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SCREAMING
MY MASTERPIECE DVD CAME
MY HEAD IS IN A ROAR
I'M SO HAPPY I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING
CRYING & DYING
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME
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LOL MASTERPIECE DVD PHOTOSHOOT
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MY MASTERPIECE DVD CAME
MY HEAD IS IN A ROAR
I'M SO HAPPY I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING
CRYING & DYING
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME
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LOL MASTERPIECE DVD PHOTOSHOOT
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hyunew home
Oct. 13th, 2011 05:01 amfrom soompi, posted 091026 by atlantis_x
saved here for my own reference because I don't like how the links for individual posts still save the entire page. NO! posts should be discrete units of information!!
( rdd-era jongyu fan accounts from three events )
saved here for my own reference because I don't like how the links for individual posts still save the entire page. NO! posts should be discrete units of information!!
( rdd-era jongyu fan accounts from three events )
starland rehaul
Jun. 6th, 2011 10:21 amJust for my own reference. Changed the layout for the first time in like two years or something. Yayyy~ The only thing I don't like is that I can't see the tags on the main page but that's just because I'm fixated with tags.
Also changed my journal title~ from
And my lj name from
I'm looking for a few more icons too. I feel strange about having fannish icons, idk why. It's also the same with me sometimes feeling weird about talking about celebrities. Even with kpop idols sometimes I'm like what do I call them?? uhhh their name...? I don't know.
Also changed my journal title~ from
come by it honestly
lived in person, told by proxy
tolived in person, told by proxy
straightforward haywire
straighthay forwardwire
straighthay forwardwire
And my lj name from
RPATTZ WE OUT!
toi can't fly spaceships
(quote from Donna, Parks & Recreation though I'm sure other people have said it too)I'm looking for a few more icons too. I feel strange about having fannish icons, idk why. It's also the same with me sometimes feeling weird about talking about celebrities. Even with kpop idols sometimes I'm like what do I call them?? uhhh their name...? I don't know.
I swear to god if they put Jonghyun in another fucking vest...!!
things I vaguely would like to do in life
- learn how to play the cello
- learn German
- take an intro calculus class and actually pay attention (I have NO IDEA how I passed it in high school, I skipped it all the time and I clearly remember not turning in a huge assignment)
- take a physics class and actually learn something (I paid attention in the physics classes I've taken so far but nothing's stuck)
- publish something shitty in a shitty nothing magazine
- learn how to ice skate
- learn how to surf
I'm so slow. Total time lag from the rest of the world. Now I know what I want to major/minor in, which classes I want to take, all that shit, but there's no time or money to do it. I'm a bit bummed because how extremely sexy would it have been to double minor in Education and Philosophy? Very very.
- learn how to play the cello
- learn German
- take an intro calculus class and actually pay attention (I have NO IDEA how I passed it in high school, I skipped it all the time and I clearly remember not turning in a huge assignment)
- take a physics class and actually learn something (I paid attention in the physics classes I've taken so far but nothing's stuck)
- publish something shitty in a shitty nothing magazine
- learn how to ice skate
- learn how to surf
I'm so slow. Total time lag from the rest of the world. Now I know what I want to major/minor in, which classes I want to take, all that shit, but there's no time or money to do it. I'm a bit bummed because how extremely sexy would it have been to double minor in Education and Philosophy? Very very.
