6 Random Things Before DInner
Jan. 29th, 2008 07:52 pmDInner is resting. Thus, a list:
1. Note to brain:
The song you are singing on endless repeat is "Super Massive Black Hole." Not, I repeat, NOT "Super Natural Black Hole."
So just stop that.
2. Note to self:
If your intention is to write a long, multi-chaptered answer to "whatever happened with Remus?" and "what happened next?" after your very old fic "Virluentus Somnium," you would be best served by immersing yourself in Harry Potter fandom.
In Harry. In Severus. In Remus. Eat (lick?), breathe, and LIVE Remus and his angst.
STOP READING J2!
3. Question for anyone reading this drivel:
What do you think is worse – having a newish song with very few lyrics stuck on endless repeat for week OR having 3 beats of an oldoldold song suddenly re-start that entire album playing in your head?
3a. Does this even happen to other people, that you listened to one album just way too much and now a teensy hint of the music gets the song stuck and then the song after that and then the song after that and on and on? There aren't that many albums that do this to me. One is a thematic mixed tape (yes, because I'm that bloody old) of songs by the Cure. Another is Nine Inch Nail's "Pretty Hate Machine." And another, and today's current bane, is the Violent Femme's self-titled album.
Moral of the story? Beware what you feed your brains, kids, when you are in high school and college. It will engrave itself into the wrinkles of your grey matter and be with you until you are dust.
4. Winkle pickers? Seriously? Seriously? You're not just making up words now and pretending they're British slang to see if gullible Americans fall for it?
Seriously?
Also, my husband's reaction that that phrase? "If you say 'winkle pickers' three times, it makes you queer."
(Yes, this was after discussing the "Bloody Mary" episode/fable.)
5. I'm having this perverse urge to write het. Or maybe I just want to have sex with a girl again.
I love that both these urges are equally "deviant" in both my brain and my f-list/circle o' friends.
Or maybe I just need some cocoa...
6. Seriously, they're not that hot. The show isn't *that* amazing. But they're two guys, aged 24 and 28, and they GIGGLE. And I love that.
I am so doomed.
Dinner. Then coca. With lots and lots and lots of Bailey's Irish Cream.
*facepalms*
1. Note to brain:
The song you are singing on endless repeat is "Super Massive Black Hole." Not, I repeat, NOT "Super Natural Black Hole."
So just stop that.
2. Note to self:
If your intention is to write a long, multi-chaptered answer to "whatever happened with Remus?" and "what happened next?" after your very old fic "Virluentus Somnium," you would be best served by immersing yourself in Harry Potter fandom.
In Harry. In Severus. In Remus. Eat (lick?), breathe, and LIVE Remus and his angst.
STOP READING J2!
3. Question for anyone reading this drivel:
What do you think is worse – having a newish song with very few lyrics stuck on endless repeat for week OR having 3 beats of an oldoldold song suddenly re-start that entire album playing in your head?
3a. Does this even happen to other people, that you listened to one album just way too much and now a teensy hint of the music gets the song stuck and then the song after that and then the song after that and on and on? There aren't that many albums that do this to me. One is a thematic mixed tape (yes, because I'm that bloody old) of songs by the Cure. Another is Nine Inch Nail's "Pretty Hate Machine." And another, and today's current bane, is the Violent Femme's self-titled album.
Moral of the story? Beware what you feed your brains, kids, when you are in high school and college. It will engrave itself into the wrinkles of your grey matter and be with you until you are dust.
4. Winkle pickers? Seriously? Seriously? You're not just making up words now and pretending they're British slang to see if gullible Americans fall for it?
Seriously?
Also, my husband's reaction that that phrase? "If you say 'winkle pickers' three times, it makes you queer."
(Yes, this was after discussing the "Bloody Mary" episode/fable.)
5. I'm having this perverse urge to write het. Or maybe I just want to have sex with a girl again.
I love that both these urges are equally "deviant" in both my brain and my f-list/circle o' friends.
Or maybe I just need some cocoa...
