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

Welp, I just discovered that Glee now starts right as my Tuesday shift at work ends.



So much for going to the watch-along posts again.

I wish RL would stop taking fandom from me, it's a lot cheaper than my fucking $800/hour shrink and works a whole lot better at keeping me from having a complete fucking meltdown. On the other hand, I now have a newfound respect for those of y'all who do the regular nine-to-five-like-a-motherfucking-adult thing and yet still have the time to be active in at least one fandom (if not several). Color me impressed, y'all.

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"I always entertain great hopes..." -- Robert Frost

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Cheers.

P.S. - I'm still sick. STILL. Can someone tell me what breathing normally is like? I dimly remember it being pretty rad...

Internets, somehow I managed to pick up a head/chest cold IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SUMMER. Normally I get the chronic sinus death pretty consistently all through November-February, NOT IN THE GODDAMN SUMMER.

So now my plans for the evening include lying stretched out on the couch, praying for the sweet release of death, listening to lots of Pink Floyd (because that's what you do when you're stuffed full of cold medicine), and possibly writing some epic crackfic just to cheer myself up.

On the other hand, I did get Walk The Line from Netflix today (I've seen it but Le Boyfriend hasn't and he loves Johnny Cash)...hmmm...

Anyway, another couple of silly RL things happened to me recently:

1) The electric company decided this morning that it would be a great idea to shut off the power for four straight hours in Texas in THE HOTTEST PART OF THE SUMMER #southernlogic

2) About a week ago, Comcast sent a letter encouraging La Famille to buy digital cable boxes or else we "might" lose SOME service when Comcast switched over to digital. We discovered this morning (since we hadn't bought boxes yet) that we, in fact, lost ALL of our channels. NOTHING on the T.V. works right now.

My reaction to both things:


Honestly.

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"Each of us bears his own Hell..." -- Virgil

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Cheers.

P.S. - I've re-developed a horrible, horrible addiction to Bath & Body Works in the last week or two. I'm pretty much doomed to be broke forever.

So, I just found out that a sequel to the remake of Friday the 13th appears to be happening. On the one hand, I wish someone good would get picked up to direct it but, on the other, I sort of want them to bring back Michael "*random explosion*" Bay to make another hilarious disaster of a movie.

Either way, the only thing I really care about where the sequel is concerned is whether or not they bring back ( this )

Ahem.

In other news, there really ought to be some sort of medal for people who are really sick but still trudge to class anyway (stupid quiz *grumbles*) Alas, college largely doesn't give even half a fuck about us. At least it's supposed to snow/sleet/"wintry mix" tomorrow and then freeze solid -- like, wind chills down to around zero solid -- for the rest of the week, so maybe Raptor Jesus will take pity on me and cancel some classes.

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"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents..." -- H.P. Lovecraft

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Cheers.

P.S. - This meme gave me the best, most hilarious idea that will probably never happen. For those who have seen American Idiot, remember the part in the beginning where they're all at the front of the stage doing that weird dance like they're trying to break an invisible board with their faces? I want to get a gif of that and turn it into one of those PARTY HARD gifs. This is probably one of those things that's only funny if you're me but still, maybe one of you will get a chuckle out of the idea.

P.P.S. - I give you clear and obvious proof that certain parts of the SPN fandom have entirely too much time and money on their hands. I'll just be over here sobbing into my Ramen.

THING THE FIRST: Somehow, I'm still sick. Either this is the world's most persistent head/chest cold or I'm secretly dying, I don't even know anymore. I just know that whatever it is leaves me avoiding deep breaths so I don't have another coughing fit.


THING THE SECOND: It snowed here! Well, only a little and none of it even tried to stick, but still, snow!


THING THE THIRD: stark_daily is the best comm ever, because it showed me these

( In which Stark is dressed like entirely too many boys I went to high school with... )

And bonus Pawel!

( In which Pawel is his usual disgustingly adorable self... )

Oh GK cast, how so stupefyingly attractive and generally awesome?


THING THE FOURTH: Le Boyfriend and I watched The Last Exorcism last night. What in the actual fuck was that ending? I mean really, I realize Eli Roth had a hand in making this movie and so of course it's going to have some questionable elements, but still.


And now back to lying in bed and trying not to breathe too deeply. Ugh.

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"All serious daring starts from within..." -- Eudora Welty

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Cheers.

Internets, I've been coughing so much over the last week (or so) that my voice is gone. I sound like Godfather -- for once, not a humorous exaggeration.

