prison for jerks

HI. I am in the midst of a bizarre mood swing! Everything sucks! Nobody loves me! Blah blah blah blah ANGST.

Obviously the solution to this would be to spend the day curled up in my bed until I can act like a human being again, but unfortunately, today is the day my mom is taking me down to Eugene to look at rentals. This somehow involves me tagging along at breakfast with her friends as well, which should be nicely awkward.

OPTION NUMBER TWO: Surround myself with fic of the pairing I have only recently discovered my fascination -- nay, love -- for.

This plan also hit a snag, in that the delicious offerings for pete/joe are really rather disappointingly meager. That's just unfair, you guys. What's the point of getting excited about another pairing if it's just going to be another rare one?

Siiiiiiiiiiigh. Today fails, you guys. Can we start over? Alternatively, leave awesome things to come back to when I come crawling home this evening?

"It's like baby!Paul Gross, Jonathan Rhys-Myers and Lance Bass formed a band with a Viking and a Dude with Crazy Hair."

Me to fox1013 about 10 minutes ago. As you might have guessed, I'm still happily burying myself in MCR pimping. YOU GUYS. I think I am a little bit in love with Gerard Way. I just-- I want to carry him around in my pocket and pinch his little cheeks! His SMILE! His earnestness! I just. NAWWWWWWWW.

*cough*

Today I woke up really early because no one else was home and I had to be up to let in the workers for the drywall. Not one worker has shown up so far. Lame. Very lame.

I'm applying for jobs again -- mostly temp stuff or clerical and office work, although yesterday I filled out an application at a really cute used bookstore. La la la, I need money, la la la.

I am totally being a procrastinator on my ds match fic. I mean, I have it planned out, I know the story I want to write, and I'm going to have it done on time ... but argh, writing is HARD, you guys. Did you know that? Why has none of you ever mentioned this before?

Self-study latin news: I have reached the third declension and it kind of freaks me out. I was getting into a groove, you know. speshope reassures me that I will adapt quickly and that all the really freaky stuff is still to come.

1. Job: grocery store deli clerk, training starts the 10th. Yay money.

2. School: taking Latin three mornings a week in Portland, starting the 24th.

3. Money: UO still hasn't gotten back to me on the results of the petition I sent them about last term's tuition, which means I probably have to call them tomorrow. Bleh.

4. Internships: have applied for an editorial internship at a crazy New Age hippie book publisher in Hillsboro. Fingers crossed.

5. Computer: laptop is still at Gateway, getting poked at. Best Buy told me it would probably be about two weeks, so I expect I still have a week to go before they send it back.

6. Insomnia: it sucks.

7. Food: I am craving peanut M&M's like a crazy person. Damn you, menstruation!

8. TV: I have continued this summer's habit of watching nothing except Doctor Who, the Daily Show, the Colbert Report, and Big Brother 8. Although since three of those shows aren't doing much this week, it means the burden is on Big Brother 8 to provide all entertainment value. fox1013 always wins in the end.

9. Books: books rock. Goodreads is making it really easy for me to keep track of just how much I've read this year -- 138 as of now, counting from my birthday on December 13th. This includes 32 in the "sffantasy" category, 29 in "romance", 23 in "ya" (some of those overlapping, of course.) I expect the romance numbers of going to go up significantly in the next week or so, because I'm having an itch just for historical romance novels lately, and they're quick reads.

10. Fandom: is awesome, even if it is the dog days of summer and I am sapped of all creative spirit ever. Hi, you guys. ♥

It is a hundred degrees outside. This is pretty horrifying, since people in the Pacific Northwest melt once it gets above 90. Blah blah blah the problem with having mild weather fifty-one weeks a year is the total inability to deal with the other week blah blah blah.

One room in my house has air conditioning and is shut off from the rest of the house like a cave. It is very pleasant to hole up in during this weather. Sadly, it is not the same room where the internet is available! I love you so much, lj, but not enough to leave the air conditioning more than a few times a day.

I think my next project for this summer should be trying to vid. Down side: vidding is really, really, really hard. Up side: ..........

