So... Jon got arrested.

Not just arrested. There was a stakeout and strategic sting operations in order to catch him, because apparently he burglarized a bunch of places in Plattsburgh. FOUR DIFFERENT TYPES OF POLICE were on the scene to arrest him: state police, city police, university police, and the county sheriff. He got caught in the act and REFUSED TO SURRENDER.

Here's the article in the Press-Republican.

Yeah, I'm not worried about getting a letter back from him any more. Moving forward without even thinking about glancing back, now.

....now I can honestly say I've slept with a felon. I don't think that's a good thing, but it's certainly interesting.

I'm making myself lol with the tags, at least...

My printer is fucking with me.

Okay, I get that it's running out of ink, that's something I have to handle... but why does it completely fail to print only the letter L?! It does "i" fine, it does "I" fine, it does all the tall letters just fine... but the letter "L", nope, nowhere to be found on the printed page.

It also prints commas, but not periods.

WHAT IS UP WITH MY PRINTER. IS IT TRYING TO TELL ME--

oh wait, this is the setup for a bad joke, isn't it? It's wishing me a merry Christmas a couple months early. No L. I've heard this joke.

BUT IT ISN'T FUNNY WHEN I'M TRYING TO PRINT OUT MY BOTANY HOMEWORK

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! )

YOU GUYS,

I JUST FOUND OUT THAT CLAIRE'S GAY FRIEND ZACH

or at least the guy who plays him

HAS AN ALBUM OUT

WOULD ANYONE LIKE TO SAMPLE THOMAS DEKKER'S PHAT ELECTRONIC BEATZ?


p.s.

Holy balls, a whole bunch more people have signed up for Sweet Charity! We should make a list to post on ninth_wonders for the days of the auction.

And, you know what has to happen when we're actually perverts for the good of the world:




Finished a Petrellific I promised brandinsbabe weeks ago, now I am fully focusing on my "transgress" fic for the Syluke challenge. I don't think it's going to turn out the way I planned unless I totally rewrite what I have so far of the second part. I have until Friday, but you guys know how I am about procrastinating and writing.

Tomorrow, I am going to get some Dr. Pepper, and then I am going to drink Mob Witnesses (amaretto, Dr. Pepper, and maraschino cherries) all day long while cleaning my room. Yes! Drunk cleaning is the best kind of cleaning!

...I have a book I need to send out for Paperbackswap, but I can't find it... WAIT THIS CALLS FOR A SONG.

Zeca Baleiro - Stephen Fry

Por onde andará Stephen Fry
Por onde andará ... Stephen
Ninguém sabe do seu paradeiro
Ninguém sabe para onde ele foi
Prá onde ele vai
Stephen may be feeling all alone
Stephen never do this again
Come back home
Se correr o bicho pega Stephen

All I know is that the first line means "Where could Stephen Fry be?" but dude, it's awesome chill world music! You will like it, Sam I Am. You will like Brazilian jam.

And now that I have gotten thoroughly off-topic, I shall retire for the night. :D

oh wait, one last thing: I may come off as Cunty McTwatsalot for saying this, but when the second fic in a fandom is poorly-written, meritless drivel... it makes me want to cry. If you're going to be a groundbreaker, take an hour and get your fucking story looked at by someone who's more than basically literate, okay? That is all.