Wait, was yesterday's Tek Jansen episode (on the Colbert Report featuring George Lucas) a parody of the Lori Jareo spectacle or am I imagining things again?
Migraine again - a bad, bad migraine. But wonderful, wonderful European anaesthetics that can be obtained from various sources other than pharmacies.
(Description: You are a four-sided die, a d4. Otherwise known as a tetrahedron, a "Caltrop", or (to a lesser degree) "Ol' Pointy". This crap bores you, so I'll get to the point. Others tend to see you as petty, conniving, manipulative, argumentative, defensive, greedy, and needlessly antagonistic. You see yourself as focused, effective, efficient, influencing, shrewd, tactical, and direct. Both points of view are in fact correct. You always know the best way to get things done, a fact that never wins sympathy with others. Whenever you manage to gain control of a situation, your solutions are swift and brutal. Unfortunately everyone else is convinced that granting you such power is, "a bad thing" and often conspire to keep it out of your hands. Such short-sighted fools!)
Shamelessly stolen from taokodr with much gratitude for one of the funniest and funnest quizzes I've taken so far.
It's Bulgaria's Independence Day today, it's rainy and quiet and I'm sitting at home and arranging my family's film collection by color and watching some Bulgarian music channel where people text in questions and some "oracle" answers with a "yes" or a "no". It's quite fascinating to witness, this shotgun marriage of old superstition and modern technology.
Yay! Kristin Chenoweth (the bestest Galinda/Glinda, in my opinion) and Mark Twain's version of the Bible. In a musical. Couldn't have wished for more awesome in one place (except for tickets to see Wicked with its original cast, of course.)
The moom's just sitting there, staring at me like a stalker. Can't sleep like that, people.
It's amazing how many videos on YouTube have cats flushing toilets. In fact, when reading on toilet-training a cat, I was warned not to teach one how to flush because they are so fascinated with running water. My own cat's now looking at me all angry as evidenced by the two orange points of light coming from the edge of the bed.
I should really be going to bed considering that tomorrow I need to get up by 7:00 AM to, well, relocate to a different friggin' continent with two bags of luggage and a sulky cat. I just don't feel like it. So, I'm sitting here, drinking my two-liter bottle of Coke and eating my salt-and-vinegar (yum) chips and watching Deadwood. Because I am irresponsible like that.
But honestly, how many times in a sentence can Deadwoodians use the word "cocksucker"? Poor word needs some overtime pay worked into its contract.
Sep. 15th, 2006 @ 12:24 am
That Craigslist prank (need I mention it's NSFW) that people were saying might not destroy lives and jobs and marriages because, after all, who reads Encyclopaedia Dramatica? Yeah, it's on Fark. Welcome to the Internet.
General consensus is that RFJason's a little asswipe, which yeah. But, come on, pedophile vigilante sites have been using similar methods for years, it was just a matter of time before said methods were abused by a kid with a little too much time on hir hands. If you do anything online that you might be embarassed of IRL, maybe you need to cover your tracks a bit better, dummies. Oh, and replying with sexually-explicit language and pictures from your company email address? The pinnacle of lame-brainedness, genius!
Sep. 10th, 2006 @ 05:52 pm
Haha, looky here. I am officially the fastest bannination on the journal of the infamous Ginmar. All it took was one comment:
More than half of the human race lives in fear and depression from being objectified, villified, ridiculed, dismissed, assaulted, and murdered by members of the other slightly-less-than-half.
I don't. My female friends don't. Aren't generalizations fun though?
You hinted at not being a female just below this. Why do you presume to speak on behalf of me and other females, you pseudo-feminist?
To someone who asserted that all women live in fear, etc. and Ginnie-girl immediately replied with
Wow, look it's Katie Roiphe. "If one quarter of my friends were being raped, wouldn't I know?"
Your friends are not the center of the universe.
And the ban-hammer, which prevented me from responding with a:
Haha, no. S/he tried to assert an absolute statement, saying that more than half the population lived in fear. I just proved him/her wrong. *sigh* Will people learn to read, damnit?
Shee-it, I am so proud of myself, I can cry.
For bonus fun, watch her mathematically and logically-challenged friends try to convince me that earth-logic is null and void.
I hate the world a bit more since yesterday. Every Steve Irwin tribute I see on TV makes me tear up. You just know life's a bitch when evil asspistules like Phelps are allowed to poison the world for over half a century while omeone like The Crocodile Hunter dies in such freakish circumstances. Booo, life.
