Is mental illness contagious?

I need

2009-03-20T07:57:44Z

wordpress to cross post in Livejournal automatically so I can be lazy and not do it myself. :-/

Where I really blog

At least...sometimes.

In Canada You Must Take Test

2009-03-20T07:37:20Z

“Canadian residents will be required to correctly answer a time-limited skill testing question in order to claim a prize.”

I’m not going to pretend I understand that. Apparently if you want to enter this sweepstakes AND you live in Canada you must take a test to claim your prize. Someone pointed this out to me and I want to see this test. I want to know why! It’s probably not even worth answering but for some reason it is plaguing me this morning.

I’ve been up since 7:30 shooting the shit online and feeling shakey and like I should be doing something but I can’t seem to move from the couch and the computer.

I don’t know if I’ve jumped into new levels of lame with my new Supernatural fan blog and Twitter that Katherine and I have started, but I’m actually not even trying to care because I love this show. I want to marry this show and have little baby shows about demons and ghosts and monsters all over the place.

I have decided I really don’t like my blog layout. I don’t know what to do about it because I don’t want to make one and I can’t afford to pay for one. So probably this will be changing constantly while I go through the available pre-made ones until I’m sorta happy with it. I think the reason I can’t even update anymore is I’m so meh about the way it looks that I have no desire to stare at it or inflict it’s ugly on everyone else.

Anyways. I think I should use this pent up energy I’m shaking with on something productive like, cleaning my dining room and finishing a trophy I am making. Before I leave, since I seem to have neglected to show off my latest craft project:

The Baby Bits Bookends

Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered

2008-02-08T15:31:16Z

I love TV!

Last night on the paranormal state I watched this lady, in Maine, was unable to go into her house because the energy, or something, was so awful. Her dog would freak out and refused to go upstairs in the house and then refused to even come in the house. So they are poking around and interviewing former owners and all of the former owners dogs had been killed on the road, not just one or two, but ALL of them. Then they brought in Chip the Big Gay Psychic and he was like I see the name....MARGARET. Then, OH THEN, they are walking around the woods at 3 AM and they find this grave in the back that says MARGARET on it, it wasn't hers but it had her name so Chip the Big Gay Psychic is like OOOOOOH I RULE! Totally, he was so smug it made me throw up a little. Come to find out this old crone Margaret had lived in the house previously and her man friend would kill the neighborhood dogs with a big stick that had a nail in it [psycho, maybe?]. So he's feeling pretty much like the king of the world, and he decides to channel the spirits in the house and he's crying and acting all crazy and then when he snaps out of it he says, 'it's in the woods', so they trek out there and find a grave that's marked only with stones. So they dig down pretty deep and find this blue tarp with a decapitated dog in there, it's still juicy and everything. So everyone is flipping out because they had to dig so far down and tree roots had grown over the body, which I will admit is pretty nuts since it takes YEARS for that to happen and the dog shouldn't have been so fresh [though I also admit I know nothing about the decomposition rates in Maine soil], so they bless it and plant St Michaels at all four corners of the property. The End. Everyone lived happily ever after and the house was free from the dogs restless spirit. The lady sold the house though.

Everything spooky happens in Maine it seems. Stephen...Steven...Steve-o King [I should know how to spell his name!!!!] knows his shit, basing 99.9% of all scary things there.

Hey, Yo! I always forget to update!

2008-02-07T14:47:26Z

The other night I was watching CSI: New York at Lauren’s house and I was having such a hard time following the plot line because every forty seconds we were introduced to some new and implausible piece of technology THAT DOESN’T EXIST.

I believe someone got a gift certificate to Sharper Image and went a little crazy on the hologram aisle. Regardless there is no such thing as a big scanner for the head that scans your noggin and makes a hologram of your skull so we can see it in three dimensions [that’s, 3D] and have a close up 3D view of all the hairline fractures you sustained after someone embalmed you while you were alive. Which I’m not 100% convinced you would sustain anyway unless they were beating you on the head whilst draining your blood and pumping you full of orange scented household cleaner. Seems a little redundant if you ask me to hit someone over the head repeatedly when it’s so obvious they are dead anyway from the toxic chemicals now in their blood stream. Maybe it was before the embalming, to keep him in line while he prepared the Mr Clean.

Anyhoodle! Did I mention it was FROM ACROSS THE ROOM? No, not the embalming, the scanner, catch up! I’m sure that’s not what it’s actually called. The Big Scanner for the Head that Scans your Head, it’s probably an Electro 3D Imaging Micro bigfakemachinethatdoesn’texistogram. Or something.

Of course not only that, but I was informed that there is such a thing as spray on condoms. Which I didn’t believe for one hot little second because it makes no sense to carry around an AEROSOL CAN full of latex when you could have a little packet stuck in your wallet which is WAY more convenient. BUT the people that were sneaking around to do it with each other in the frontal lobe of the Statue of Liberty obviously know something I don’t about the right way to do things because they did indeed bring a can of Spray On Condom. I have a few serious questions about this new amazing [in]convienant way to protect your business,1) Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to spray latex from an aerosol can, which makes everything cold, on your manly business?
2) Where does the spoodge go?
3) Is this really more convenient to carry around?
4) How do you get it off?

