Mmm... Chasers. Watching sooo much of The Chasers. Oh but I love political satire. Stephen Colbert and The Colbert Report, Jon Stewart's The Daily Show, Paul McDermott's Good News Week (recently revived OH YAY :D) and the glorious glorious Chaser's War on Everything. Chas is UTTERLY SHAMELESSSO BRAVE, Chris appears to badly need a hug, Jules is srs funny like a guy-that-looks-like-an-accountant-shouldn't-be, Craig is... clearly not afraid to get his clothes off at all, and Andrew is EXTREME ELITIST GENIUS OWNAGE (and sings so well)... acutally, they all like to get naked, don't they?

And it's *so* unbelievably fantastic to see someone properly taking the piss out of TT; I never believed Centrelink was evil, or that foreigners were going to kill me in my sleep, or that orange juice and sleeping with a bra on could give you cancer, or that shopping centre parking lots were the most dangerous places in the world. So to make sure, I BOUGHT SEVERAL DVDS OF THE CHASER.

Ooh, and went out Saturday night... so much fun! Except I kept putting my drink down and kept losing it :( Made the taxi driver go through McD's drivethrough afterwards, and then went home and had fun laughing at Andrew Hansen's hair :3

*dances* Looking up airfares and hotel reservations, 'cuz roommate and I considering going to Draculas for long weekend! I have wanted to go there for SO. LONG. I get so sick of people telling me how good it is... I want to go so bad! Although don't know if I'll be able to get the time off work... I'm still hopeful. And since the one person in the office I'd ask for a day off just *walked out*... I guess I'll just have to suck it up and ask the boss :(

Anyway, I've decided to try and be less paranoid about posting, and worrying less about whether people I know will read it. Wtv, it's my lj and I'll blargh if i want to.


omfg, it's ten past two. i *really* need a nap. 

Quickly - just saw Tropic Thunder, then spent a nerve-wracking hour or so ferrying a bunch of high-schoolers about town. But even more scary than that was sitting in the front row while Tom Cruise shook his extremely hairy booty about onscreen; I could see his nosehairs, that's how close it was. I do not think I will be sleeping for a while. Oh god.

This movie's good, pretty funny, but OH MY GOODNESS, THE NIGHTMARES. *quivers*

Oh no woeful!

In between last posts I have:

- Moved house!
- Had a birthday! Go me... I'm still twelve. Again.
- Had two weeks holiday! OH MY, IT'S LOVELY
- Coloured my hair again
- Brought the single most ugly scarf known to mankind
- Not updated anything _{So lazy...}
- and reading, reading, reading.
- Smexy new computer screen is saturated with Sweeney Todd, Mary Reilly, Heath Ledger's Joker and Jareth the Goblin King.
- OMG, Blu-Ray is wonderful! Horrendously overpriced... but when you've been watching things on YouTube, it's like High-Definition manna from heaven.
_{I found a couple of old notebooks when I was packing to move. I flicked through a few just out of idle curiosity to see what random madness I was spewing about at the time - only to find pictures of the Jareth and the Joker. And those drawings are six or seven years old; shows my madness is at least stable, if not going around in completely ignorant circles. *sigh* Least I'm not fickle, I suppose.}

...also woefully missing a scanner, but been scribbling like a mad thing. Got one of His Bowieness on the go which is giving me unlimited amounts of grief... well, everything from the waist down is, anyway.
_{(There's a crotch joke there somewhere; I just can't find it.).}


( Like a dog chasing cars: thoughts on <i>The Dark Knight</i> )


Anyway, my recording duty is done; I've eight new DVDs calling my name, and I think Grindhouse is calling the loudest. :3 But first...

Ah! The problems I have with passwords… I’ve had to change it four times in a few weeks for here. *tears hair* I am too lazy to keep thinking up new ones.

 

SERIOUS BUSINESS:

 

About time I changed that layout, I think.

 

What-ho! A post? Do we, perchance, espy a batch of newly-pressed vocabulary from this previously arid fountain of verbal refuse?

Well, yeah, duh.  Because otherwise... duh.

I’ll just pretend there hasn’t been a severe gap inbetween posts, shall I? Months, I should think. Just like a hiatus, only without the unnecessary inconvenience of posting a ‘Hiatus’ sign. More like a ‘Big-Ass Gap’.

Summary as follows:  Computer passed out. Got credit card, work-work-worked, and got a new one, which arrived yesterday. And it is a truly euphoria-induced Beast of a tower, may I say. The time in between, sans technology, may indeed be likened to hanging out in Satan’s armpit. A veritable hell, t’was.