Please send help. Or cough medicine. Or GK picspams.

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"God has entrusted me with myself..." -- Epictetus

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Cheers.

P.S. - Hero Living just came in the post. I swear I'll get around to reading it at some point, but right now I'm too transfixed by Rudy's dearth of clothes and unbelievably amused by the face he's making. I should not be this entertained by the dust jacket of a book.

Le Boyfriend's comment (upon seeing Rudy's picture/pose on the cover): "I think Rudy wants to be a plane. Just like Brad."



I swear, this is why I keep him around.

P.P.S. - Am considering trying my hand at very stick-figurish comics to illustrate some of my posts. Thoughts?

Argh. Let me tell you, internets, I hope all the crap that's been happening lately means that I'm going to have a spectacular run of good luck sometime soon, or else I might just lose all will to live.

( Bawww moar, self... )

At least I'm not depressed anymore -- well, for the moment -- just...annoyed. Here's hoping things start looking up before I go back to collegeland (in almost exactly a month).

Okay, just so this isn't entirely a pity party post, have a lyrics challenge. Y'all know the drill; I post the first two lines of 20 songs, you guess them, and I cross out the correct ones and label them accordingly. Googling kinda spoils the fun (for real), and I'm adding a twist; if you think you know the song but need a hint, ask and I'll post the next two lines of the song to see if that helps jog your memory. Sound good? Alrighty then!

( Without music, life would be a mistake... )

Finally, can anyone who knows more about this tell me when The Miraculous Year is supposed to come out/finish filming? This is sort of relevant to my birthday New York Trip interests so I'd appreciate any and all info on the subject...

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"Better a witty fool than a foolish wit..." -- William Shakespeare

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Cheers.

Things I like about life right now:

1) Le Boyfriend brought me chocolate and Midol (or, as he called it, "life insurance")
2) My crazy cat hasn't attacked me (yet)
3) Les Neighbors's son is graduating from grade school this Friday night (I met this kid just before he got his learner's permit -- when did this "old" thing happen?)
4) It rained like crazy and the power stayed on
5) One of my friends just got back from USMC basic training a few days ago
6) My new layout is awesome

Things I hate about life right now:

1) The horrible, horrible cramps I've been having
2) My fucked up sleep schedule
3) Trying to get my Photobucket to send me my damn password because I forgot it (it's a looooong story)
4) The way my internet connection has been acting today
5) My current lack of job (and thus lack of money)
6) My muse is stuck (again)

Sigh. Raincheck on the more coherent Glee reaction post, I'm just not feelin' it today. Now, if y'all will excuse me, I'll be off struggling with the agonizing pain in my midsection.

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"The greatest remedy for anger is delay..." -- Thomas Paine

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Cheers.

So, I covered my first day of spring football practice today -- it was mostly pretty fun, considering I haven't covered football since grade school (my university doesn't have a team). Only one thing sucked about it.

Internets, have any of you ever sunburned the backs of your legs (especially behind your knees)? It kindof hurts like torture. Also, Le Boyfriend forgot about the sunburns on my shoulders and clapped me on the shoulder during the course of a joke. It sort of ended with me going like this



and only just mastering the urge to deck him. I can only imagine what the neighbors think of us (although it's not like they can judge, since these are the same people who play rugby/jai alai/have loud, obnoxious sex/[insert loud, bangy activity here] at all hours).

However, there are two three bright sides to today:

1) I finished my last regular class assignment about two hours ago (it's all finals from here)

2) I got Dead in the Family! I haven't gotten a chance to read it yet, but that's what class tomorrow is for *g*

3) Le Boyfriend and I went out to dinner (Mongolian stir fry) and wound up running into an unexpectedly awesome friend of Le Boyfriend's from one of his classes -- we wound up having dinner with the guy and his girlfriend. Discussions of horror movies and funny/gross injury stories (isn't it fun to chat with an athletic training major?) and general hilarity abounded. It also didn't hurt that the guy had my Kryptonite the most distracting green eyes in all of creation.

Plus I get to visit La Famille this weekend. So, all in all, life is pretty decently groovy for once.

Bud appreciates you reading this pointless entry and thanks you for your time


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"Books, the children of the brain..." -- Jonathan Swift

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Cheers.

P.S. - Yes, I used sunscreen, I just happened to forget that astroturf reflects sunlight like a motherfucker and thus didn't correct my amount of sunscreen accordingly.