All I can really say is 1) Probably not so much 2) I am still so confused about this one! WHERE?! Does the spray on condom expand?? I even looked online for an answer but no one will tell me, I might need a demonstration. 3) I think not! 4) Can opener?

I don’t get it, but then again, I’m only half German. So maybe I half get it but the half of me that doesn’t get it is just louder and drowning out the part that does with it’s outraged cries of WTF.

Yes it’s real too. The only real thing on the episode last night.Gary Sinese, you need a better cast to work off of, by the way. Keep Carmine but the rest of those puds need to hit the road and go be on a show I’m not interested in watching, in theory anyway. There is enough cool, real technology to fill a show with.

I want to break down all the eye rolling moments on the show, but if I did that I’d end up just writing a full recap.

Well anyway! Good day, good luck, whatever. Peace out.

Holy....

2008-01-09T00:25:20Z

crap! I just had the weirdest sensation. I'm sitting here at work, minding my own business, "working" at the mandatory overtime we have tonight and suddenly I feel someone blowing on my ear...only there is no one there. I'm creeped out and thrilled all at once.

androidtomato @ 2008-01-07T09:30:00

2008-01-07T15:52:42Z

Because I just started my nervous anticipation of meeting one of the cutest boys alive in two weeks he will be the Daily Daniel today....

Even though he is not a Daniel, nor does he play one on tv...He actually plays a Sam. But if you really want me to talk in circles and make a Daniel connection I can...Just let me know.

Jared Padalecki, ie- The Gargantratron

His smile makes the sun shine brighter and my heart beat just a bit faster....

androidtomato @ 2007-12-29T09:32:00

2007-12-29T15:34:15Z

Damn. How long since I last updated here? I used to be good at this stuff....

Shakespeare got out again. I'm going to staple him to the deck.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?

2007-09-06T20:30:05Z

I’m going to pull out all my hair today. I can’t take it. I’m not trying to sound like a whiney baby but sorta I am. Not only do I feel totally immoral about my job, but they are also annoying the freaking crap out of me. Every time the phone rings I go a little bit more insane. By the end of today I’m sure I’ll be drooling all over myself and possibly talking to my toes like they will talk back. Actually that sounds pretty fun. As if all that wasn’t enough, I keep getting e-mails from my supervisor telling me all the things I just did that were wrong. Ummmmmmmmm….seriously? I’m in kindergarten only I get paid for it and I’m angrier and I can buy booze legally and I don’t get a nap unless I go hide in the bathroom. Oh but if I do that well I get an e-mail asking why I wasn’t at my desk for a whole five minutes. I’m running away. They’ll never find me. I might leave little clues, maybe a shoe or a drawing of me fork stabbing myself.

I just got a pimple. I’m not even joking, it wasn’t there 30 minutes ago. This is the stress I’m under!

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Yeah. That’s right. I said it.

Now I have to go draw a smiley face for someone because they are having a bad day. Where’s my fracking smiley face, huh? HUH?

Hahah! Because it's all so true!!

2007-09-06T03:41:48Z

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2007-09-05T16:38:23Z

I guess I should have clarified, when I previously stated that I wanted to tongue kiss Harry Potter, what I really meant to say was I want to seriously make out with the whole franchise. The books, the movies, every single one of the Weasley’s, and Alan Rickman…ahem. What? My total dorkness has clouded any criticism with the book or movie, well except for the very end of the book which reminded me just a little bit of fan fiction, I think it’s the happy ending thing, or maybe it was because they named their son Albus. This for some reason reminds me in a totally unrelated way about this fan fiction I once read where Hermoine and Snape have a baby and they name it whatever the word Sun in Greek is and then the kid talks to Chipmunks. I don’t know why I felt the need to share that, or why it suddenly popped into my mind because it’s probably the worst bit of garbage I’ve ever read and actually reminds me not at all of the Harry Potter books.

I’m a little bit loony today. I have no idea what’s going on and I can’t seem to focus for more than a few seconds at a time. It seems to be a reoccurring theme when I’m at work. Unfocused and in a blah mood, then after work it’s happy, happy time. This is very convenient because I started back to school and if I felt poopy I’d end up skipping and that would defeat the purpose of restarting my college career. I have more motivation now though; I hate my job enough but still need it enough to know that I have to do something to get a better position.

Wow. I’m bored with all this crap I’m writing. Blah, blah, blah! Who cares?

I wanted to post pictures but I suck and forgot to upload them. Also, I’m a little sick of this blog and the layout and everything. I think it’s time for some changes…

I think it’s time for break!

Dear Lauren-

You’ll get your entry, I promise.

XOXO-

E-Beth

P.S.- Thanks for the uh…gift?

I KNOW! I SUCK.

2007-08-13T23:13:06Z

I'm not dead!

Holy crap! I’m not dead! Just half dead, dead tired, terminally stressed out. Work has decided to add on to my responsibilities which is flattering in many ways because obviously they think I can handle being screamed at for 8 hours straight and staying lots of overtime to help catch them up since I can’t do anything else all day except listen to mad old folks. I’m sure there will be times when they aren’t mad, but I get the impression from other people already in this department that it is a lot of pissed off people. Obviously if you could see the expression I’m making right now and if I were to quote that out loud to you, you would know that I was being so sarcastic it might melt part of your face. This is not the job I want for my whole life, so really I don’t care all that much about learning the ins and outs of Claims Customer Service, but how can you say, “Nah, I think you guys are a bunch of asshats and I’d rather do anything else with my valuable F’ing time” Without getting fired? You can’t, so I will learn it and I will smile and I will take that raise graciously. Of course, I’m kidding slightly with my distaste for it. I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy doing this a little bit more than what I was doing and of course more money never hurt anyone. Also being in training for three weeks hasn’t been too shabby, even if I’ve had to spend more time than I ever had hoped with P’Boy. He is infuriating and the stench of bullshit is so strong when he is around is enough to knock you flat on your back. Four more days!