6. Seriously, they're not that hot. The show isn't *that* amazing. But they're two guys, aged 24 and 28, and they GIGGLE. And I love that.
I am so doomed.
Dinner. Then coca. With lots and lots and lots of Bailey's Irish Cream.
*facepalms*
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Date: 2008-01-30 04:01 am (UTC)hahahahahahahahah.
now I need cocoa.
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Date: 2008-01-30 04:31 am (UTC)yes, i hate when that one song gets stuck, but the album? Makes your head pouond all day.
(#5 isn't as diviant for some of your flist as it may seem)
I has popcorn and cocoa, care to share?
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Date: 2008-01-30 05:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-30 05:45 am (UTC)There is no cure, my dear. Might as well give in and come to the dark side.
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Date: 2008-01-30 08:38 am (UTC)Also, wanting to do sexings on a lady sometimes isn't deviant where I come from.
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Date: 2008-01-30 12:58 pm (UTC)Ooh!! I *hate* when I hear a song on the radio or some way where the next song on the album doesn't come next (not always, obviously...just when it's an album that I know WAY too well)
You know, I've realized that this comment is as mushy as my brain right now and I'm gonna stop. I'm gonna go back over and drool at the Jensen picspam that someone posted this morning. That'll do much better!
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Date: 2008-01-30 12:59 pm (UTC)PS- I agree.
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Date: 2008-01-30 01:01 pm (UTC)Definitely the first. I can live with whole albums on repeat in my head, but I've gotten stuck with one little snippet of a song for DAYS and it drives me insane.
READ MORE J2! \o/ (and then I shall convert you to Kane *mwahahaha*)
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Date: 2008-01-30 01:26 pm (UTC)Winkle Pickers are real.
Never had a full album stick in my brain. Just the song.
Jen ;->
PS: Yay for the Cure!
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Date: 2008-01-30 01:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-30 06:52 pm (UTC)2. Immerse yourself in Remus. You'll enjoy it.
3. This is an 'or' question? Both those things suck.
4. Yes. Winkle pickers... man, you grow up exposed to British culture due to your second generationness and you end up weird like me. Winkle pickers doesn't sound odd at all to my ears.
5. Sounds good to me. I'll read it.
6. U R a perve. Accept it and get on with your life.
6.
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Date: 2008-01-30 07:43 pm (UTC)My dad had winkle pickers. ;-p
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Date: 2008-01-31 12:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-31 02:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-31 02:36 am (UTC)Today the song and the album are BOTH gone. We'll see how long that lasts...
Popcorn! *loves you* *cuddles up on the couch*
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Date: 2008-01-31 02:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-31 02:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-31 02:41 am (UTC)I suppose it helps if you know what winkles are, which I now do, thanks to wikipedia.
girlyflesh = yum!
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Date: 2008-01-31 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-31 02:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-31 02:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-31 04:15 am (UTC)I think you hit the nail on the head. ;)
I mean, yeah, I freak out every time. I didn't think Legolas was hot. I didn't think LOTR should be slashed. I didn't think Eric Bana was my type. I didn't think Ewan McGregor was *that* hot.
I was wrong. Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.
(Picspam link? Please? Otherwise you're just being a tease. *g*)
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Date: 2008-01-31 04:18 am (UTC)J2 - Recs pelase? *flutters eyelashes*
Kane, meaning Kane slash or meaning Kane the band's music? Either way, hook me up/point me in the right direction and I'll check it out. (I can dl my own songs, of course, just give me some recs.)
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Date: 2008-01-31 04:21 am (UTC)Never a full album? I'm stunned, with your many years of musical love. Not even one? NOt even by the Mission UK?
*smooch*
Strange as angels, baby. ;)
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Date: 2008-01-31 04:25 am (UTC)Really? Because winkle pickers sounds about as flamingly gay and unreal to my ears as, say, penis sparklers. But ok man, whatever you say. Either you're all in it together or my f-list says it's a real word.
*happily perves*
*snogs*
*gropes*