No, I'm sure there's something. I keep coming back to it, so there has to be SOME reason, right? Right! Vidding woo.

I have sucessfully pimped my sister into Doctor Who, only to find the rental place doesn't carry any of the dvds. Between that and slow internet, I am being thwarted. Lame!

In conclusion, Ray Kowalski!

We all know you're soft cause we've all seen you dancing
We all know you're hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon
Until noon again
You're the boy with the filthy laugh

Belle & Sebastian is so far down on the list of bands I would ever expect to make me think of Ray, AND YET. Also, "filthy laugh" is a wonderful phrase.

I haven't been really posting at all this week, I realize, but it's not because I'm off having horrible things happening to me and making people worry. I've been home since Sunday, and I think I was totally right about getting out of Eugene being the best thing I could do at this point.

I'm being weirdly not very fannish at the moment, though I don't know why. The most obvious evidence of this is that when the "tell me what you want me to write!" meme was going around, I didn't comment to ANYBODY's. You guys, usually I spend half my day telling people what to write for me, you know?

I'm doing a lot of reading, which is awesome. BOOKS! LIBRARY! YAY! Lots of YA fantasy for me.

Question: if a girl wanted to do research on werewolves, potentially for writing later on, what sources do you find useful?

Monday night TV is amazingly awesome. Heroes! How I Met Your Mother! Both of them equal as much love and devotion as you can imagine from me. Tomorrow: GREY'S OMG. TV, you are great sometimes.

So I went home this weekend. I left Eugene about this time on Friday, and I got back yesterday at three. I was checking my email the whole time, but otherwise I ended up taking an unplanned internet vacation for the long weekend. If I had planned it, I would have figured I would go absolutely nuts, but it was actually really nice and peaceful.

Here is what I did this weekend: I slept a lot. I read a lot. I played a lot of The Sims 2. I cuddled with my baby sister (who is EIGHTEEN OMG). I ate ice cream (Klondike Caramel Pretzel bars = very tasty). I unloaded all my crazy onto my mom, who actually made me feel a tiny bit better and who reminded me of the all the reasons I don't want to drop out of school.

I have to study for my bio test tomorrow, which is the only reason I will be doing anything other than playing more of the Sims 2 today. (P.S., I figured out how to make it work. Yay me.)

In other news, fox1013 has informed me she officially loves me a tiny bit less, because I did not inform her that Callum Keith Rennie had been cast in "Tin Man". I explained to her that I did not KNOW that CKR was going to be in it until she told me, but this is apparently not a good enough excuse. But whatever, I am getting some points back for posting this entry.

Seriously. YOU GUYS. How awesome is this miniseries going to be? First: weird and twisted retelling of Wizard of Oz = would be awesome anyway. Second: Alan Cumming!!!! BWEE. My longest standing and still quite profound celebrity boycrush of awesomeness and cuteness and queerness. And now, thirdly: CALLUM. <3<3<3

This is not least exciting because it means now all of fandom will have to watch it. Hee.

Here are three things that I think are great:

1) I passed all my classes this term, so I am definitely graduating in June YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY.

2) My vacation has rocked so far, and I still have all of muskrat jamboree ahead of me.

3) By the time I got to this defamer entry about Grey's Anatomy, Disney had already pulled the clip from youtube. But I did get to watch THIS today, and honestly, does it get much better than this? I THINK NOT. So much booze! Addison is a pirate! Dempsey throws coffee on people! Fox, you need to watch this NOW. Unless you have already seen it, in which case you lose for not making ME watch it before this.

Since Friday afternoon, I have consumed the first 20 episodes of How I Met Your Mother. Result: I'm sort of love it, you guys. This is the first show I have ever seen where the characters make just as liberal a use of the word AWESOME as me and the people I know! That alone is worth many many many points. Plus, Willow and Nick Andopolis (aka that redheaded girl and the tall guy) keep making out adorably.