Other than that, things have been pretty freaking good. I got to go on a super vacation away from the 105 degree Texas and I bought a house which I’ve finally moved into…mostly. Life is pretty good. Even if the house still freaks me out in the middle of the night.

But more to come very shortly. Meaning I’m going to totally bore you with pictures of my vacation just like your Aunt Millie used to do and then pictures of the house and then possibly before all that I’ll go over in painstaking detail why I love and hate and want to tongue kiss Harry Potter.

Oh joy!

I HAVE A LOT TO SAY TODAY. Most if it is probably too much information! Congratulate me anyway.

2007-07-02T18:05:54Z

I wish I was at home right now watching The Seed of Chucky. Yeah. That’s how much I don’t want to be at work today. Which is something I probably shouldn’t type while I’m at work and theyarewatchinglikespiestheyareeverywhereLOOKBEHINDYOU!. It’s just something I’m doing anyway regardless.

Also I talked to the meanest man today, twice. The first time he called he yelled at me and told me to shut right up and all those questions he was asking me before that I couldn’t answer because ‘I’m sorry sir we don’t have any authorization to give you personal information on this person’ weren’t actually questions but indeed just random words he was saying with a questioning infliction in his voice. Fine. Whatever. You’re right sir, totally my bad, I’m a bad customer service representative person. When I finally got him off the phone and I thought forever away from my life he called right back and I indeed got his call again. Then I had to listen to how the last person he talked to was a complete and total ruh-tard but I was totally pleasant and wonderful and intelligent and nice. And while duh I’m all those things from the second call it still made me upset that he would say that about me from the first call. Which is untrue because five minutes does not a genius sweetie pie make. Then he went off on some 18 minute tangent about the pastor in his town and his whore wife and how no woman should ever have to work because her man should take care of her. And even though he only had an 8th grade education he still managed to have his wife at home and driving Cadillac’s. Personally I’d rather stay home and drive a cheap car, but if some guy with an 8th grade education and enough common sense to have that work for him to make lots of money allowing me to stay home and take care of Shakespeare and Squishy, then bring it. I guess. Hopefully he’s not a giant douche bag like this guy, oh and not a Texan because only having an 8th grade education here means most likely not working at all or doing odd jobs for people that don’t let you in the house unless they have their guns ready.

Anyway it’s Monday. I wouldn’t say that’s all that exciting. Though this week I get to look forward to going to the ‘You want to stick what where? Female doctor’. I was supposed to go last Friday but, even though they called me to confirm that my appointment was the next day and then tell me that if I didn’t give them my insurance information right at that moment they were going to charge me the full amount of my visit because we don’t just take your word for it no ma’am, the actual appointment is for this Friday. I don’t know about anyone else, but when I have to go to see her I have to really psych myself up. I don’t enjoy having a stranger look at my most private of places. Even if I do see her once a year, that’s not something I just throw out there for everyone and their nurse practitioner to gaze at. And actually I wasn’t going to get to see my doctor even who I pretty much lost my shyness around since I was seeing her every week seven years ago. WHOA. Seven years ago… right. I’m digressing. I will have to show my hoo-hah to a complete stranger. Gross. But I made it in there without having a panic attack and I signed in and then they said ‘Why are you even here today?’ and I had a little heart attack. Okay a big heart attack. Because when there is a problem, an actual real life issue with my womanly bits I don’t want to wait another whole week to find out if I’ve got some kind of rampant cancer that is eating me away. I want to know now, and you can tell that pregnant lady to just wait because she’s got 5 more months to come in here and act all special. It didn’t work and they sent me away to go be all emotional and angry by myself. Which I then directed into a nap and it was a good nap, one I could have slept on for many more hours. But I had another appointment to go walk through the house I just bought.

Oh right! I just freaking bought a house!!!!! I’m like a real grown up now, with female problems and owning a home and working every day to make a living. I don’t feel very grown up, and I doubt I’ll start acting any more grown up. That is unless you try walking all over my new carpet in your muddy shoes. Then your ass is grass bubba.

Just kidding…I swear. No really. I promise. Hey lets go judge people in the neighborhood together, or egg that guys house I went to high school with [that’s just down the street now] that totally asked me in French if I liked him and would I maybe want to hang out sometime, I thought he said something else and I told him to take a hike but he was awfully cute and WHY DIDN’T I JUST SAY OUI! Oh wait that was totally my bad I guess…so I should technically egg myself. Forget I said anything. Just nevermind.

You might want to add a couple hundred commas or periods in all those run on sentences above. I never said it was grammatically correct.

MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC

2007-06-18T03:29:28Z

As tagged by the sexay zippityfeets

OK, here are the rules:

1. Spell out your LJ screen name.
2. Open your music library and sort by title.
3. Match the letters in your screen name with songs beginning with that letter.
4. Tag one other person.