BEE DOO ROO DOOOOOOOOOO
Apr. 9th, 2010 11:45 pmWE BEAT THE SUBSPACE EMISSARY ADVENTURE ON SUPER SMASH BROS BRAWL
STFU THIS IS A BIG DEAL FOR US, WE ARE NOT GAMERS, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME WE'VE EVER FINISHED A GAME WITH A STORY AND STAGES AND BOSSES!!!! AND IT FELT DAMN GOOD
It was a total team effort!! My sister and I played through it with JJB chattering non-stop in the background like a sprite that follows you around telling you "Press B to use your boomerang!" while you look online for a cheat to help you kill him, or a random townsperson on an RPG that you try to avoid because if you walk past them you'll have to Skip twenty times while they talk about the history of the mountain or that the weather looks bad today, do you want to go fishing? OR WHATEVER.................................. anywaaaay JJB was helpful exactly 50% of the time (b/c he is literally a freaking encyclopedia when it comes to the stuff he's interested in) and CRAZY ANNOYING the other 50% of the time (b/c he is better than you and WILL NEVER STOP TALKING). And on the final boss Tabuu all three of us played against him in a frantic wii remote swap loop. It took us six tries!! gd his stupid wings. JJB was the one who finished him off with Ganondorf. (More like GanonDORK hurr hurr hurr. <-- our favorite joke) OH SWEET VICTORYYYYY
ELEVEN HOURSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!!
We were probably a little too invested in the trophy story, but to be fair, JJB was the only one who actually cried when Ness sacrificed himself for Lucas. ;_____;
BEE DOO ROOO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BA RA RA RA BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
PS, IT WAS ONLY ON EASY!!!! WE ARE ROCKSTARS
STFU THIS IS A BIG DEAL FOR US, WE ARE NOT GAMERS, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME WE'VE EVER FINISHED A GAME WITH A STORY AND STAGES AND BOSSES!!!! AND IT FELT DAMN GOOD
It was a total team effort!! My sister and I played through it with JJB chattering non-stop in the background like a sprite that follows you around telling you "Press B to use your boomerang!" while you look online for a cheat to help you kill him, or a random townsperson on an RPG that you try to avoid because if you walk past them you'll have to Skip twenty times while they talk about the history of the mountain or that the weather looks bad today, do you want to go fishing? OR WHATEVER.................................. anywaaaay JJB was helpful exactly 50% of the time (b/c he is literally a freaking encyclopedia when it comes to the stuff he's interested in) and CRAZY ANNOYING the other 50% of the time (b/c he is better than you and WILL NEVER STOP TALKING). And on the final boss Tabuu all three of us played against him in a frantic wii remote swap loop. It took us six tries!! gd his stupid wings. JJB was the one who finished him off with Ganondorf. (More like GanonDORK hurr hurr hurr. <-- our favorite joke) OH SWEET VICTORYYYYY
ELEVEN HOURSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!!
We were probably a little too invested in the trophy story, but to be fair, JJB was the only one who actually cried when Ness sacrificed himself for Lucas. ;_____;
BEE DOO ROOO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BA RA RA RA BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
PS, IT WAS ONLY ON EASY!!!! WE ARE ROCKSTARS
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goddamn nablopomo
Nov. 15th, 2009 01:14 amToday was a shopping expedition day, as we went to Pop's Bargain Outlet, Ross, and Borders.
Pop's Bargain Outlet: Grapefruit Sierra Mist ("Ruby Splash"). Tastes awesome.
Borders: Up on DVD for basically $10!
Ross: pants for JJB (his legs are long but his waist is the size of someone's forearm so it's very difficult to find clothes for him) including a SUPER ADORABLE FORMAL OUTFIT. someone we know needs to get married so he can go to the wedding in the outfit. also shoes: pour moi, vinyl high tops with purple shoe laces, spotted by my mom's eagle eye. they are ridiculous and adorable. I'm going to use them for rainboots! super shiny bright blue vinyl coat that JJB LOVES. he wants to wear it to school. I'm vetoing that decision right now. AND A BEAUTIFUL COAT. seriously, I nearly came when I saw it. like this:
me: *flipping through rack of coats* this is stupid; who would wear a cropped coat; too much fur; ugly pattern; dumb hoodie -- OH MY FUCKING GOD. OH MY FUCKING GOD. *lunge*
it's so hot and beautiful and Russian and tank and Matrix and a giant inside of another giant eating a bowl of jell-o. yes. I would do unspeakable things to this coat, things that are probably illegal in at least two dozen countries. it is fucking amazing, this coat of my dreams. *_____*
Pop's Bargain Outlet: Grapefruit Sierra Mist ("Ruby Splash"). Tastes awesome.
