Filling up the itouch

I always get these bouts of wanting to download a shit load of music and then put it on my touch. And even when I do that, I never listen to the music that I've put on there. Right now I'm just listening/watching the fanvids I've ripped from youtube. So let's say that I liked "the sex has made me stupid" by robots in disguise... then I'll go out and dl their album. I'll listen to their caterwalling, because in this example, those chicks are really just... squalling, but always gravitate back to the song that was used in the fanvid and nix all the other songs. Though, in this example, I really only like a few of their more coherent songs.


hmmm.... who to download now?


And tell me, yay, or yay.... Would Gabriel Gray jizz his pants over this watch? What if said watch came in broken on the wrist of Noah Bennet? I think fucking would commence. ;)









Mood: : Bouncy

Neytiri

I found my BOSE headphones! They were in the laundry basket, of all places. I assume that I had them on the bed, or they had fallen to the floor where I was tossing dirty clothes, getting them ready for washing. Then when I scooped them up and dumped them into the basket, there went the headphones. Now I have them and yay!!

I saw the trailer and really wasn't impressed. I didn't know that it was going to be a cartoon like movie. Mmmmm... I might download it :)

But Neytiri's hair here makes me want to get my hair braided again. I'm not adverse to Zach or Sylar waking up in Neytiri's world and well... stuff happens ;)





Oh and oooo... Team Sylar is winning by a huge amount. Go Team Brainzzzzz! And yes, someone did a fab Syloah video using a Britney Spears song. He did such a great job that I immediately hunted for more, but he'd only done one. Bah.





Mood: : Refreshed

Damn I love writing in this blog.

glad i'm single

Man, my sister in in a shit load of mess with her husband and I really don't know what to say about it. I mean it's a mess. Just a mess.




Mood: : Bleh

Friday Finally

God, what a week. I was treating myself to printing out Issues 8-11 of the Losers, when the yellow on the color copier went out! Man i thought I was totally screwed, because it had stopped printing. And I was thinking, oh no, I'm busted if they change the cartridge on Monday and all the other comic sheets print out as a result! But then, I fiddled with the cartridge (empty as it was) and it kept printing... sans yellow. It didn't adversely effect the pictures much... Which was good.

Now I'm relaxing with some sweets, had dinner and feel like watching a Clint Eastwood movie... Dirty Harry or Magnum Force... Sounds about right.




Mood: : I'm Alive!

It was supposed to be HRG Day today, but it was a long and tiring day. I don't think Noah would have approved.

P-titled movies:

1) Push
2) Pulse
3) Paris Je T'aime




Mood: : Moody

Old school flirting

Saw a vid where it was quite apparent James Dean and Paul Newman doing a screen test for East of Eden, were flirting like mad. It's nuts! We all know about Dean's questionable sexuality, and boy was he giving Paul the eye, looking from his eyes to his mouth all over his face with those doe "fuck me" eyes of his. Yum. I'll have to get the vid later, for um, yeah, posterity ;)

Speaking of flirting, I used it on some guy at the jiffy lube and got five dollars off. Wow, I didn't think that would have worked, and who knows if there wasn't already a special going on, but hey, who cares. Neat! I didn't know that I had it like that *laughs*. Now all I have to do it get the car inspected and I"ll be good to go. I'm going to change my oil next time... though I can just pay for the ease of having someone else do it in like 10 minutes.

ETA: Found it.



Dean actually says to Newman "kiss me" and without missing a beat, Newman responds "can't here".
O.O WHAAA?? It was like he wasn't even affected, speaking the truth from his heart that he couldn't kiss the boy right there. Hm, I wonder how close in age they were/are.



Mood: : Impressed

Heroes of the Gridiron

Oh Man, I never knew this existed. WTF Sylar at the end. The look on his face is too much. He's like, "bring it. I'll fucking electrocute your ass". Sexah!

Why didn't Mohinder have any lines? All he did was stand there looking hot and slim in his little uniform. And NOAH + HAT = OTP. Cate looked awesome. But the best part was when the player yanked Pasdar out of the air and slammed him on the ground. He bounces! Nice.

And what the heck? That footballer was grinning so inappropriately. I don't know, I thought he should have been a little more serious. Haha. Too much. It was like he was just that happy to be there doing that spot.






Mood: : Woo!

Ok, so what about Noah/Monica? I haven't a clue if they ever has scenes together, but you can always change Bob to Noah when it comes to dealing with her. But really? How cute would the two of them be together; him tall, weathered, handsome, lethal... she small, cute, smart and talented? Dynamite!