A- "Alligators in New York Sewers"- Radiohead
N- "No No No"- The Gossip
D- "Death Valley Queen"- Flogging Molly
R- "Return of the Living Dead"- The Cramps
O- "One of Us is Going to Die Young"- The Ark
I- "Intergalactic"- Beastie Boys
D- "Don't Mug Yourself"- The Streets
T- "Take Me Away"- FeFe Dobson
O- "Ocean Avenue"- Yellowcard
M- "Mosquitos in the Stucco"- Say Hi To Your Mom
A- "Art Bitch"- Cansei De Ser Sexy
T- "Tears On My Pillow"- Little Anthony & The Imperials
O- "One Armed Scissor"- At The Drive In

I tag dhfan_serenity and spacemonkey_27

UMM.

2007-06-16T04:47:54Z

Oh man. L and I went on our date night to go see Hostel II and I have to say I'm not sure yet what to think of the movie. It was gross, but only one part really had me uncomfortable. And it wasn't nearly as gross as I was expecting. Maybe my expectations have just been raised after seeing so many horror movies lately. But it did have some scary moments and it was funny too. I wouldn't say I totally reccommend it though. Maybe if you want to see wang or boobies. But if you take someone with a wang you might want to cover their eyes at the end. Yikes!

I'm really excited about July. Even though I've pushed my trip to London back a few months I'm still going to get out of Texas for a while. It's only June and already it's so hot you could just die. And I'm getting that creepy tan on one arm but not on the other thing. It's not as cool as you might think.

Who needs words when you can have:

Daniel Craig. Sweaty. I mean. I think I'll just go ahead and die right now.

Peace.

GRAPES AND SUGAR SNAP PEAS

2007-06-14T19:26:04Z

Well. I’m back at work today. Which means little to everyone since I hadn’t written that I wasn’t in work. But regardless. I felt like it should be stated. Work. Back at it.

My grandmother passed away last week so I got three days bereavement leave and I have to say, staying at home is pretty much awesome. Even though I wasn’t home very much. So basically my point is, not working is pretty much fantastic. Even though I did miss my friends up here.

Though there were some completely un-enjoyable times while I was off, like the funeral, because funerals are sad. Even if you aren’t close to the person that’s dead. Or you were close you just realize they are insane and that actually makes it more sad because maybe if you had just had the resources to force feed them anti-psychotics they could have been a cool person. Also cleaning out her apartment. That was scary and sad and frustrating and interesting and upsetting. It was lots of things.

I’m sleepy today. I keep trying to fall asleep at my desk which is really professional. Also I’m hungry and every time I open my eyes I say a little prayer that there will be a sandwich waiting for me. Like it just magically appeared out of thin air. Of course I don’t know how tasty a magically appearing sandwich would be. And also I’m not magical which really sucks and is stupid because I should be.

Does that make any sense at all? I think I was asleep when I typed all that.

Anyway, I only have to make it through a couple more weeks and then I’m off for a week and a day. A whole week and a day! I’m really excited. We were going to go to London but I slacked off and didn’t get a passport fast enough [I didn’t realize they took so long and I while I have my passport from when I was a kid it doesn’t count anymore which is also dumb]. So now I’m just going to go somewhere in the US. Because I will go somewhere. I’m not going to sit around staring at the walls in my apartment when I could be staring at the walls in some hotel room. Duh.

OH! Lunch time.

Also, just take a moment and wish Button a happy birthday. Two years old is a big deal for assassin pooches.

OKLAHOMA: Like Every Horror Movie You've Ever Seen

2007-06-05T15:47:35Z

You know which ones I’m talking about too. The ones where you find yourself on some dark road and Harlan or Jethro or Bubba comes chasing after you wielding a chainsaw, axe, piece of wood with glass fused to it, shotgun, etc and so on. Well that was my weekend. Albeit there was no bodily harm or outright threat by weapon but it was traumatizing nonetheless.

If you haven’t gotten the picture yet I had to drive to Oklahoma. Now I’m really sorry if anyone lives in Oklahoma. Sorry because you live there and obviously know how to read so I must question why you actually choose to reside there. It’s scary.

I had every intention this weekend of relaxing at home since my parents had taken Squishy to Lake Texoma to visit my dad’s friend. I seriously thought they lived on the Texas side, I was of course wrong. My mom called me though to come pick her up because my grandmother was put in the hospital. Don’t aww because she’s evil and sort of deserves it. Which probably makes me seem like an awful person for saying someone deserves to be terminally ill but that’s the breaks.

Anyway.

So she convinced me it was the right thing to do to drive out there at 7 PM and pick her up and then turn around and drive back. What I didn’t realize is that maps.google.Ireallyusedtohaverespectforyoucom was going to screw me into a 3 hour drive. No seriously. Okay fine it was like 2.5 hours. Close enough though. When I finally got out there after maneuvering my way through some back ass town full of casinos and scary hillbillies I got to the equally back ass town full of more scary hillbillies. Kingston, OK. You sorta suck.

I had to wait for my dad the Sonic, which is the most popular place in town and some girl was signing that Michelle Branch song, you know, one of them. They all sound freakishly alike to me, but she was really making it her own by adding hootin’ and hollarin’. It was hilarious, in a really sad sort of way. So I just sat there and pretended to be really interested in my fingernails until my dad showed up so I could follow him further into the sticks on about 15 roads that refused to have names. Then there was some TV watching because my parents have a fancy RV and then there was some dinner eating and some campfire looking and then some TomTom installing.

