The answers to the lyrics meme, complete with the songs, because that's how I roll.

The winner, by the way, is frontyardninja, who is, in fact, a ninja. She got 11 right.

( you know you gotta help me out )

Out of 40, 21 were guessed (and 19 weren't, lol math!) I believe this shows that I am a pretentious music whore, but it also shows that there is quite a selection inside that cut with which you should familiarize yourselves.

...really, no one got Where Do The Children Play? *headshake*

William Shatner writes AU teen!Kirk and Spock fanfiction.



There are so many more serious things going on in the world right now, but I am honestly unable to process them in any coherent manner. All I get is anger, depression, the feeling that hopelessness might drown out hope.

I'm going to assume everyone has seen the post going around from one_hoopy_frood. My reposting won't make a difference; it's pointless to turn an entire flist into the same vital but identical post. The pictures coming into different sources are by turns inspiring and terrifying and nauseating-- how can people do this to other people?

The night looks darkest before the dawn, but it's been pretty dark for a long, long time. I'm not big on prayer, but I'm praying now, because that is all I can do.

I'm not sure if this is, or how long this will be, a viable way to assist, but here are directions on how to set up a proxy for citizens of Iran.

No words I can find can describe this.

I put up with bullshit coming into my inbox all the time. Off-color jokes, racist jokes, halfassed "inspirational" forwards, all the junk my overly credulous aunts and mother send me.

Today I turned one_hoopy_frood's post into an email. I hope it becomes a forwarded thing, but at the very least I hope that my family will spend as much time reading it as they spend on "ur my best fwend, send this to 23521 people if you love Jesus!" forwards.


eta: My dad just answered my mail with "Nuke it all and let Allah sort it out."

If I didn't look just like my parents, I would swear up and down I'm not related to them. I am so fucking disgusted right now. I don't know if he was joking and I don't care, it's revolting.

I am missing two bottles of pills. One of them is a prescription I need to keep me happy stable, the other is full of artificial calm, which I could kind of use at the moment.

Cleaning is never, ever done, but now it's a game of hide-and-seek, not a general rearrangement of stuff.

...I should probably not be reading the most fucked-up AU I have ever seen right now (Crimes Against Humanity, SGA, remarkably creepy and messed up and so believably done) and get up instead. My state of mind is too spongy for this kind of input at the moment.

Spongy. That's a weird word. :/

eta: I just noticed that I have unconsciously separated my fantasy books from my sci-fi and other fiction. And I have a FUCKTON of fantasy, let me tell you. Back to work~

eta again: fuck, I think I might have to be vaccinated again for something that's *required for every schoolchild in the nation* and only has to be given in childhood... hi, I have attended a public school, yeah I'm vaccinated, now get that goddamn needle out of here!

I just found ten postcards while emptying a box. Hmmmmm.

*steeples fingers*

:D

Luckily, I may not even share an eigth of my genes with this woman.

( My aunt's reply to the Green Revolution email )


I shouldn't be surprised. I only really have hope for one of my aunts to think like I do, but this... fucking ending that with "lol" just makes me want to throttle her.


( my reply )

Man, I've wanted to tell her that last bit forever, but my mom said "why bother and hurt her feelings, just delete them." NO MORE.

I reallllllly wish I could find those pill bottles. I'm getting really concerned; one of them should be under the dresser/bookshelf area and is *nowhere* to be found. :/

Apparently, my aunt was so distraught that I called her by name without using "Aunt" in front that she called my mother in tears.

I guess she didn't notice that I haven't used "aunt" in any of the emails I've sent her recently, OR when I saw her face to face in May? I don't call any of them "Aunt" or "Auntie". I'm almost 24, for god's sake, I'm not a gradeschooler.

AAAANYway. I'm doing something fantastically ridiculous and you can all laugh at me as soon as I'm done. You'll see.


Downside to this haircut: it's too short to tie up in the back and my neck is all sweaty and itchy! D:

Back to my ridiculousness...

WATCH OUT GUYS

IT's ~*~ART TIME~*~ and it's a big one! I'M HUUUUUGE

( dubious skillz in an art meme through here: it's fantastically ridiculous! )