Borders: Up on DVD for basically $10!
Ross: pants for JJB (his legs are long but his waist is the size of someone's forearm so it's very difficult to find clothes for him) including a SUPER ADORABLE FORMAL OUTFIT. someone we know needs to get married so he can go to the wedding in the outfit. also shoes: pour moi, vinyl high tops with purple shoe laces, spotted by my mom's eagle eye. they are ridiculous and adorable. I'm going to use them for rainboots! super shiny bright blue vinyl coat that JJB LOVES. he wants to wear it to school. I'm vetoing that decision right now. AND A BEAUTIFUL COAT. seriously, I nearly came when I saw it. like this:
me: *flipping through rack of coats* this is stupid; who would wear a cropped coat; too much fur; ugly pattern; dumb hoodie -- OH MY FUCKING GOD. OH MY FUCKING GOD. *lunge*
it's so hot and beautiful and Russian and tank and Matrix and a giant inside of another giant eating a bowl of jell-o. yes. I would do unspeakable things to this coat, things that are probably illegal in at least two dozen countries. it is fucking amazing, this coat of my dreams. *_____*
i like marx
May. 5th, 2009 05:36 amThis entry was started on Saturday when I was sadcat and finished today, when I am not so sadcat. Mm.
I was flipping through my bookmarks and came across something I had uh obviously forgotten about. As an addendum to my "rrgh twitter suxx" post: Color War 2008 which, instead of bitching about twitter, finds a way to make it an actual fun social space. Much more constructive. PS, Ze Frank is one of my most favorite People I Don't Actually Know in the world.
Anyway now I will continue bitching about everything. I have a very strange outlook on the world at this stage of my life. It's like pessimistic nihilism with a hair-trigger hard-on for the ~goodness of man and ~worth of life. Also I fetishize hope pretty hard. I am both desperate to and scared of Believing in people, myself, god, anything. It's a sum total of being a fuck-up and not knowing how to recover from things. Instead I'm just devastated all the time. ~Everyday is a risk I can't take because I don't know how to come back from it. It's self-perpetuating fear, yeah, but it's not unfounded. Like, I know my life is worse off for being scurred all the time but what's the alternative? Shit if there's one thing the past four years have taught me, it's that things can always ALWAYS get worse.
The Lexabro's not working. Or worse, it IS working, but I'm so fucked-up and shitty that even with the help I'm still a mess. I'm a really sad person.
I guess I have opinions on X-Men! X2 is easily the best movie in the franchise. The new Wolverine movie looks kinda dumb. By kinda I mean shyeah. By shyeah I mean I wish I hadn't eaten the last cookie yesterday. Emma Frost does not look nearly as fabulous enough as she deserves. That was Twilight-level dazzle in the commercials. I will never ever ever understand the appeal of Taylor Kitsch. He is SUCH A BAD ACTOR. WHY DOES NO ONE MENTION THIS???? HE IS TERRIBLE. Also he is fug as hell. I don't understand anyone. Finally, if there is Cyclops in the movie, wherefore no James Marsden? I don't care if he is supposed to be teenager!Cyclops. James Mraaarrrrrrrrrrrsdennnnnn. *__* Man I wish I was more into comic books.
I went to Fridge's cousin's birthday party on Saturday and got a bit drunk. I don't think I did anything embarrassing but I feel embarrassed anyway. I feel like I am overflowing with want and that everyone can see it. I am neeeeeeeeeeedy. But also, I hate people. It's a tricky situation. For example, I hella wanted (male) attention even though the party was filled with condescending bastards. Tip, you cannot tell jokes to condescending bastards because they will take you seriously and be all "LOL did you JUST say that? THIS GIRL IS SOOO DRUNK." Fuck you, douchebag, I was using my sarcastic voice.