That’s when the fun really started because we left. And that stupid TomTom GPS from freakin hell took us on every back road in Oklahoma. It was even trying to make me turn on roads that weren’t really roads. It was like: “Turn into this cornfield and just keep going, don’t worry, I’m so totally linked to a satellite. I wouldn’t make you do something foolish at 10:30 at night when there is no moon and you can barely see five feet in front of your car and there is a storm brewing. Psshaw. What kind of asshole do you take me for?” A pretty big one because I didn’t turn down ‘Bobs’ road and the stupid TomTom had to find me better route. I did get home a lot faster though than going the way I came. And that includes when we had to go 30mph on the highway because the rain was coming down so hard I couldn’t see what lane I was in.

It was really fun. Next time you are invited.

That was pretty much my weekend too. I went to the mall on Saturday with Kimberly and Katherine. Went to this giant pizza place with Squishy, Kimberly and Ariel on Sunday and I spent way too much money on games but Squishy got 1700 tickets which won her a soccer ball and a virtual pet so she was happy. And she got to go on the go-karts with Ariel which I think maybe, just might have made her day a little bit. Also it was cute watching him try not to smile even though we all knew he was having fun. I mean. Not cute. Manly. It was really manly.

Last night there was a big storm AGAIN and my cell phone went all hinky and every time I opened it, it would start dialing 4 all on its own. Just 444-444-444444444444, you know as an example. This really pissed me off because I was trying to text message someone dammit. Then once it worked again I found out that it was the curse of the Four’s and I have to write a story about it in 72 hours and send it to R or I’ll be attacked by wild geese or something. I have no idea actually what will happen, and I don’t know what to write even though it sounds so simple. I’m starting to think a haiku is really just a short story anyway. So he might just have to deal. Ya know. I’m sure I’ll end up getting yelled at in a dream or something.

Tonight is the Night Of The Ackles. I’m going to go see “A Few Good Men” starring that one guy Lou Diamond Phillips and that Hot Guy Jensen Ackles.

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I forgot the html doesn't work in this puppy. And I can't get the picture thingy to work without janking up my computer for real yo. I'll do a whole post of presents later. I swear it.

androidtomato @ 2007-05-29T00:17:00

2007-05-29T05:38:59Z

Okay it's sort of pointless for me to do this since I pirated it from spacemonkey_27 and our answers are going to be freakishly the same, seeing as we are two peas in a very geeky pod but whatever.

Are you a book lover? A TV freak? A movie aficionado? Put your mind to the test, and list some of your favorite fictional characters - one for each letter of the alphabet.

A - Agent Darkbootie- Invader Zim
B - Bernard Black- Black Books
C - Colonel Jack O'Neill- Stargate SG1
D - Dean Winchester - Supernatural
E - Elizabeth Swann - Pirates of Caribbean
F - Lotney "Sloth" Fratelli- The Goonies
G - Gregory House - House
H - Harry Potter - Harry Potter
I - Iceman [Bobby Drake]- X-Men
J - Daniel Jackson - Stargate SG-1
K - Kaylee Frye- Firefly
L - Leroy Jethro Gibbs - NCIS
M - M- James Bond
N - Nicholas Angel - Hot Fuzz
O - Rev. Obadiah Slope- The Barchester Chronicles
P - Professor Snape- Harry Potter
Q - Dr. R. Quincy- Quincy M.E.
R - Rodney McKay- Stargate Atlantis
S - Sam Winchester - Supernatural
T - Ted Crilly - Father Ted
U - Urgo- Stargate SG1
V - Voldemort - Harry Potter
W - Wesley Crusher- Star Trek: The Next Generation
X - Xzipacna- Stargate SG1 [okay I know I'm cheating on this one...but seriously? Having a brain aneursym trying to think of someone starting with X. And I know there has to be something, or someone but not happening after midnight. Also we'll say the X is for kiss because for some reason I totally want to do naughty things with this Goa'uld. Or I guess I could have gone general and done the X-Men, but I didn't. So there.]
Y - Lawrence Yeager- Foolproof
Z - Zoe - Firefly

ANAYLZE THIS...

2007-05-21T03:20:53Z

So I don't know if somethings just been sitting funny with me and causing me to have crazy dreams. Or maybe it's a tumor pushing on the crazy ass dream lobe of my brain, but yikes. I had two dreams on Sunday, One in the AM before waking up and one around 6 while taking a nap. Because as you know taking a nap at 6pm is crazy in and of itself. So really that explains that one.

I wrote them out in an e-mail to Crate and to save time because I'm lazy here they are unedited and full of run-on sentences and misspellings and bad grammar.