Mood: : Mmmmm kinky

Well, going on another date/meetup tonight. I'm not that thrilled with this guy, I mean, he's ok, so I'm giving him a chance. If anything, we can be adventure buddies since he's into all of that thrill seeking stuff. I think that would be cool. Eh, we'll see how it goes.

I was thinking how much I love my itouch. I mean, I saw it, wanted it, bought it. No thought involved. I didn't even think as to whether I wanted the smaller gig or the larger gig. I automatically bought the largest one. I mean there really wasn't that much of a price difference and I figured, if I was going to pay that kind of money, I might as well just go for the gusto. I love it. I love that I can sit with it balanced on my upraised thigh and that the plastic backing will stick to my skin and I don't have to hold it while I'm working on something else. I have a tendency to pull up fanfic, say a Mylar story on the touch and then I'm reading a Sylar/HRG on the computer and watching a movie. Multitasking, to its finest.

Mmm I want to change my ring tone. But to what? I already have "are you gonna go my way" but every time I hear it it makes me think about Joe and how excited I was to have the phone, to have a ring tone and to have a guy ringing my mobile. That was until I met him. haha! He was nice, but just not my type and had baby mama drama. I wasn't feeling that. Now, when the phone rings since I changed it back to that song, I'm reminded. I'll have to change it.


ETA: The guy was peculiar, didn't like him much.


Mood: : Searching

Heroes S4

Man does Zach look good! I mean, he looks phenomenal, hot, beautiful, thin! Well, thin in the face. His body has always been on the slender side, but the face was looking puffy. I looked for screencaps from the trailer, and I know they're out there, but no luck, right now. Maybe later. But daymn! Sylar, baby! I just hope that Sylar doesn't turn into a one note whiner. Already twice in the trailer he's demanding from Matt "I want my body back!" It was cool the first time, in the help meeting, but then again when he's holding the baby... I fear that it's going to be a staple in his script. Then I'll have to punch myself.

So, yeah, I want his body back as well and I think... if you look really closely at the end scene where "Nathan" is climbing out of the grave, I think you can see his face changing back into Sylar's face. Yippee! I think I saw the Sybrows above that flash of teeth. Yo, Nathan is annoying, I mean really and I don't like his creepily smooth face... too much plastic surgery, botox, chem peels for my tastes. And while Sylar can be whiny and annoying... at least he's good to look at. So there.


Oh and I noticed the absence of Momo. WTF? But there was HRG, so it's still ok ;) And there's Peter doing the EMT thing... sudden appearance of a compass on his forearm? What's the compass going to accomplish... bringing all the mutants together? And apparently he gets a deaf love interest... meh. Man, please please please have HRG/Sylar scenes. If it's just Noah beating on Sylar, that's something! I'm going to imdb Dana to see if she's in this season... I HIGHLY DOUBT IT, but it's worth a shot.

So in lieu of a trailer cap, here's this banner I made for Team Sylar



Yum, it turned out perfectly. Exactly how I envisioned it.

And Sylar-baby




I realized something... Noah had been observing Gabriel in his apartment for god knows how long, before Elle went in to goad him into murder. I wonder what he had seen. Was he watching him in his bedroom? The loo? The kitchen.... Did he watch him while he masturbated? Did that arouse Noah? *chuckles* Possibilities...



Mood: : Fuck Yeah

Syloah?

Right, so we all know that dealing with mentally insane people is scary and wrong, but hell, Sylar makes one hell of a sexy psychopath. No, well let's think about it. Does killing someone to get what you want from them really make you insane? I'm not saying that I'd like to be the victim, or that I have the desire to go around slicing heads.... well at least not most of the time, but really, killing is just another way of getting what you want. We work to get what we want all of the time, but social norms prevent us from taking out other people to do it. Though, financially, socially we "take out" people, ruin them, on a regular basis, we just keep them breathing.

Anyway, that's isn't the point. The point is, why are people getting off on Sylar having the shite beaten out of him and then afterward having the shite fucked out of him by Noah?

I love it. I absolutely love it. I love the power hungry Noah who is torn between desiring to kill Sylar and desiring to fuck him, and use him and Sylar eating up the attention and the abuse. On the show I liked the fact that the two of them were working together... though I wasn't really into Noah. I didn't particularly like him, but after a while he started to grow on me. The actor is a nice looking man ;) I liked the direction Sylar was going, in that "I want to be good but I'm still going to get what I want... and maybe that would mean that I wouldn't be good, but that's ok."