So afterward I missed the last step whilst walking back to the apt and rolled my ankle. Trying to take care of it was a bitch and a half; it took all day today since the medical center isn't open on the weekends. Very convenient, that. It turns out that I fractured the tip of my left fibula. The brace/cast felt like sex when they put it on, omg, soooo comforting. Crutches are hard fucking work. It took me 45 minutes to walk back to the apt when it usually takes 15 minutes and by the end of it I was so tired I could've cried. It was really humiliating and pathetic before I got the crutches though, because I couldn't put any weight on my foot so I seriously had to hop around from like bench to lamp post to side of a building etc. The worst part is that I'm not going to able to work with Library Guy anymore since I can't uh work in stacks. <-- creeper
Midterm was not good. Still don't have a research paper topic. I don't fucking care, I just want to get the fuck out. Even more so with this fracture nonsense.
I was flipping through my bookmarks and came across something I had uh obviously forgotten about. As an addendum to my "rrgh twitter suxx" post: Color War 2008 which, instead of bitching about twitter, finds a way to make it an actual fun social space. Much more constructive. PS, Ze Frank is one of my most favorite People I Don't Actually Know in the world.
Anyway now I will continue bitching about everything. I have a very strange outlook on the world at this stage of my life. It's like pessimistic nihilism with a hair-trigger hard-on for the ~goodness of man and ~worth of life. Also I fetishize hope pretty hard. I am both desperate to and scared of Believing in people, myself, god, anything. It's a sum total of being a fuck-up and not knowing how to recover from things. Instead I'm just devastated all the time. ~Everyday is a risk I can't take because I don't know how to come back from it. It's self-perpetuating fear, yeah, but it's not unfounded. Like, I know my life is worse off for being scurred all the time but what's the alternative? Shit if there's one thing the past four years have taught me, it's that things can always ALWAYS get worse.
The Lexabro's not working. Or worse, it IS working, but I'm so fucked-up and shitty that even with the help I'm still a mess. I'm a really sad person.
I guess I have opinions on X-Men! X2 is easily the best movie in the franchise. The new Wolverine movie looks kinda dumb. By kinda I mean shyeah. By shyeah I mean I wish I hadn't eaten the last cookie yesterday. Emma Frost does not look nearly as fabulous enough as she deserves. That was Twilight-level dazzle in the commercials. I will never ever ever understand the appeal of Taylor Kitsch. He is SUCH A BAD ACTOR. WHY DOES NO ONE MENTION THIS???? HE IS TERRIBLE. Also he is fug as hell. I don't understand anyone. Finally, if there is Cyclops in the movie, wherefore no James Marsden? I don't care if he is supposed to be teenager!Cyclops. James Mraaarrrrrrrrrrrsdennnnnn. *__* Man I wish I was more into comic books.
I went to Fridge's cousin's birthday party on Saturday and got a bit drunk. I don't think I did anything embarrassing but I feel embarrassed anyway. I feel like I am overflowing with want and that everyone can see it. I am neeeeeeeeeeedy. But also, I hate people. It's a tricky situation. For example, I hella wanted (male) attention even though the party was filled with condescending bastards. Tip, you cannot tell jokes to condescending bastards because they will take you seriously and be all "LOL did you JUST say that? THIS GIRL IS SOOO DRUNK." Fuck you, douchebag, I was using my sarcastic voice.
So afterward I missed the last step whilst walking back to the apt and rolled my ankle. Trying to take care of it was a bitch and a half; it took all day today since the medical center isn't open on the weekends. Very convenient, that. It turns out that I fractured the tip of my left fibula. The brace/cast felt like sex when they put it on, omg, soooo comforting. Crutches are hard fucking work. It took me 45 minutes to walk back to the apt when it usually takes 15 minutes and by the end of it I was so tired I could've cried. It was really humiliating and pathetic before I got the crutches though, because I couldn't put any weight on my foot so I seriously had to hop around from like bench to lamp post to side of a building etc. The worst part is that I'm not going to able to work with Library Guy anymore since I can't uh work in stacks. <-- creeper
Midterm was not good. Still don't have a research paper topic. I don't fucking care, I just want to get the fuck out. Even more so with this fracture nonsense.