Notable guest stars so far include Neil and Bill from F+G (Freaks and Geek mafia, woo!), Mr. Aly Hannigan (Alexis Denisof), and the chick who played Charlie on Ugly Betty and Heroes, who looked really cute.

speshope drove me around Springfield and Eugene today so I could pick up my sociolinguistics final and some juice with insane amounts of vitamin C. Spes is awesome. And then we went to her house and watched a movie while I poked at her cat.

Next up in my exciting day: 45 minutes of YARDWORK with MY ROOMMATES! You guys, it was like a party. A really dirty party held outdoors that required a great deal of weeding and dirt and sweat and squatting.

Studying for my 8 am Monday phonetics exam! Possibly watching more of How I Met Your Mother. And ... maybe another shower, because see above re: sweat and dirt.

I got this new icon from poisoninjest. Cadbury Creme Eggs are my favorite seasonal treat! And as I commented to her, I think this icon has serious layers -- one tiny little square of candy and it somehow manages to be delicious, a little disgusting, and vaguely unsettling! Hard-working, man.

HEY GUYS GUESS WHO MANAGED TO LOCK THEMSELVES OUT OF THEIR HOUSE FOR THE SECOND TIME IN ONE TERM?

(Hint: me.)

Yeaaaah, I'm a pretty princess. I went outside to water the plants this evening and didn't realize my roommate had locked the door when she left the house earlier this afternoon.

There are very few things in this world I have more disdain for at the moment than locked doors which allow you to exit without unlocking. I NEED TECHNOLOGY TO SAVE ME FROM MY OWN STUPIDITY.

Still, getting locked out today from apparently eighty billion times more pleasant then when it happened in January. For one thing, it was for about 40 minutes instead of 5 hours. For another, it was 68 degrees and sunny out instead of 32 degrees and snowing. Furthermore, I was wearing clothes (not pajamas) AND shoes! It was not unlike when I was child and my parents used to force me to stay outside for a while despite my hatred for the sun, really.

Anyway. This hated term is almost over, though! I finished both the big projects today, so all that is left is finals -- an exam on Monday, and take-homes due on Tuesday and Wednesday. Then it will be vacation and THEN it will be jamboree! WOOT.

I told aerye a couple hours ago how I was thinking about various topics in my Vecchio love. Like Vecchio het (you know he's totally a great lover). And my huge button for cute!uncle!Vecchio, and protective!older!brother!Vecchio (man, I crave more teenage Vecchio fic SO HARD), which led me a brain tangent earlier about how I think Vecchio would actually be a really, really good dad. Better than either of the other due South guys, I would think.

EDITED TO ADD: Also when I was locked outside I found myself staring into space and decided that Karen/Jim/Pam would be the Worst, Most Awkward, Spectacularly Ill-Advised Threesome in the History of the World.

ficbyzee just forced me to watch another Fall Out Boy interview -- I know, the things I do for friendship, right? It's an older one where there's a part where they mention their favorite touring stories, and start talking about drawing penises on the face of drunk guys. Which is to say, teabagging is seriously like only a small step away from canon, isn't it?

Starting tomorrow, I am giving up soda pop. I am announcing this to the entire internet in the hopes that the more people know about it, the more likely I am to stick with it, because I'll have to admit to more people and have more shame if I fail. I was telling my mom on the phone today that I actually kind of wish I had someone with me who was quitting something big, like smoking, at the same time, so whenever I felt whiny I could look at them and be like "suck it up, erica, they're managing it, and they're doing something much, much harder!" But then my mom told me that apparently my dad has been cigarette-free since January 2nd, which, AWESOME.

The Sexiest Astrophysicist Alive was on another one of my podcasts this afternoon. I still think Sam Carter beats the pants off him.

These are the interests I currently have listed in my facebook profile:

linguistics, history, gossip, cooking, feminism, geekiness, science fiction, fantasy, unicorns, zombies, comic books, striped socks, pink glitter, weeks of rainy days, second run theaters, trashy television, quiz shows, npr podcasts, romance novels, bookstores, driving around aimlessly, being AWESOME, capslock abuse, ya writers' blogs

I'm sort of proud by how well that shows my personality.

Back to my evening of comic books and crossword puzzles!