I had a weird dream last night. I moved into this really sweet apartment in this old building, I had the whole top floor and my brother [who is not really my brother in real life but was my brother in the dream...A stranger] and I were exploring the attic and we found this room that had hundreds of jars with peoples body parts in it. It was sectioned off so there was a whole row of just peoples tattoos and then noses and hands, etc. Well we were freaking out at the total awesomeness of it all and he took one of the jars that had a particularly sweet tattoo in it down to my apartment and hid it on my balcony. Anyway a couple weeks later we were feeling weird about it because it's not like we could show it to people and be like hey! look at this skin I found, because they would wonder why we hadn't called the police about it when it was so obviously some serial killers trophy room. So we decided to put the jar back but when we went out to get it there was a police officer on my balcony looking at it, he had jumped down from somewhere. And he was questioning my brother about the jar and we told him that we found it in a room in the attic and had taken it to bring to the police but had put it out there so it wasn't in the house. So we took him up to the attic room and Nothing was there. It had been cleaned out. So they took my brother downtown for questioning. Anyway a couple days passed and I was having dinner with some other stranger that I apparently knew really well and my brother showed up and he was like "Yeah they let me go because the skin has been seperated from the body for longer than I've been able to do actually cut someone up" or something like that. And I was like Whew! Then we went and visited my mother and she had this ridiculous house and she was so rich she couldn't remember our names and she kept yelling at me because I hadn't brought her a drink yet and why wasn't I running her bath. And I kept telling her I was her daughter not her staff and then she'd walk off. So we were leaving the house and I slipped on some water, I looked at the ceiling and there was this crazy hole, SO I went upstairs and found this pink hallway with no windows and three doors, One door led to the closet in the master bedroom, One door led outside. Meaning if you opened the door and stepped [or crawled since all the doors were really short] you'd fall three stories to the backyard, and the third door led to a bedroom I'd never seen before and there was some lady in there watching TV. It looked like a hotel room. Then shakespeare started barking and I woke up.

And........................

I had a dream during my nap just now that I was stuck in a House with a whole bunch of people. The only people I remember really were Rodney from Stargate Atlantis, you, and Kevin Bacon, but there were other people walking around sometimes that I didn't recognize. Anyway there were zombies outside and they would be banging on the door and we couldn't get out. i found this machine in the basement that if you put change into would kill the zombies outside. There were these robot arms attached to the house and they had axes and would never miss taking off a zombie head. It wasn't working so I fixed it and then I was trying to find a key to unlock the box all the change was going to but instead all I found was a CD player that played songs totally appropriate for whatever was happening right at that time. Then I realized I only had a dime and a nickle left [it would go 45 minutes for every five cents] so I went looking for more change. And Kevin Bacon told me I could have his old roommates change because she died so i was going through it getting all the silver and it you were mad because it wasn't nice to steal money from the dead [I don't know why you are always mad at me in my dreams...that must mean something] But I told you that if I didn't we were going to get attacked by the zombies because they would break through the windows. Kevin Bacon was watching some lame music video by the way and dressed like a rock star. Anyway so you followed me into the basement and Rodney was there and he was yelling at me too because the Robot Axe Zombie Killing Machine had turned off since it had run out of money so I put in a bunch of change and then Wake Me Up Before You Go Go by Wham started playing and I woke up.

"We Looked Like Giants"

2007-05-08T12:20:46Z

Title: We Looked Like Giants
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Summary: What do you mean off-world isn't a good place?
Disclaimer (s): I do not own these characters, but I don't have any issues about borrowing them for a while. No disrespect intended.
Thanks: To zippityfeets and spacemonkey_27

M1K-479 was deserted and cold, dark, and damn cold. The only reason they had not gone back to Atlantis was the strange energy readings Rodney was picking up. As to whether it was a Zed-PM or some random thing left behind by a long gone civilization wiped out by the Wraith, they had yet to discover. That was going to have to wait till daylight because as soon as the sun had set and they realized just how dark this planet could get, it was apparent to all of them the only thing a search would get them was at best bruises and at worst they would end up walking off a cliff.

They had brought three tents. Ronan was refusing to share a tent with anyone and Teyla, being the only woman, got her own as well. That left Rodney and John sharing. Not that John is complaining. He and Rodney have had very little time alone in the past few weeks and it is driving him crazy. Still, sex off-world is stupid. John knows that, and it’s made even more ridiculously stupid by the fact that Teyla and Ronan are a mere thirty feet from them. But John doesn’t care. It’s really hard to care when he’s not currently thinking with his upstairs brain.

“I want to,” John whispers against Rodney’s ear.

“You’re crazy!” Rodney whispers back and rolls away.

John just smiles against the back of Rodney’s neck and wiggles closer.

“Did you hear me? No! Absolutely not!” Rodney’s voice is slightly panicked.

John’s only response is to bite the back of Rodney’s neck and slide a hand under his shirt.

“This is crazy. I just want to make it clear to you that I’m totally against this,” Rodney says while biting back a moan. And how is it possible that he’s already this hard when John has barely even touched him?

“Shut up,” John says as he pulls Rodney around. “They’ll hear you.”

And then they are kissing. Rodney’s kisses always surprise John. They are sweet, yet somehow dirty too. Deep and thrusting, and John gets so hard, so fast his head is spinning.

John breaks the kiss to suck on his pulse point and Rodney moans, rocking into him.

Rodney turns his head to the side, breath coming in short gasps trying to think of anything but how good this feels. Because John is currently kissing his throat and undoing his belt buckle and, and- if John doesn’t touch him, he’s going to come in his pants.

“Shit, Rodney,” says John, his voice rough with arousal. He stops moving and just pants against Rodney’s neck for a moment. “Shit.”

“Please,” says Rodney. He’s not even sure what he’s asking for at this point. Just something, for John to kiss him again or to move, anything.