Sad, since with the infrequent and sporadic nature of my previous postings... there’s not a great deal of difference.

Promises, promises; I’m hot on the heels of new obsessions, attempting to have a life outside of work... as if that’s possible. And once I resurrect Photoshop, and finish this latte, I’ll be all over making up for lost time, I hope. All the stupid things I did I should have posted, the public apologies I should have made; all the haircuts and late nights and parking tickets and strong coffees. Life stuff. Like I ever post that anyway.

 

Gods, we love you, eBay.

My BJ doujinshi arrived! SHOOP-DA-WHOOP! Squee squee-squee-squeeeee! I've never had any real doujinshi before! ♥ IT'S SO AWESOME, AND I CAN'T READ A WORD. Well, a bit. If I concentrate. My hiragana's very rusty. But OMG! Love!  BJ&Pino♥!!  *more senseless babbling* Scan! Scan later and make 'papers! YES.

 

K, was stalked by some random telephone-number-dispersing woman in the supermarket this evening. Mother always said the crazies come out at night, my presence further emphasising that point, but I’ve not had problems prior to now.

Well. Just call me grumpy, old and intolerant. At least two of those are true. Definitely at least grumpy.

 

If you saw, say, Magneto in your local supermarket, perusing the freshness of Farm-fresh eggplants in the produce aisle with his little metal hat on, would your first thought be “OOH! A FRIEND I HAVEN’T MET YET!”? I think not. I avoided her gaze for as long as I could help, but she requested help reading something, and my manners wouldn’t allow me to refuse a politely-phrased request, no matter how much I didn’t feel like talking to a woman who looked like a dead dandelion stuck on top of a ball of black doileys. 

 
After clearly fishing about for a starting point for conversation (big hint for me of her mental state as I was clearly the last person to start talking to)

(like the earphones that I wasn’t taking out weren’t hint enough), we struck up a conversation. That is to say, I looked at the printer cartridges while she struck up a conversation. Whacked it, actually.

 
She commented on how much she liked my hair, at which point I discovered the true depths of her sheer and frightening madness; or perhaps she was only blind, which might go some ways to explain what she was wearing, but clearly not far enough. Then she proceeded to detail how much she loved hair

(producing unhelpful mental images of Crispin Hellion Glover and his angelhair fetish)

And playing with it

(proceeding to Jame Gumb)

and she asked me where I lived (naturally, I lied through my teeth)

and quite a few other things I don’t choose to recall in the same inane vein

(Dahmer anyone? You just don’t talk about those things in a supermarket. You just don’t.).

 
VERY EXPTREMELY OBSESSIVELY LONG story short, and after rummaging in her hideously large purse for a pen so she could give me her phone number*, I… went and hid in the frozen foods section for a while. Sad but true. She was quite… enthusiastic about listing her talents as a hairdresser, where she’d gone, been… done… etc.  

 
Amusingly enough, as I was leaving, the checkout girls were discussing her too. As in, “She seems lovely…” *STRAINED AND POINTED SILENCE* Glad I wasn’t the only one. No more late shopping, no matter what sushi I want at three in the morning.

 
*A mobile, as for some reason.. she… didn’t have a phone? Yes, certainly I’ll come visit you. Of course I won’t tell anyone, and rohypnol sounds like a wonderful addition to tea. No, I don’t really need my liver.

 

 

Well, Ive glutted myself on internets for a while, so I'm gonna try and get back in the swing of things. Just a couple'a icons, old ones. Bones and Riddick, a few random things - it really has been a while.


...
      




Not the usual fare, eh? On this unhealty Vin Diesel thing: He's never been my type. Not really at all. But all it took was a second viewing of The Chronicles of Riddick... (and I notice this seems to be a popular opinion, twice around
) and there was a familiar fangirly stirring... and suddenly I had Pitch Black in my hand, and I was ordering Dark Fury from some other state, with xXx, The Fast and the Furious, and The Pacifier under one arm, and A Man Apart on my video card.... must have blacked out. *hides head*
I've not found too many Jack/KyraxRiddick fics, though... if there's a rec list, I'll find it.

Hosted a baby shower on the weekend and I can't honestly thing of any event I've been to that was more stressful! Hosting is hard. I give kudos to you Ouran boys and girls :3 Not to mention I've never been to one in my life, so I had to try and guess how the games and things were supposed to go. Think it went okay. I think.


K, so now I'm gonna go see if my peach cheesecake's set yet :)

I'M BAAAAACK.