That was good for me and then when he degenerated into that whiny Sylar, I had had enough. Bring back Noah to control him. He was fun then.

I'm tempted to try and write them. They seem like much fun, especially from the fics that I've been reading.


Mood: : Gleeful

The rain has cooled off the place. Thank goodness. And what's with all the Uhura hate on the internets? I mean, come on.


Mood: : Confused

Fucking Wallmart... or something

What the fuck? I can't find my BOSE headphones. Those fuckers cost a pretty penny and I have no right to be misplacing them. They're in my bedroom somewhere. I just hope they didn't fall into one of the garbage bags that I tossed... if they did I'm out 200 bucks and some seagull on a garbage barge somewhere listening to Coolio or something. *laughs*

But, shite, where are they! I have the empty case and no headphones. Now I'm on a mission.

You know, somethines I think I just makes posts to use my Sylar moodtheme. *snickers* But he's sooo kyute! Oh speaking of cute, as much as I hate Wallmart and think it's worse than threading through zombies and ghetto hood rats, I went yesterday in search of those big plastic tumblers. No luck, so in my irritation (abbreviated story here) I stormed out, not before passing the magazine rack and who was smirking out at me from the stand was dear old Banaboy. Man was he gorgeous, spiky hair, youthful and just mmmmm....

That doesn't mean that I'll subject myself to The Time Traveler's Wife, but he was damn yummy on that cover. I didn't bother to thumb through to his article as I was losing brain cells just standing there and to maintain my sanity, I had to bolt. But, mmm he was cute :D

Oh and someone did a real music video with TOS Spock and Uhura. None of this still photos set to music. I hate those. I really do. Fuck, I can do that. I don't need for you to do it for me. Haha... that was mean. Anyway someojne used clips from the show and put together this cute romantic video. I didn't much care fo the song that they used, but still I was pleased that it was there. Yay. I'm at work now, or I would puyt it up. I don't feel like digging through youtube to do it, so there. I'm taking an edtended lunch it would seemk, watching Mylar videos on my itouch while I typs this entry. It's weird to be looking at the fanvid, listening to it through the headphones and typing, not looking at the computer screen. Talk about doing more than one thing at a time. I think it's really fascinating and quite an interesting exercise in how well your mind can work coherently on one or more thing. I've always thought that I was incapable of paying attention to more than one thing. Like if there is music playing, I could never concentrate on something that I was studying or reading. Which is why I hate having music playing in the lab when I'm working. My mind will wander and then I'll be skipping steps in the document and then I'll screw everything up trying to pay attention to one thing or another. Maybe it's only for one setting like thatk where I really have to concentrate. As I'm typing this, I'm hearing my voice dictating what I"m writing in my head, also while listening to the singer sing the song in my ears and watching clips from Heroes. I am absolutely fascinated with what I'm doing right now. I guess that's why this paragraph is stretching longer than it should. I'm just free thinking and marveling at the fact that I'm doing what I'm doing. And the cool thing is, is that I'm aware of the things I'm doing. I'm not just tuyning out the music, or not concentrating on what the images are in front of me.

... gotta switch vids, now, let's see hos long I can keep going with this. Ooo a Paris one... man does Leonard have really nice toes. Odd thing that, nice toes, but he was wearing sandals in that one episode and the shot panned up from his feet to his face. I know that I talked about this before, how nice his toes were, but damn they're nice. I wonder what they look like now. Ummm no, I don't want to know that. Man he was fine as a young man... jesus. I wonder if he was aware that he was attractive, or did he just consider himself a geek. He never gave me the impression that he was into himself like that. So... maybe he didn't think of himself that way.


Mood: : Complacent

Monday and it's hot!

Well, was shopping in the market and passed the magazines and who do I see smirking out at me from the rack, but good old Banaboy. Man is he fine. He is so gorgeous, it should be illegal. And I really loved his hair. I have an issue (thanks so someone leaving it on the free table at work) of... Details, I think with him on the cover looking angry and old. I was not feeling that! But if someone leaves this issue, I'm all over it.

Oh, I finished the Losers and let's just say that it was quite unexpected and a bit disappointing. I was like, wtf? Shit. Clay, Aisha, and Cougar die? What the heck. I've never seen that before. And her whole "death to America" thing wasn't really working. I think they could have done a little with their story line without killing them all. Now it makes me wonder what the future of the movie or movies will be. I know that movies change from the comics, but how can you get around main characters dying? Dunno.

Oh and PUSH with Chris Evans was pretty decent. I could have seen a black girl in one of those roles, but, you know Hollywood.