John does move, he slides down Rodney’s body and sucks his cock into his mouth. Before John even has a chance to move his head, Rodney’s coming with a muffled cry.

“John, oh God, John,” Rodney’s mumbling. He grabs a handful of John’s hair and pulls upward. John covers Rodney's body with his own.

"Shit, yeah," John says breathlessly into Rodney’s mouth. “I want to fuck you.” John says, his voice is low and rough right up against Rodney’s throat.

“You’re going to kill me.” Rodney moans throwing his arm over his eyes.

“Hey, at least you’ll go out with a bang,” John chuckles and leans back, peeling off his shirt, tossing it to the side.

Rodney grins, pulling off his own shirt. “Your stupid puns won’t work on me.”

“They seems to be working just fine,” John whispers as he presses a soft kiss to one corner of Rodney’s mouth, then the other.

“I am not a girl,” says Rodney, irritated.

“We don’t have anything. So shut up and let me do this,” John says.

So John kisses him. Everywhere, soft touches of lips, barely there, slow and completely maddening, until Rodney is writhing and half-hard again, skin flushing.

Just about the time Rodney is about to say something out of frustration, John tugs Rodney’s pants the rest of the way down. John licks his fingers and slides his hand back, pushing one wet finger inside Rodney.

Rodney moans embarrassingly loud and John stops. “You’re going to have to keep it down, you know.” John whispers.

"Right- right, just more.” Rodney whispers back, biting his lip hard.

“Christ, Rodney,” whimpers John, his voice like broken glass. “You, you have no—,”

Another finger comes, stretching, and another---

Rodney’s biting his hand to keep from crying out, he’s not sure whether to thrust up into John or back to get John’s finger to hit that spot again.

John’s breath is coming in short quick gasps, he draws his slick fingers out and thrusts in, cock blunt and big and fuck, it burns. This is definitely much easier with lube, but it feels good. It feels fucking awesome, especially when they eventually find a haphazard rhythm and John keeps hitting that little spot over and over. Rodney wants to write odes to John’s dick, crazy thoughts that really only come when he’s being happily fucked into the bed or ground as the case may be.

John reaches between them and jerks Rodney off in ragged strokes. It’s so soon it almost hurts, but Rodney doesn’t care.

“Oh---,” And Rodney comes again, spilling over John’s hand and their stomachs, just like that.

“You came on me,” whispers John, like it’s some kind of revelation. His thrusts become desperate.

Rodney doesn’t say anything, just wraps his legs tighter around John’s hips.

“Shit. You feel so good. God…Rodney,” John groans into his neck.

“I’m God? I like that,” Rodney says, still not quite coherent from his orgasm.

There’s something about the way John comes while he’s laughing that makes Rodney feel content and he smiles.

They just lie there, resuming higher brain function. A few seconds later John slips out of Rodney, wincing.

"See! I told you it was a good idea," John whispers.

"I'm still pretty certain it was an awful idea," Rodney whispers back, but the goofy smile on his face does little to convince John.

TBC

STARGATE SG-HOT THE SHROUD

2007-05-08T05:12:28Z

My take on the last Stargate SG1 episode that most graciously reared it's lovely decorated head on Friday. But I've been too lazy to talk about it until right this second right now:

Okay! So I missed the first few minutes of the episode and no one will tell me exactly what happened and I was not around a TV when it aired for the second time, so I have no idea what happens until Daniel Jackson is Asgard beamed from some world into some ship that the rest of SG-Hot is currently in. Is it a sign of a bad fan when I gave up trying to learn the names of the ships? Probably. But they should all be called ‘Everyone on This Show Is Way Too Damn Beautiful to Be That Damn Smart’. This is a ridiculously long name for ANYTHING so it’s probably called the CapriSun or something.

As soon as Daniel says "Hey what’s up guys?" they zed-ap him into unconsciousness. Next thing you know he’s locked in a chair with an anti-prior device keeping his awesome powers away. Which is sad because Daniel Jackson + Super Powers + Restraints = some of the kinkier fantasies I’ve had. But that’s another story completely. Anyway there is JACK! And Richard Dean Anderson aka MacGyver aka JACK! Looks a little chubby and when did he get jowls? That’s okay because he is still the king of snark. Oh did I forget to mention Daniel is a Prior now? I think I did. Well he is. And I'm sorry for sucking.

There is a lot of talking and talking and more talking but I’m currently cringing because I can’t believe I find Daniel Hot with Prior face on. But I do, and I’m only the least bit ashamed of it. Anyway basically Merlin is protecting Daniel from giving into the Prior crazy and it was a real good idea because now he can go destroy some Prior gate. Itsy bitsy problem though of course is that everyone thinks he’s a nutter.

We get to see how he became a Prior. If they put in the brochure for Prior-dom that you got to tongue a pretty cute chick I bet you a lot more people would convert. Because boys are scummy. Of course I would convert if one of the Daniels said I’d get to have his tongue in my mouth. By the Daniels I mean, Daniel Jackson, Daniel Craig, and Daniel Radcliff.

Other stuff happens and I took a little nap and then Woolsey the Jack Ass says they are going to kill Daniel. Umm. Excuse me? JACK! Has a similar thought. Then Woolsey passes out because all that self-righteousness coursing through his veins has blocked the oxygen to his brain. Okay well that last bit didn’t happen. He says he doesn’t want to but we all know there is cake, punch and streamers in the giant empty cavity that would house his heart but is EMPTY.