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NOVEMBER 4
Nov. 4th, 2008 08:30 amI VOTED!! :DD
I'm so excited, I'm all jittery. The voting was sort of nervousing because they were asking for precinct numbers and I actually looked that up yesterday and I almost wrote it down, but was like "will I really need this?" So there was some confusion with the lines, I was pretty sure I was in the green table but I wasn't 100% sure so I stayed in the main line to check and yep I was. Whatever. And I didn't double-check my ballot as a whole (I pulled out the ballot too early and of course you can't understand it then); I double-checked each individual page though.
I will tell you the story of my day! I woke up at 6 and it was raining and lol I forgot roomie was there and I got out of the bed the way I do when she's not there, ie bypass the ladder at the foot of the bed and just go over the railing, stepping on the lower (roomie's) bed. I didn't wake her up though. I should be nicer because she let me in yesterday and zooomg I am really grateful. I made myself a grilled cheese and peanut butter sammich (it's pretty good but not exceptional, I'd say) and a grapefruit. I was SUPER RIDICULOUS this morning, I was tired and sort of delirious with hunger because by that point I hadn't eaten in like 12 hours, so like when I took the grapefruit out of the refrigerator I held it and seriously thought, "This grapefruit... is a grapefruit of CHANGE." AND IT WAS.
I fucked around till 6:45 then went out to the polling station. There was a kind of sizable line, but not that bad, and def. not as bad as I was ~fearing. The lady in front of me was later joined by her husband and together, they made up like the prototypical white liberal middle-aged couple. The husband was balding and had a beard and was older than the lady; the lady had short hair and was wearing a scarf that looked like the carpet of a casino; they both looked like profs (I don't think they were though?) and were both wearing glasses and coats and read their own copy of the New York Times and did the crossword.
By the time it was seven the line had grown to the end of the block. It was exciting! And the lady was like, "I thought students were supposed to sleep in late!" and the husband said, "I've been here for 15 years, and the line has never been longer than the front steps." It warmed my heart. Oh peer group, you're not ALWAYS fuckfaced!
The only other notable thing was that there was a hella cute dog by the front door. It looked a little like a Welsh corgi and every time someone came out of the building it would turn its head and watch them walk away. OMMG so cuuuute.
I'm so excited!! By the end of this day (roughly, whatever) we'll know who the next mfing president of the United gd States of America is! FUCK YEAH!
I'm also excited because my failboat-ish (at least a fail-tugboat) soash prof. emailed to say that her voting registration is screwed up so she might have to camp out at the polling place all the day or something, so class (and the quiz) might be cancelled. !! Is it wrong for me to hope that it'll take a long time? ~If that's wrong then I don't want to be right.~
PRESIDENT OBAMA YOU GUYS, PRESIDENT OBAMA.
I'm so excited, I'm all jittery. The voting was sort of nervousing because they were asking for precinct numbers and I actually looked that up yesterday and I almost wrote it down, but was like "will I really need this?" So there was some confusion with the lines, I was pretty sure I was in the green table but I wasn't 100% sure so I stayed in the main line to check and yep I was. Whatever. And I didn't double-check my ballot as a whole (I pulled out the ballot too early and of course you can't understand it then); I double-checked each individual page though.
I will tell you the story of my day! I woke up at 6 and it was raining and lol I forgot roomie was there and I got out of the bed the way I do when she's not there, ie bypass the ladder at the foot of the bed and just go over the railing, stepping on the lower (roomie's) bed. I didn't wake her up though. I should be nicer because she let me in yesterday and zooomg I am really grateful. I made myself a grilled cheese and peanut butter sammich (it's pretty good but not exceptional, I'd say) and a grapefruit. I was SUPER RIDICULOUS this morning, I was tired and sort of delirious with hunger because by that point I hadn't eaten in like 12 hours, so like when I took the grapefruit out of the refrigerator I held it and seriously thought, "This grapefruit... is a grapefruit of CHANGE." AND IT WAS.
