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I'm a big ball of suck!
Apr. 29th, 2004 07:35 pmI've been shirking LJ lately. I need glasses like nobody's business, and I think I'm putting a major load of eyestrain on my orbs. Eeee, with the hurting!
In other news, I wish I could use my brain more for fandom. I admire those people who post long, detailed entries (or even short ones!) full of theories and opinions and meta-whosis and OY! To quote myself (waves at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
raaone), OY! with the oyness! Holy hannah, it's all I can do to keep the lid on my skull after eight hours, I'm supposed to *think*, too? Well, y'all can just keep right on thinking for me, 'cause no. My grey matter is all swollen and puffy at the end of the day, completely useless for anything requiring higher functions than, "JC! JC pretty!"
In other other news, I find myself missing being able to check LJ at work. I miss it with the smoky, fiery intensity of a thousand burning copies of William Hung's godawful album. And that's a lot of smoky, fiery intensity, folks.
My 100 Ways Challenge story may or may not be finished. If you guessed the latter, you'd be correct. It's due Saturday morning, so guess what I'll be doing tomorrow? Challenges! I hereby give my entire friends list permission to kick me squarely in the tush should I *ever* sign up for a challenge again. I'm clearly insane and shouldn't be left to my own devices.
Oh! A friend pointed this out to me, and I'm forever scarred. Looking for something to serve at your next Halloween bash? Yes, it's months away, but a little advance planning won't kill you - or will it? It's a cake fashioned after a bloody, mangled human thoracic cavity! Click the link and be horrified! You know you want to.
Edited to add: Bwahahaha! I'm as shocked yet intrigued by blasphemy as much as the next person, so naturally these t-shirts caused me to laugh out loud. I hope that Jesus really does love me, and that he has a forgiving nature.
In even other other news, I've done no planning for Chicago whatsoever. *Yikes.*
In other news, I wish I could use my brain more for fandom. I admire those people who post long, detailed entries (or even short ones!) full of theories and opinions and meta-whosis and OY! To quote myself (waves at
raaone), OY! with the oyness! Holy hannah, it's all I can do to keep the lid on my skull after eight hours, I'm supposed to *think*, too? Well, y'all can just keep right on thinking for me, 'cause no. My grey matter is all swollen and puffy at the end of the day, completely useless for anything requiring higher functions than, "JC! JC pretty!"In other other news, I find myself missing being able to check LJ at work. I miss it with the smoky, fiery intensity of a thousand burning copies of William Hung's godawful album. And that's a lot of smoky, fiery intensity, folks.
My 100 Ways Challenge story may or may not be finished. If you guessed the latter, you'd be correct. It's due Saturday morning, so guess what I'll be doing tomorrow? Challenges! I hereby give my entire friends list permission to kick me squarely in the tush should I *ever* sign up for a challenge again. I'm clearly insane and shouldn't be left to my own devices.
Oh! A friend pointed this out to me, and I'm forever scarred. Looking for something to serve at your next Halloween bash? Yes, it's months away, but a little advance planning won't kill you - or will it? It's a cake fashioned after a bloody, mangled human thoracic cavity! Click the link and be horrified! You know you want to.
Edited to add: Bwahahaha! I'm as shocked yet intrigued by blasphemy as much as the next person, so naturally these t-shirts caused me to laugh out loud. I hope that Jesus really does love me, and that he has a forgiving nature.
In even other other news, I've done no planning for Chicago whatsoever. *Yikes.*