Mood: : Chipper

Inspirational sister

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Mon, 27 Apr 2009 12:51:30 GMT

Speaking of “Arks” and whatnot, here is a Black woman commanding lots of boats, except they are warships From WAOD reader Linda.

Hello,

I thought you and other readers might be interested to read more about Rear Adm. Michelle Howard. Who knew an African American woman led the task force to fight off the pirates.

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=103054534

http://eurthisnthat.com/african-american-female-commander-thwarts-pirates/#more-4254

Here is some background:

While we were so focused on the captain of the U.S. cargo ship that was rescued from the Somali pirates, our attention was diverted from the very person that lead the charge to get him back to his family.

The Navy Times ran a story on Rear Admiral Michelle Howard who took command of the Navy’s counterpiracy task force only three days before the pirates attacked the U.S. cargo ship Maersk Alabama and snagged the captain as a hostage.

The U.S. Navy hadn’t seen this type of action in a very long time and piracy hasn’t been something the Navy has had to counter attack in over 100 years. Howard’s expertise and illustrious Navy career showed her to be the perfect person for this mission. She is the first female graduate of the U.S. Naval Academy to be promoted to Rear Admiral.

In the article, she said, ““Right now, the policy is, fight piracy, and I am all about that policy … We are quite capable of staying out here and doing this mission.” This N That

Here is Admiral Howard’s Bio:

Rear Admiral Michelle Howard
Commander, Expeditionary Strike Group 2.
Rear Admiral Michelle Howard

Rear Admiral Michelle Howard is a 1978 graduate of Gateway High School in Aurora, Colo. She graduated from the U.S. Naval Academy in 1982 and from the Army’s Command and General Staff College in 1998, with a master’s degree in Military Arts and Sciences.

Howard’s initial sea tours were aboard USS Hunley (AS 31) and USS Lexington (AVT 16). While serving onboard Lexington, she received the Secretary of the Navy/Navy League Captain Winifred Collins award in May 1987. This award is given to one woman officer a year for outstanding leadership. She reported to USS Mount Hood (AE 29) as chief engineer in 1990 and served in Operations Desert Shield and Desert Storm. She assumed duties as first lieutenant onboard the USS Flint (AE 32) in July 1992. In January 1996, she became the executive officer of USS Tortuga (LSD 46) and deployed to the Adriatic in support of Operation Joint Endeavor, a peacekeeping effort in the Former Republic of Yugoslavia. 60 days after returning from the Mediterranean deployment, Tortuga departed on a West African Training Cruise, where the ship’s Sailors, with embarked Marines and U.S. Coast Guard detachment, operated with the naval services of seven African nations.

She took command of USS Rushmore (LSD 47) on 12 March 1999, becoming the first African American woman to command a ship in the U.S. Navy. Howard was the Commander of Amphibious Squadron 7 from May 2004 to September 2005. Deploying with Expeditionary Strike Group 5, operations included tsunami relief efforts in Indonesia and maritime security operations in the North Persian Gulf.

Her shore assignments include: course coordinator/instructor for the Steam Engineering Officer of the Watch course; action officer and Navy’s liaison to the Defense Advisory Committee on Women in the Military Services in the Bureau of Personnel; Action Officer J-3, Global Operations, Readiness on the Joint Staff from 2001-2003; executive assistant to the Joint Staff Director of Operations from February 2003 to February 2004; and deputy director N3 on the OPNAV Staff from December 20


Mood: : Busy

I found a house... I think. It's all on one floor and while the description boasts 3 bedrooms, I can't see how... considering the size. It looks like it would be in a fabulous rural area, but I can't make a judgment until I actually see it in person. And that goes for the ones that I think are ugly. There were a few nice ones but they have pools. I'm not really into having a pool. All I can think of is the maintenance and all that. I wonder if it would be worth it to have the pool taken out or to have it sealed and not used. *shrugs*

Yesterday I was looking to post, just staring at the blog, but I was feeling like hell. The morning started off ok, regularly... I ran some errands, thought about life and then came back home. It's hot and I"m drinking like a fish and then suddenly this headache comes on. It couldn't have been because of the blood sugar being low, because I'd eaten so I don't know. Maybe it was the heat. So I jump into a cold shower to bring the body temp down, but while that was soothing, it didn't help. SO I laid down for a little while, feeling dizzy and a bit nauseous. When a nap didn't work, I popped an aspirin and tried again. Meh... felt better after a few hours, but really didn't get out of the bed for the rest of the night. I put in "Push" with beautiful Chris Evans and watched that. God, this boy is gorgeous and has amazing eyelashes ;). It'll be nice to see him doing his thing in The Losers.