I fucked around till 6:45 then went out to the polling station. There was a kind of sizable line, but not that bad, and def. not as bad as I was ~fearing. The lady in front of me was later joined by her husband and together, they made up like the prototypical white liberal middle-aged couple. The husband was balding and had a beard and was older than the lady; the lady had short hair and was wearing a scarf that looked like the carpet of a casino; they both looked like profs (I don't think they were though?) and were both wearing glasses and coats and read their own copy of the New York Times and did the crossword.
By the time it was seven the line had grown to the end of the block. It was exciting! And the lady was like, "I thought students were supposed to sleep in late!" and the husband said, "I've been here for 15 years, and the line has never been longer than the front steps." It warmed my heart. Oh peer group, you're not ALWAYS fuckfaced!
The only other notable thing was that there was a hella cute dog by the front door. It looked a little like a Welsh corgi and every time someone came out of the building it would turn its head and watch them walk away. OMMG so cuuuute.
I'm so excited!! By the end of this day (roughly, whatever) we'll know who the next mfing president of the United gd States of America is! FUCK YEAH!
I'm also excited because my failboat-ish (at least a fail-tugboat) soash prof. emailed to say that her voting registration is screwed up so she might have to camp out at the polling place all the day or something, so class (and the quiz) might be cancelled. !! Is it wrong for me to hope that it'll take a long time? ~If that's wrong then I don't want to be right.~
PRESIDENT OBAMA YOU GUYS, PRESIDENT OBAMA.
music: killing me softly with its songs
Oct. 15th, 2008 10:13 pmI've been trying to think of the right word to describe Life Without Buildings all day. I know there's a word for what I'm thinking, I just can't access it. Anyway, Life Without Buildings: it is startling in how good it is, and in how it's good; it's such a... what is the word? It's like something I was waiting for. Startling, astonishing, disarming. It's like aliens heard us and created it on a different planet and put it down here. It's perfect in a way I didn't imagine, but listening to it, it's like "oh! of course! how could it have been done any other way?" GODDAMNIT HOW DO I SAY THIS??
Billiam Weckett from the Academy Is is super-cute 11 ft tall pixie stick. I still have the hugest truck-sized crush on their drummer. *___*
Daft Punk, so groovy!
For all the bitchin I do about the orchard of hipster dicktrees that is the world, I think I'm slowly realizing that... I'm... kind of... pretty much... an indie whore. An inexperienced one, but an indie whore nonetheless?
I recently realized that EP stands for Extended Play. I think I had previously found that out before, but I promptly forgot it. Whatever. Extended play! What a neat-o phrase! *sadly not sarcastic*
Lists of bands I'm not that familiar with!
( snip! )
Billiam Weckett from the Academy Is is super-cute 11 ft tall pixie stick. I still have the hugest truck-sized crush on their drummer. *___*
Daft Punk, so groovy!
For all the bitchin I do about the orchard of hipster dicktrees that is the world, I think I'm slowly realizing that... I'm... kind of... pretty much... an indie whore. An inexperienced one, but an indie whore nonetheless?
I recently realized that EP stands for Extended Play. I think I had previously found that out before, but I promptly forgot it. Whatever. Extended play! What a neat-o phrase! *sadly not sarcastic*
Lists of bands I'm not that familiar with!