Geez, where to begin? I HAVE INTERNETS. GODS BUT I MISSED THEM. I have had them for all of... five minutes.

Anyway.

NEW HOUSE! I'm leasing.
NEW JOB! It's... gah.

NEW HARD DRIVE! It's ...roomy.

NEW... FIXATION WITH VIN DIESEL AS OF THE LAST WEEK, WHICH I REALLY DON'T WANT TO DISCUSS.

So.. when I'm done revelling in the joy of internets (which will take a while), checking my horribly horribly full mail box, and trying to update my DA... I'll post something of use.

OMG. So long in between posts... it's been terrible.
Just an updatey post heralding, hopefully, the return of the internets... if I have any luck finding a good ISP. :)

Next few might be catch-up posts - sad but true.

OMG, job interview today... scary. Going in again tomorrow... hope I don't screw up too bad... and now must learn Corel Draw. At least this part sounds fun.

 

Gods, it’s been a while since I’ve updated.  When’d I do that layout again?   

Short update, because I am currently leeching a much higher bandwidth  and can finally post the damn things. Lol. What a sketchy post, gah.

 

·         Did some fanart. Update later.

·         Mmm… haircut.

·         PLAYING DMC3 SPECIAL EDITION…  and a whole new post related to the awesome that is Dante, Son of Sparda later…

·         Another family member died, and I can’t say much more on/about  that.  

·         Finally saw the end of Fruits Basket. My goodness but it was scary and good...

·         Fell in love with Ouran High School Host Club, and with Ootori Kyouya, and with Kyouya/Haruhi. His shadow-king ways have me enamoured, and anyone who’s every known me, however briefly, would know that I utterly sympathise with his sleeping habits. Exactly.  *sheepish*  It used to be one of my calling cards.

·         And still is.

 

Since this is a pathetic excuse for an update, I’ll ignore/update in lieu of posting more icons.

omg.

just saw pirates of the caribbean: at world's end.

omg.

so many kinds of awesome. johnny depp is pirate smexx love omgf.
and you too, barbossa. you rock. like a thing of CRAAAZEEEEE.


so awesometastic i've momentarily lapsed in grammar.

and what a weird ending! but it was appropriate, and good. do not worry, no spoilers.


Anyway. Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End = ♥
*is off to find PoTC icons...*

Quick post:

Hmmm. I'm going to need to learn html.

Tried a new layout - I was almost going to put a black bar over their faces in case someone had a minor apoplexy on seeing the pair - but I've since decided I don't think I will. I like it, anyway, and someone doens't agree they can scroll down. Mleah. :P

But these things are haaaarrrd. There's a gap at the top I don't know how it got there, and an icon I can neither change nor get rid of.
Well... bah. Too bad. X)

Bah, in need of an update like Whoa. Been spending too much time reading and making icons now I've figured out how to post with relative ease. Also because what disturbing kind of person has been reading HP SS/GW fic? Ah, ahem, that would be me; sorry kids, too much shoebox diaries has broadened my mind a little more than usual... not that chan fics are an unusual thing for me.

Out of town for the last week, meeting up with some old friends and recovering all the crap I left the *last* time I was out of town. Also went out (half-price drinks = yay), and spent far too much time and money skill testers, largely because I am a stubbon moron. But I *did* manage to score myself a 'Deady' plush (or at least some cheap ripoff that's also quite cute), and like to think I came out on top. Mwuahaha.
I wanted the Voltaire one at the back, but couldn't shake the machine hard enough without security noticing and possibly removing me, screeching, from the premises.
Unfortunately, also scored for myself an unpleasant cold, after SITTING IN TOWN UNTIL AFTER SEVEN THIRTY AT NIGHT AFTER HAVING SPENT OVER FIVE HOURS BY MYSELF IN TOWN WITH EVERYTHING CLOSED. *shakes fist* *sniffle sniffle* Bah, this itchy nose its driving me crazy.  

And this, because I ... because I was bored, and because I didn't like the result I got for 'What Kind Of Pie Are You'.

You Are Destined to Rule the World

You have the makings of a very evil dictator... Which is both kind of cool and kind of scary! Will you rule the world? Maybe. Maybe not. But at least you know that you could.

Oh gods, no computer for a week.

It was awful.

Which is the reasoning for my supreme lack of ...well, icons. Reasons beyond my control, truly.

Sadly, this means I've spend a good part of the week churning out some truly disturbing fanart. Go me. And now the house is empty and I cen get to it, really.

But the rest of those icons. Seriously.