I was reading another woman's blog and she posed a question as to whether you were walking dead during the week, but counting the hours to live on the weekend. Um... yes. How many times have I gotten up in the morning, groaning and groping for something, only to immediately picture what lunch would be like and then finally walking out into the parking lot and going home. Home right now is really starting to get on my nerves, but hopefully soon I'll fins a place of my own. I don't know if I'll be able to do anything to change my work situation; it's a decent no brainer job, with decent pay and health care. I'm not sure if I want to buck that in favor for something more unstable, especially this time in my life.


Mood: : Bouncy

Well... I finally talked to the real estate agent and she seems on the up and up. Now I'm worried that I won't be able to find something that I like in my price range. Poop.

I've seen some behind the scenes shots from The Losers and I was dismayed to see Zoe outfitted in heels and red trousers. I don't remember seeing Aisha wearing anything like that, something impractical for throat slitting and ass kicking. I hope they don't sex her up to the point where she seems improbable... I can see it happening.



Mood: : Content

Heck, I forgot to post yesterday. I'm bad at this everyday thing. *laughs*

Well, I got a new real estate agent, so let's see how she works out. She's not licensed to work in the next state, so if I'm going to edge into PA, I'll have to get someone in there.

Ooo the printing of the losers is going well. I've got up to issue 4 done and I'll have to send some more to print tomorrow. Yay. *rubs hands together*

I'm interested in doing some parkour, but I don't know where to start. I'm chatting up this guy who's into adventure sports, so maybe he might have an idea. This new guy seems like a load of fun. Even if it doesn't work out romantically, we might be play partners. Woo.

Ooo, I can make Joan into parkour, that would be cool. She can show Jason a few things ;) I am really itching to write them, but I need to flesh out not only them, but the storyline. So that'll wait until inspiration hits.


Mood: : Optimistic

Ummm... Tuesday?

So um Lady Gaga is supposedly intersexed? Neat ;)

Now, the only reason I know about her is that someone used a song of hers as a spock/uhura vid, which turned out to be really cute. So I searched out some more songs. Eh, they're ok, nothing to write home about.

Damn it's hot. I might have to sleep downstairs tonight again like I did last night. It was boiling in my bedroom. Jesus.

Oh and calling the real estate agent tomorrow! I got home too late to be ringing her, but it's someone new and hopefully this one will work out.

And the losers, of course. I'm emailing myself jpgs so that I can print them out on the color printer at work. No way am i going to use up all my ink for this shite. And I also refuse to buy it. I know I'll read it once, enjoy it and that's it. Gotta save for the house, mate, and besides work owes me for the stress it causes.


Mood: : Ummmm....

Monday

Right, enough with the griping... at least for now. I've decided to work on my pissy outlook on life. It's not really me, per se, it's my workplace. It brings out the worst in me. It really does. It screws up with my happy optomistic tendencies and I don't like it. So, now I've decided not to take it so seriously. Not to take things so seriously and life altering and just have some bloody fucking fun. My life is soooo fucking boring that I could cry. Literally weep buckets, that's how boring it is. I need something. No, not drugs or shit like that, I'm not about screwing with my body, I do that enough *waggles brows*... I am just wanting something, something genuinely fun and exciting.

I suppose everyone is looking for that, eh?

But, for me, it can't be summed up with a trip to the beach or to an amusement park... that kind of thing isn't very fun... and it's boring. Maybe I'm looking for something more dangerous. You know, like those bored housewives who start swinging... haha. no... that's fucked.

Maybe I need to join a demolition derby team and crack some heads. Maybe I should get into a fight at a bar... nah, those fools would follow me out and shoot me or something. Maybe a tattoo... or a piercing in an intimate place.......

I could never really get into a tattoo, because my tastes change so much, so rapidly that whatever design I choose would have to be something very personal and very fitting. I have no idea what that would be though, so... I'll stay away from the permanent ones. I prefer either drawing on myself, or getting the lickandstick ones.

Meh... and man am I so bloated right now. i fucking hate getting my period. There should be an out clause about having it or not having it. I don't mind the bleeding, it's whatever... but the nightmares, the bad moods, the cravings the terrible sleep the bloating... all that shit I can do without. It's unfair and I don't want fucking kids, so why the fuck should I have to go through this shit every fucking months. At least it lasts only a few days, but still, it's a pain in the arse.