( snip! )
shupah collapse
Oct. 10th, 2008 09:19 pmI'm watching that wedding dress show on TLC (it's called Say Yes to the Dress but I think that title has the dumb so I'm calling it that wedding dress show on TLC) and it's making me want to get married. I started watching because they had Kate from Jon & Kate Plus 8 on there shopping for a dress for her re-new...ment ceremony (wot is the term). I don't care, I love her. And she is super pretty. On the same episode they had this girl with a douchey fiancee who hella judged every dress she came out with, even if she liked it. edit: Ew it's rerunning right now and I watched the parts that I missed. Douchey fiancee is also controlling! He picks out her clothes and goes shopping with her. Okay that kind of thing isn't in and of itself creepy but he's all "there's no way you're wearing that" and "that's too tight" when it's actually just fitted and ugh gross and controlling. /ende edit
And then for like 3 minutes they had this really sweet woman (who looked a little like Jane Krakowski /irrelevant fact) who was finally getting married to her boyfrond of 32 years. They were just never ready to do it at the same time but then recently her parents died and her boyfrond (is it better to say partner? boyfrond doesn't seem like the right word if it's been 32 years) was so wonderful and amazing for her, and he took her to Paris to propose. They should've given her more than like 3 minutes.
I would be a hella frustrating customer though. I am so indecisive and inarticulate. ZOMMMG. OMG whatever, I want to get married so I can frustrate the hell out of nice competent people and go wedding dress shopping. *o*
One of the girls brought that girl from What Not to Wear tagging along as a consultant. IDK you guys, they probably know what they're talking about but I think they're really bitchy and it's more mean/judgmental/grating than it is fun. I haven't seen a full episode though. Soooghhh.
Songs I Hate in Albums I Like
Panic at the Disco - She Had the World (Pretty. Odd.)
Guided by Voices - Awful Bliss (Bee Thousand)
Belle & Sebastian - Beyond the Sunrise (Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like a Peasant)
Uhh I can't think of anything else. I just started this list because I accidentally listened to part of She Had the World today and god I HATE THAT SONG. It makes me so itchy. I'm backing up all my disco stuff to mediafire right now so I can delete that song out of my existence. UGHHH.
Covers I Want
Stuart singing anything goddamnit
bden singing anything a girl has originally sung; something Ben Folds zomg
And then for like 3 minutes they had this really sweet woman (who looked a little like Jane Krakowski /irrelevant fact) who was finally getting married to her boyfrond of 32 years. They were just never ready to do it at the same time but then recently her parents died and her boyfrond (is it better to say partner? boyfrond doesn't seem like the right word if it's been 32 years) was so wonderful and amazing for her, and he took her to Paris to propose. They should've given her more than like 3 minutes.
I would be a hella frustrating customer though. I am so indecisive and inarticulate. ZOMMMG. OMG whatever, I want to get married so I can frustrate the hell out of nice competent people and go wedding dress shopping. *o*
One of the girls brought that girl from What Not to Wear tagging along as a consultant. IDK you guys, they probably know what they're talking about but I think they're really bitchy and it's more mean/judgmental/grating than it is fun. I haven't seen a full episode though. Soooghhh.
Songs I Hate in Albums I Like
Panic at the Disco - She Had the World (Pretty. Odd.)
Guided by Voices - Awful Bliss (Bee Thousand)
Belle & Sebastian - Beyond the Sunrise (Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like a Peasant)
Uhh I can't think of anything else. I just started this list because I accidentally listened to part of She Had the World today and god I HATE THAT SONG. It makes me so itchy. I'm backing up all my disco stuff to mediafire right now so I can delete that song out of my existence. UGHHH.
Covers I Want
Stuart singing anything goddamnit
bden singing anything a girl has originally sung; something Ben Folds zomg
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a mix for myself
Nov. 5th, 2007 11:44 pmNovember the Sixth, Two-Thousand and Seven
My dork/impeccable musical refinement, let me show you it.
I have nothing to say for myself abouta few some most of these songs.
This playlist, along with a plan to listen to about five albums, is designed so that I do not have to interact with the outside world unless I have to all day.
My dork/impeccable musical refinement, let me show you it.
I have nothing to say for myself about
This playlist, along with a plan to listen to about five albums, is designed so that I do not have to interact with the outside world unless I have to all day.