On a more positive note, I have a new favorite song. I'm sure Poe (i.e., my pretend husband) approves.
And since every woman is to be considered pre-pregnant now, under law, our rights are to extend as far as we have working ovaries. Crank 'em up, ladies, cause once you get ovarian cancer or get your tubes tied or go through menopause, you're in a limbo status. Will you, dear inbred fucking monkey-assed gentlemen, tell me what am I going to be once I get to be 45? What are you? Can I feel free to define man as "a male human being with a functioning brain and independently-functioning male organs"? In that case, even those blue pills you keep popping and subsidizing as medical necessities won't help.
New rule of fandom: plagiarization warrants death threats. Is it that a disproportionate amount of batshit is drawn towards fandom (HP or otherwise) or does the environment of fandom turn some people batshit? Maybe I should try to research that instead of wasting my time with psychology of surrealism.
Oh, looky who went and learned himself a new catchphrase without bothering to actually understand it. Poor dear, confusing "cognitive dissonance" with "denial".
Sonofabitchfuckingmigraine almost had me leaving for the ER again last night. I think I overdosed on chocolate or wine or oats or fish or air again. Triptans would have helped a bit, had they not come with a host of stupid sickening side effects in spite of $20/pill price tag.
So, to distract myself, I finished watching all episodes of Weeds I could get my hands on and went on a
Hahaha. njyoder and hexennacht were shoulder-to-shoulder in the Dumb Derby and njyoder just won in a photo-finish. anti_feminism now sports a spanking new Hello Kitty outfit and is being modded by a fem-jay. Hysterical doesn't even begin to cover it.
Weeds is a pretty cool show.
Do not go to a store with taokodr. He eggs people on to buy fatty chocolatey stuff that people shouldn't have.
I'm a Roseanne addict. There, I've said it.
Aug. 14th, 2006 @ 02:50 am
Long time no write. Actually, plenty write just not in journal. Let's go chronologically just to keep the pretence this is actually a journal and not a thought trash heap:
A friend of a friend of James's (okay, my friend too; I'd met him at a party the evening before) was going to said goth-club and since I'd expressed an interest in visiting, on we went. This being a goth club, I just <i>had</i> to wear my pink jacket and preppy make-up, it's just more fun this way.
(to be edited with the rest whenever I feel like it)
You know what my happy place is? Earth, uninhabited by people.
But Germany won! And it was good. That means at least one more game this month watching Ballack prance around in shorts and play with balls and jump other fit young men. *le sigh, le purr* Oh, and the game was solid, too, except for the post-final whistle brawl which I hear resulted when a German player made fun of an Argentinian (who missed the penalty, ouch) for crying. Hey, asshole, you of all people should know how pentalty kicks scamble your nerves ESPECIALLY at a WC quarter-final game, jeez. Still, the mean girl in me is kind of snickering even though she knows it's wrong.
Spain, baby, don't do this to me, okay? I'm pulling for ya like I've never pulled for any national team. Don't give me a heart attack, hon, come on, I'm hyperventillating here.
God, this was such a beautiful first half!
Jun. 27th, 2006 @ 03:46 pm
Hm, the first three points are quite true (despite the crappy spelling). The last two - completely off.
Don't you just hate it when people who ask for some analysis from you don't give you the necessary inputs even though they are clearly delineated in the request form? Even more, when you ask them for said inputs they either don't get back to you for a week and counting (while the deadline is slowly ticking away) or they ask you how to find said information, which is utterly their job and not yours. Did I forget to mention that those people have been at their positions for years and you haven't hit your first anniversary yet? *sigh*
On the positive side, black hair looks smashing on me.
Jun. 26th, 2006 @ 05:02 pm
What the fuh? The Portugal : Netherlands game was the ugliest match I have seen in the last decade or so. It was so disgusting it was tiresome. By the end I was not only just begging for it to end but was feeling sorry for anyone involved in that travesty. How the hell did that happen? Poor, poor van Basten and his disbelief. Poor ref. who will never ever ref. an international game ever again. Poor Dutch players lying scattered on the field long after the game was over? And Portugal? Is now fucked against England with at least 2 crucial players out of comission. This is NOT why we love football, damnit!
Jun. 25th, 2006 @ 05:18 pm
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