Man, this must be my swearing post. How many four letter words can I cram into this post? *laughs*

I started up with the guitar again... have to build up the calluses again. Painful stuff. I wish I hadn't waited so long to pick it up again. It's not like I didn't have any time. I have plenty of time, lack of interest. Bored. See! There it is again. Bored. Bored Bored.

I need to strike that word from my vocabularly. There was a quote from Vigs where he said that there is no excuse to be bored in life. Amen to that Aragorn ;)

Anyway, I'm knee deep in The Losers and am enjoying it very much. Only one complaint and that's with my girl Aisha. Um... doesn't she own clothes that completely cover her belly? Are all her shirts that tight over her bulging breasts that they don't meet the top of her skin tight jeans? I'm asking one of the guest artists, now... Jock's been pretty good about dressing the woman in appropriate clothing. Ok, I'll give the fanboys the boobs, which fortunately are a decent size without being obscene. And what's with drawing on the nipples, eh? Women have nipples, we get it. Sometimes they poke out against the shirt she's wearing, we get it. Sometimes they don't, depending on the type of shirt and bra that she's wearing. Sometimes the nipples point upwards... most times not. Sometimes they get hard when she's experiencing a strong emotion; (as does everyone who has nipples and that covers oh... everyone). Aisha is a woman, who has nipples that may or may not point upwards but godfuckingdamn, do we have to see that she has nipples in every shot. Well, not every shot, but the majority of shots.

I mean, come the fuck on. There was a fantastic panel of her when she stood up to confront Clay after she found out that he was the one who shot her father under Max's manipulation. Great, fierce looking up at her shot, looking ready to spill some blood and what else? Pointy nipples. I literally growled at the page. It was a fantastic moment, fantastic posing and action and expression and for me it was spoiled by that. It said to me, "oh, she's a fighter, powerful woman who takes no shit, but lookit! She's got boobies! oogle her boobies and forget about her emotions and how she's about to kick Clay's balls into his throat".

I'm asking too much, I know... for male artists to treat women like humans, because frankly, men don't give a damn and they know to whom they're catering. Fanboys who pop a boner at the mere hint of a nipple. While female fans are evidently present, the majority are male. So all this ranting is for naught.

But on a whole, she's handled pretty well. I like her a lot. I can't wait to see how they handle Zoe with it. I hope they bulk the girl up, because she is skinny and woul dbe unbelievable in hand to hand combat. Running and shooting, find, but trying to break some guy's neck or bring him down, she'll need some muscle. But you know hollywood... the skinnier the better.


And what post would be complete without a passing mention of La Quinto. Um... I've been revisiting Mylar videos and they are so much fun. Makes me want to buy some cloves again. I have a few left, but they're stale and nasty, bleh. But those jokers are 8 dollars a pack. That's a lot for recreational smoking.

Oh great, my coworker just sat down and already I'm annoyed. *breathe, breathe* Yellow.... *snickers*



Mood: : Wanting to tear shit up

Movies

Why is it that, I cannot watch a horror movie without seeing some chick's tits? Do these girls think that getting naked in some B movie will get them "real" jobs as actresses?

Losers.



Mood: : Puzzled

Is it over yet?

Jesus Christ what a horrid, fucking week. And no, there was no actually fucking involved, unfortunately... maybe that would have made it better. If I didn't have to work, I think I would thoroughly enjoy my life. Maybe this is a sign to find a new job, go back to school, take a class in cooking or something to occupy my down time. Right now, all I do is seethe, eat, seethe, sleep, seethe, work, seethe back home, rinse and repeat.

haha, no, but really, probably.

and my god I'm having some serious buyers remorse for that eharmony bullshite. They said that you can cancel your subscription, but you won't be able to use it for the remainder of your time. So you'll just cancel, they'll keep your money and you're out. period. That sucks.

So I tidied my bedroom and am swatting at all these fruit flies! what the fuck, man, there are no open vegetables or food in here. I don't know why they keep hanging around. It must be my pleasant personality.... I know they'll drop dead in a few weeks, so until then. shoo shoo!!

