A black German Shepherd dog barking in the late hours of night

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:41:59 GMT

Some days I just want to climb up a mountain and scream obscenities for twenty minutes straight.

Today is one of those days.

Fuck, man, it's been days like this in a row nonstop.

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 22:39:02 GMT

Man, I cannot get over how fabulous this music video is. New default icon.

I know people feel very strongly about either liking or hating the fierce bitch but mannnn I am completely in love with everything she does. She has this adoration for the corruption of fame and it just tickles me.

IN ANY CASE.

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 19:56:19 GMT

I'm sorry but this is too fucking hilarious.

lol peace signs as gang signs. WINSTON CHURCHILL WAS CLEARLY A MEMBER OF THE CRIPS.

AAAAAAAAAAA

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 03:40:25 GMT

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 07:23:14 GMT

Umineko 19

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 07:42:35 GMT

Oh Beatrice, you fabulous bitch.

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 08:52:43 GMT

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 04:40:55 GMT

Man, I'm still in a ticked off mood. I wonder if I had bad dreams.

AAAAAAAAAAAA

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 04:00:50 GMT

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:10:43 GMT

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 05:27:15 GMT

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 08:56:41 GMT

EVERYTHING MECHANICAL I TOUCH DIES

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 06:48:58 GMT

SPARTACUS IS ON HULU.

OH KIRK DOUGLAS, YOU AND REX HARRISON WERE MY FIRST MANCRUSHES.

Edit: Oh my goddddd Kirk Douglas has a myspaceeee I must be his friend! His blog entries are so strangely thoughtful, this is quite surreal to be reading.

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 04:07:48 GMT

I will never, ever forget about last year's antapalooza

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 08:07:21 GMT

1:04:02 AM) burebureburebure: Did I talk to you when I had ants in my car
(1:04:19 AM) Dave: I DON'T NEED NOR WANT TO KNOW WHERE YOU'VE HAD ANTS
(1:04:22 AM) burebureburebure: Hahahahahaha
(1:04:36 AM) burebureburebure: so they were living in my radiator and whenever I'd turn on my air they'd swarm out from the vents
(1:04:46 AM) burebureburebure: When I told Bree she got this derpy look on her face
(1:04:51 AM) burebureburebure: "YOU HAVE BUGS IN YOUR BUG!"
(1:04:58 AM) Dave: fail
(1:05:02 AM) burebureburebure: I just stared at her
(1:05:25 AM) burebureburebure: Let me tell you, nothing like getting into your car at 2 in the morning, turning on the heater, and being swarmed by angry ants
(1:05:35 AM) Dave: stop grossing me out
(1:05:37 AM) Dave: and keeping me up
(1:05:38 AM) Dave: goodnight!
(1:05:39 AM) burebureburebure: hahahahahahaha
(1:05:45 AM) burebureburebure: GOODNIGHT DAVE SLEEP WELL
(1:05:51 AM) Dave: FUX YOU
(1:05:54 AM) burebureburebure: DREAM OF BEING THE KING OF THE ANT PEOPLE
(1:05:57 AM) burebureburebure: I HEAR THEY LIKE SUGAR

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 21:49:20 GMT

This child is wise in ways I can't properly express

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 20:47:04 GMT

I'm also using this in my Nanowrimo.

Friend's kid: This is a useless field trip. The bats will bite us, the lights will go out, the cave will collapse, and we'll all be killed. What a useless field trip.

What is the use of it? We're okay. It's nothing. It's a chemistry of a car crash.

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 08:42:00 GMT

The world was on acid today and I can't stop crying because of it. Bittersweet memories of places that no longer exist can bite my ass.

It probably doesn't help that I keep answering IMs, falling back into the past as if I don't have a present to grasp onto. Why do I always do this? I'm the one talking to them sometimes. It's like I'm a glutton for punishment. I never want these wounds to heal.

Agents are go

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 22:24:31 GMT

Computer cannibalized itself this morning, just now got it back up to speed. Still downloading drivers but luckily I had an OS lying around.

Apparently when it was doing its Windows Update last night it missed a kernel and got stuck on an endless loop of confusion, that one's new -- I have never seen that before.

Luckily, Vista was smarter than I give it credit for and it saved all of my programs in a Windows.old folder, so there isn't a mad dash to find disks. Zipping windows.old to its own drive, though, and will save it on a gmail somewhere in case this shit happens again.

All and all not a very good day.

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 06:29:34 GMT

SO WHAT PART REMINDS YOU OF US, GUYS

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 21:34:36 GMT

Bram Stoker's Dracula is up on Huluuuuuu

This sums up Pixar's Up:

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 08:10:31 GMT

::WIBBLES::

Coheed and Cambria I will never stop loving you

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 22:26:11 GMT

"It has been announced that the prequel album is planed for release in early spring of 2010."

WHAT
WHAT
WHAT

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 18:11:11 GMT

I had a really horrible dream that I was the only survivor of my group of people I know during a zombie invasion and things just kept getting worse from there. There was a giant counter that would tell you what percent of the population was infected and what bit wasn't. The remaining humans were using a really neat cloaking technology, though. Except we all had to live in tents (there were people living in an apartment building a couple blocks over but they got eaten because of it).

This guy gave me a rose and it was a poignant moment, because I think roses went extinct due to whatever made everyone become zombies. It was half dried out but I was insistent that I was given some of the rationed water to keep it alive.

It's really bad when my own latent beliefs on loneliness and feeling as an outcast begin to work themselves into my subconscious. Obviously, I didn't sleep very well. Woke up restless.

Can't fucking wait for grad school applications.

Hunger's Brides

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:00:31 GMT

So. Hunger's Brides. I feel like such a retard that I was making fun of this book on the way home from the library. When Bree mentioned the protagonist's name -- Juana Inés de la Cruz -- it sounded like something I had heard before but nothing immediately came to mind.

I originally checked this book out based on its length. Literally, we saw it in the library stalls and at 1300+ pages, I took it as a challenge to get through and brought it home with me. Once I started it, I realized who the hell Juana Inés de la Cruz actually was when the first narrator referred to her as Sor Juana. And I felt like such an idiot for not putting two and two together. It's the goddamn Tenth Muse of Spain. I have her collection of poetry on my bookshelf.

Needless to say I'm really glad I brought this home now. I'm a sucker for historical fiction and especially about a woman such as Sor Juana. I blame the weird description on the dust jacket which called it 'erotically charged'. Honestly. Sincerely thought I had brought home a rotten egg 1300-paged bodice ripper.

Edit: In case anyone's interesting on learning about Sor Juana I'd highly recommend the project started some time ago to recount her life and times located here.