it all off, y'all...

NOT LIKE THAT, YOU PERVS.

( Le Boyfriend: The Before Picture )

#prayercircle #hairpocalypse #hairtodaygonetomorrow

ETA: It's done! More pictures...

( Le Boyfriend: The During Picture )

Aaaaaand ( Le Boyfriend: The AFTER Picture )



Holy shit, you guys...

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"I decline to accept the end of man..." -- William Faulkner

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Cheers.

Oh my God, I have no words to describe what I have just seen. I can, however, truthfully state that I laughed so hard irl that I got weird looks from my family, and then promptly lost all higher brain functioning when I realized that this has now put images of him as Rum Tum Tugger into my head.

( For those unfamiliar with Cats... )



Yeah, I don't even know either, my brain is an odd, scary, extremely random place. I can't decide if I would die of a fangasm, die laughing, or just be traumatized forever (NO ONE looks good in spandex). Come to think of it, the lip curls would probably do the fangasm thing, I remain undecided about the *ahem* choreography (I'm rather wary when it comes to Stark and dancing), and the spandex might possibly traumatize me forever on general principle.


Moving on to my last point, more thirty day writing meme!

Day Nine: For each of the fandoms from day two, what are your three favorite pairings to write?

Harry Potter - Harry/Draco, Remus/Sirius, and Remus/Sirius/James (I know, I know)

House, M.D. - House/Wilson, House/Chase, and House/Wilson/Chase (I seem to have a thing for threesomes, go figure)

Brokeback Mountain - Erm, there were only two here; Ennis/Jack and Jake/Heath

Glee - St. Berry, Will/Emma, and Finn/Rachel/Jesse (the potential for dramatic hate sex was delicious, okay?)

True Blood - I've only written crossovers for this fandom, really, so Nate/Godric, Brad/Godric, and Brad/Eric/Godric

Generation Kill - This one's easy! Starsgard, Ray/Walt, and Brad/Nate

American Idiot - Tunny/Will, Tunny/EG, and Tunny/Will/EG

X-Men: First Class - I've only written what could loosely be construed as Charles/Erik so far, but I also want to try Charles/Erik/Emma and Charles/Erik/Angel


...Good lord, I can't remember the last time I posted so regularly on this thing O_o

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"Much effort, much prosperity..." -- Euripides

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Cheers.

P.S. - Appropo of nothing, the fact that a band that seriously calls itself "LMFAO" actually exists makes me feel unbelievably tired and old. Kids today...*shakes head*

There's a real post coming, I promise, but first I want to describe what just happened because it was weird enough that I want to immortalize it for posterity.

Basically, I was sitting around writing, answering email, etc. when Le Boyfriend wandered in and started cracking up right when he was about to say something to me.

Me: *quirks eyebrow at him without looking up from screen*
Le Boyfriend: Robot vampire buttsnakes from hell.
Me: ...excuse me?
Le Boyfriend: Robot vampire buttsnakes from hell *starts cracking up again*

So I lower my laptop screen and just stare at him and, just when I'm thinking that he might have finally snapped and could conceivably kill me in my sleep, he explains.

Le Boyfriend: It's this phrase that just popped into my head that I know I've heard from somewhere, I just can't remember where. I'm pretty sure it was something you introduced me to, actually.
Me: ...[Le Boyfriend], what the fuck?
Le Boyfriend: Oh wait, it was that web comic! Two Lumps! That's where it's from.

It turns out he was talking about this.

This is what I have to live with every day. Never a dull moment, I swear.

The moral of the story: Web comics can be funny in context, but they can be even funnier out of context. Also, this is what happens when you date a crazy person.


And one more thing, just to cement the utter pointlessness of this post: Even though I'm pretty sure I've done this one before in some other incarnation, here's a meme I gacked from eiirene:

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool

( Some of these...Idek, y'all )

That's all for now, stay tuned for another (more substantial) post with what I'm hoping will be a nice surprise for some of you in it. In the mean time, feel free to go back and stare at this picture.

You're welcome.

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"You can't test courage cautiously..." -- Annie Dillard

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I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS PICTURE. I can't. I had just managed to pull myself together (for the gazillionth time today) and then I saw this and the sight of Stark obviously trying (unsuccessfully) not to cry totally set me off again.

I like to think I look like this right now:

Note Jensen's perfectly formed crystalline tears of pain

but in reality I'm probably closer to this:


See previous post for more moping (and a smidge of background on said moping).

Cheers.

HOLY SHIT.

HOLY SHIT.

MY COUSIN* KNOWS STARK MOTHERFUCKING SANDS. LIKE, ACTUALLY KNOWS HIM.

How I found this out:

I was chatting with her at Christmas dinner (part 2) and she asked me about the things I did in New York. So I was telling her about American Idiot...

Awesomest cousin ever: Oh, I have a friend from USC who's in that.
Me: ...you don't say. Who?
ACE: His name is Stark, Stark Sands
My brain/face/everything: SYSTEM MOTHERFUCKING FAILURE.


So I explained how I'd been there to see him and actually met him and after the usual "He's cute, isn't he? *knowing grin*", she explained that he'd been two years ahead of her and lived in the frat house two houses down from her sorority (or something like that, I was freaking out enough by this point that I might have crossed a wire somewhere). I got the impression that they still talk from time to time.

I love this cousin anyway because she's always a blast to talk to, but y'all can bet there will be some serious grilling about this in the future.

HOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHIT

Ahem. I need to calm down and start coming up with non-flaily capslocky things to ask her about what he is/was like. God, I don't even know where to start (I'm still in the "flaily hands and high-pitched noises" stage). WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS INFORMATION HOLYCRAP.

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"Humor is mankind's greatest blessing..." -- Mark Twain

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* - This is the late-twenty-something one who lives in L.A. and works for the Academy (as in the people who do the Oscars). Because of said job with the Academy, she knows tons of people for work reasons as opposed to actually being friends with them (so the key if she says she knows someone is to ask HOW she knows them -- different answers carry different weight).

Soooo just because today is the day I actually get to meet him, I thought I'd throw in a practice Stark post with a few of my favorites from a certain birthday picspam I found just now ;)

( Hot enough to get its own post )

Stay tuned for a post containing the real thing! ;)

Cheers.

Reason #5374894 why I hate my family sometimes it can be problematic when your fannish interests mix with real life:

Because it can lead to things like this coming up at Thanksgiving dinner in front of your boyfriend and your whole extended family (loud enough for all of them to hear) -

"Hey emerald_skies, maybe if you tell Stark it's your birthday when you ask him for his autograph he'll offer to take you out to dinner or something."


I didn't think it was possible for the shade of red I turned to actually occur in nature. Meanwhile, this was my reaction internally:


WHYYYYYYYYYY?


Ah, the holidays. Anyone here interested in adopting me?

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"I confess, I do not believe in time..." -- Vladimir Nabokov

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Cheers.