And what the hell is Season 4 of Heroes going to be about? Um, I don't know. Even after reading the spoilery explanation, I still don't understand. But what I did conclude is that it's probably going to be Sylar and by proxy QUINTOOOOOOOOOOO! light. No, that's doesn't make for a happy JJ. Not one bit. I know that I griped about how much chunkier he looks in comparison with his earlier spiky haired incarnation (which I will love always and forever... now I have you... Mr Sylar...) and I thought the 90 kilos of gel that they have smothering his hair, so much that he has to use a trowel to fashion some sort of hairstyle (that greasy skeezy pompadour is not doing you any favors, Zach my boy) needs to go... I still want to see him! *whines* C'mon no one can do the Sybrows (tm) and the Fingero'doom (tm) like he can. Shoot, if you can bring back that buck toothed, can't close her mouth, thinks she's so (erroneously) sexy blonde time after time after time, surely we can had a little
still-hot-for-Momo!Sylar.

Hm... maybe that's all the Zane!Sylar/Mohinder roadtrip fics I've been reading lately. ;) Damn those are good. Like potato chips, you can't read just one. Especially when they're so well done.



Mood: : Still Annoyed... but without the angry stripping

Work Blues

I'm sitting at my desk right now thinking about all of the little things my coworkers do that piss me the fuck off. Let's talk about texting. It was never a big thing for me. I mean, I can see how people get all caught up in it and that it's cheaper than calling, but fucking hell. The two women who sit on either side of me... no I should call them girls because of the petty shit they talk about and do and fucking hell. Anyway, the both of them have blackberries and most of the day (when I'm not in the lab but at my desk) all I hear is this click click click clickclickclickclicklclick of them texting to lame fuckers that they associate with. It drives me nuts. I like the quiet and those little keys are just loud enough to bother me.

Not to fucking menion that our company allows us to use MSN messenger and everyone who works with the company worldwide has access to it, so I could be chatting with someone in Australia right now if I was signed it. That's how it goes. So, outside of the blackberry texting, I hear the rapid fire typing (one chick has those fake nail tips and it's loud as hell on the keys) of people chatting back and forth through aim. Now, I know this isn't work related and that they're shooting the breeze, because occasional I hear a "HAHA!" or "oh my god" comment. Yeah, real work related. I can gripe because I leave my bullshitting for when I get out of work. I don't do that kind of thing at work.

Next is the woman who sits two cubes from me and who loves her daily marathon phone calls. I mean marathon, like 2-3 hours just sitting back talking Chinese and bothering the fuck out of me. So apparently she bugged her supervisor who sits in the same row so much that she moved to another row. Ok, why not tell the woman to get the fuck off of the phone rather than being chicken and taking off.

Oh shit, I just heard the Chinese lady come back. Let's see how long it takes for her to get on the phone.

Oh another thing about the Chinese lady is that she eats at her desk and out of a glass bowl with a plastic spoon. The only reason I know this is that I can hear her fishing for rice with that spoon and scraping the spoon all across the glass bowl. It makes the most hellish noise and I want to rip my eyes out. Or hers, which ever gets me into less trouble.

I really hope that I'm doing little things to annoy them as well, because they fucking deserve it. But, I don't think so. Not because I'm such the perfect coworker, but because they are so oblivious to anything but themselves... who knows.

Jesus. I want to say at least it's friday, but fuck, I still have to come back on Monday. I'm going out to play some guitar tonight with a friend. That'll soothe my insane brain.

Mood: : Annoyed

Woo hoo. I torrented every volume of The Losers.


Mood: : *gigglesnort*

Early Morning thoughts

I used to be an LJ junkie. SO much that all I wanted to do was post my fic and shit on LJ and have hoardes of people pat me on the head and tell me how wonderful and talented I was and how much they just couldn't LIVE WITHOUT MY PRESENCE!!!111!!!!

(Yeah that *!!!111!!!* phenom gets on my fucking nerves, but I did it to make a point)

Anyway, I became so invested that I was seriously looking for praise and I wrote stuff accordingly. I wrote pairings that I wasn't really digging, just because of the amounts of comments that particular pair would receive as opposed to another pairing (the one that I really enjoyed writing) would receive. That's pretty pathetic in my book. I mean, come on. Really, JJ? Lord.

I also met a few so called "friends" from my flist list and while I initially liked them and liked visiting, that glow wore of with a quickness and my tolerance for them completely flatlined. I'm just like that and I'm not afraid to admit it. I get bored with people easily and I have no patience for crap behavior. I also admit to not being happy when I'm not the center of attention. Well, it doesn't have to be exact center of attention, but well, you know. I should be getting the attention and that's just how I am. I embrace it wholly. I also embrace the knowledge that I'm not going to get that from people, so I leave them alone. Who better to pay attention to my every need and in excrutiating detail that me :)*laughs*

So I'd say all of the people that I was "friends" with from LJ... I don't talk to anymore and it doesn't hurt. Initially it did sting a little, and I was disappointed with them, but after a while (and after removing myself from LJ) I healed and all is urban zen. OHM.