But SuperPriorDaniel has other plans and he can finally beat the Anti-Prior device. He does some ass kicking and name taking and people beaming and he and JACK! set off to go blow up some Prior shit. All the while the rest of SG-Hot is hanging around in Adria’s Prior ship [which subsequently every time I think of, I say Pirate] trying to get Merlin’s weapon completed.

Then there are some explosions and some “Oh shit!” moments but just like they always do everyone comes out of it at least mostly unscathed. I’m not going to recap the whole episode because it’s been three days and I blocked some of the more insane parts out, let’s just say we are screwed! But of course not really because The Hot Smart Geniuses will save us with their Hot Snarky Hotness of Geniusasity.

In totally other news I tried to watch 24 because Michael Shanks is on three episodes but I it was SOOOO boring and I had no idea what was going on and I really just didn’t care at all. Especially after I saw that tool Eric Balfour walking around pushing people of the way with his giant jaw. He was in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre and ruined everything. Okay I admit, Jessica Biel ruined everything, he just helped her along with the ruinations. Well okay I knew it was going to be shit, but I was kind of hoping for a little less of the stink.

The. End.

FRIDAY MAKE E-BETH HAPPY

2007-05-04T23:08:24Z

As posted to blogger earlier but for some reason it didn't want to take here. Someone has it in for me!

Since I'm not real busy at work today and I also seem to be super motivated even though Robert Goulet is going to rear his crazy head anytime, I've finished all my work crazy fast and in between waiting for new things and pretending I'm still doing things I have been reading. And this is the funniest thing I've read today. Which if I come back and read it tomorrow and it's not funny I'll know it's just because I'm actually mostly asleep. Or maybe I'm just a ruh-tard. Also. I'm mad at everyone with my phone number for not text messaging me today. Except for K-Vicious since her phone has bunked out and yet she has still managed to send me flirty little animations. She's always trying to get into my pants.

Oh. Right. The quote thingy.

"I think the relevant text for this is actually the Genesis Apocryphon, which declares, "And verily I say that those with testes shall make upon their lips the sounds of destruction when having come upon tiny green men of plastic. And verily those sounds shall be followed by the sounds of death as it has been written that death shall sound, as with one upon whose foot a thousand oxen have trampled, or as so: 'Aiiiyyyyyggg!'" " As stolen from the luscious people over at Television Without Pity The Supernatural team.

Oh. I need a nap.

And also, Diaryland can kiss my ass. Thank you very much.

SUPERNATURAL

2007-05-04T02:19:32Z

Holy crap!! Tonights episode was so great. And the previews for the next two have my stomach all in knots. A TV show should not be able to do this. But....

that make me go a little squealy every time I see them.

And Most ESPECIALLY!!!!!!!

Jensen Ackles is so good looking it's fucking ridiculous actually.

OH WHAT THE HELL

2007-05-01T00:42:17Z

I'm not bored. Nope.

BUUUUUUUUUT:

Ask me about 3 interests and icons by leaving me a comment and I will do the same for you (if I haven't already).

Seriously. I didn't get it at first, because i'm slow. So go to my profile and ask me about three of my interests and then three of my icons. Which I usually only use one, but I'm trying to branch out and use more.

I swear. I'm trying.

ITUNES SAYS HELLO

2007-04-30T05:37:08Z

1.Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. NO CHEATING!

How are you feeling today?
“You Vandal”- Saves The Day

Will you get far in life?
“High Enough”- Damn Yankees

What do your friends see in you?
“The One I’m Waiting For”- Reliant K

Will you get married?
“One Summer Night”- The Danleers

What is your life’s theme song?
“Exsanguination”- AFI

What is the story of your life?
“Adelaide”- The Old 97’s

What was high school like?
“Listen Up!”- The Gossip

How can you get ahead in life?
“Get Me Off”- Basement Jaxx [Ha!]

What is tomorrow going to be like?
“So Lady”- Mary J Blige

What is the best thing about your friends?
“How Lucky Am I”- Maggie Gyllenhal

What is in store for the next weekend?
“Bury Me Standing”- Z-Trip [Actually this one makes a little sense since I’m going to Body Worlds.

How are you like really?
“Don’t Know What You Got [Til it’s Gone]”= Cinderella [Didn’t I already do a Cinderella song?]

How is your life going?
“Forever Young”- So They Say [cover]

What song will play at your funeral?
“Wonderwall”- Oasis [No you will be playing "Bye Bye Baby" - the Bay City Rollers & "Princess & The Pony"- Sean Na Na. I just decided for you guys, with a nice little clip show of pictures were I look cute so everyone can cry and cry and cry!!! I’m not a narcissist. Screw you!]

How does the world see you?
“Kiss and Control”- AFI

Will you have a happy life?
“Strange”- Patsy Cline

What do your friends really think of you?
“Goodbye Girls”- Broadcast

What song describes the person you’re attracted to?
“In the Satellite Rides a Star”- The Old 97’s

What message would you like to tell the next generation?
“Mind Over Matter”- Tony Faline

Do you have a deep dark secret?
“When You Wasn’t Famous”- The Streets

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2007-04-26T03:11:55Z

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