Why am I bringing this up? Well, following a Sylar/Mohinder link to someone's journal, I was curious about the 770 comments this lj-er got for an anon-meme. It was anonymous confessions and boy oh boy do I love those. I get such a kick out of people so concerned with petty shite! I mean really, "I want to be a man so that I can be assaulted by another man"? *snorts* You're kidding. And the impassioned "oh I know MEEE TOOOOO!" replies to those types of comments are priceless. It's a hoot!

After a while people started coming on and talking about how they felt shafted by "LJ awards" and by people who complain about not getting enough comments yet never comment and the like and it made me remember all the things that I hated about LJ. The drama, the hurt feelings, the alliances, the BNFs. Everything that I had been feeling, more than a few (quite a lot) of people felt the way I felt. It all came crashing back and I felt myself being drawn in again. To a point, mind. To a point and then I realised that that wasn't me anymore. All of that no longer mattered and I had no stake in that argument. Can I get a holy choir chorus on that one? Amen. :D

And it feels GOOODDDDD. Feels lovely and positive and grand.

And I love blogging here without the expectations for feedback or anything. I don't care if no one sees this... well it's probably better if no one sees it, haha. It's freeing and fun and that's what life should be.


Mood: : Happy

OMG Black girl!

I nabbed this from rawless' lj where she blogged on ST and racism.

OMG A BLACK GIRL! Zoe Saldana is a major character in a summer action sci-fi blockbuster. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is ambitious and intelligent and clever without being a caricature. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is not inexplicably asexual and ignored despite being gorgeous. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is one half of the principle romance. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is in love with and desired, romanced, and loved by one of the most iconic figures, not just in all of nerdom, but in all of popular culture.

OMG.

A black girl is fucking Spock.


*lmfao*

God, I love that. It totally made my night.



Mood: : Mmmm juicy.

Monday Madness!

Well, not really madness :) Worked out for about an hour and I have to wash my workout gear or no working out tomorrow. I might just do it every other day. Hmmmm... I have to buy some gum. My stores are low. I only have one pack left. Booo.

I've been going through the slash that I've written to see if I could rewrite it into het. Oh, and I do have that Martha/Milligan fic that I could post and hey, I got three reviews already. That's so nice, but I won't get stoked about it, because that's all I will probably get. *laughs* And like I said, it's way fine. I'm ok with it now. I wasn't back when I was hot and heavy on LJ, but now I've changed my attitude for the better. It's much better.

But back to the slash... it's hard because it was written, mostly and specifically for Eric Bana as the main character. It would be hard to change up his character and make him female. But, not impossible. I've got my eye on one or two...


Mood: : Woot!

Beginning to really really love being single

... I've never had a problem being single, in fact I like it. Hey, isn't that something novel in this world? I like being single. I enjoy my own company and when I want to hang out with mates I can do it and when I want to go home and have private time, I can do that as well.

I'm only griping because I just received an email from one of those online dating sites (jesus christ, I want to slit my wrists sometimes over that) I'm on and some dude emails me, "Want to make out?! Black girls are so pretty". And leaves it like that. Yeah, he's some white dude with chocolate fantasies. Come on! Come on, now, how on earth am I supposed to respond to that? How would any rational person respond? Oh you've got to be kidding me with this, man. Really?

I haven't written back, because there's nothing that I want or could say to him to validate his meaningless existence. Loser.

Mood: : Cruising for a fight

Yay. I'm just about to post my first fic to The Chamber. I highly doubt that it will get a lot of comments, if any at all, but that's ok. I just like to try new things. Here's the banner.





Honestly, I think I like making the banners more than actually writing the story. Haha, take that.

I also just saw "The Orphan" which was fucking insane. I mean, yeah, it had a twist at the end so that it wasn't just an "evil kid" generic movie, but man...Crazy stuff and it was pretty hardcore for the girl to have been so young... the lines she said and coming on to the father. That was pretty mature. I think she was only ten or something, so... I think that should have been avoided, really. Not to take away from her acting, which was pretty good but still...

Bleh, work in the morning. I just want to take a week off and go and chill somewhere. Is that too much to ask? *sobs*


Mood: : Grabby

Movies

Wow. It's August already! How time flies, flies, flies.

Right, top five movies in no particular order:

Alien
Jurassic Park
28 Days Later
Tomb Raider
The DaVinci Code

Honorable Mention

Blue Crush
AVP


Mood: : Yippee