dodger_sister: (exercise)
So, I was going to make a post that said - "Misha Collins and Jeffrey Dean Morgan are going to be in a movie together!" - And then put a LJ cut and say, "Click here for more info" - and then when you clicked it, it was going to say, "Seriously, it's April 1st. I can't believe you bitches fell for that."

But then I thought, "If someone did that to me, I would hire someone to hack their LJ account, find out where they live, and then there would be blood shed and bonfires."

I guess I just love you all too much. That's why I didn't do it. Not because as I was making that post, I realized all of my icons had been declared invalid and I was all, "WHAT?!" and ran around until I realized my credit card expired in the middle of March and I had forgotten to update with my new one. Oops. All fixed now.

Exercise - some blahblahblahing about my routine... )

I have been bad about keeping up on my to-do-list this week. I keep getting distracted by fics that I don't have time to be reading. I'm currently reading an Angel (the tv show) post-apocalypse AU from Wesley's POV. It is captivating. I did just write 1,000 words of fic though, so yay that!

I had a horrible dream last night where I was a freshman in high school and I was at some horrible school dance and Casey Affleck, the cool senior with a motorcycle, was there. He called me over and all my friends were in a twitter about it. There was flirting and a lot of me admiring his motorcycle and then A CAR FELL OUT OF THE SKY AND CRUSHED HIM TO DEATH! It was not a good dream. Well, it was - he wanted to give me a ride on his bike - but then he got crushed like a cartoon, so...yeah. And all I could think was, "I wonder if Bones and Booth will investigate this. It seems like their kind of case."

They say dreams shed light on our subconscious and help us work through our stresses. All mine ever say about me is that I watch too much TV and spend way to much time being a FanGirl.

I'M GOING TO SEE SOURCE CODE TOMORROW!! Because Jake is cute. It looks entertaining. And my sister said we were. And I am just that easy.

Also, I may have something for you this weekend, but I have told myself I must finish filing away my 9 months worth of mail before I can make crazy posts.

Enjoy your weekend!
dodger_sister: (school of rock)
How was your weekend? So I was watching Friends again (while I ate my chocolate ice cream mixed with mint chocolate chip ice cream with chocolate sprinkles on top - delicious and totally worth the heartburn and sugar-induced shaking that followed). Anyways, right, Friends...GIOVANNI RIBISI WILL AMUSE ME FOREVER!

Frank Jr's description of his weekend - "We went to Times Square, got ninja stars, I got punched by a hooker..."
Phoebe: She wasn't a hooker.
Frank JR: She will be when I tell my friends.

LMAO. It was also the episode where he says, "I like things that melt, I don't like things that don't melt"...but I SWORE it was BURN - "I like things that burn, I don't like things that don't burn." Do you think it's possible that teenage!me put the word "burn" in there because I LIKE THINGS THAT BURN?! Hmmm...

Anyway, on Friday The BFF came down. For some reason when we sit around the living room and have the most ridiculous conversations about nonsense, it is the most fun ever. It is absolutely no different from when we do that on the phone - but when we are in the same room, it just seems better. IDK why. Then we all watched Glee clips, looked at everyone's Sims updates, watched "How To Train Your Dragon" - which we did just see, but this time The Nephew wasn't there to give a running commentary in my ear, lol. Plus The BFF had never seen it and she hearts Craig Ferguson, as one should. Then we talked about Craig Ferguson & Jeffrey Dean Morgan forever with hearts.

On Saturday, I literally laid around all afternoon and played my handheld and watched a House marathon while my sister put her new bookshelves together. Then one of my cousins came over and helped her finish up and then my sister bought us all Chinese food for dinner. Whenever we have dinner with this cousin, we inevitably end up talking about Bones and Criminal Minds. My cousin is such a giant Reid-fangirl, it is kind of adorable. Then I actually got to read a little fanfic.

On Sunday, The Guy Cousin brought his kids over - The Boy Cousin who is almost 11 and The Little Girl Cousin who is almost 7. In three hours we played Uno, Punch-Out on the original Nintendo, the crocodile game, I Spy, War, Simpsons Roadrage and did a puzzle. Those kids are exhausting. We hadn't seen them in forever though, so it was sweet. And I guess they have been sick for like two weeks. The Guy Cousin is laid of work right now and he said he had one or the other of them home with him every day for the last two weeks. He looked so relieved to have some adults to talk to. As per usual, we argued movies.

Then they left and my sister decided we needed massive amounts of sugar, so she went and got us the above mentioned ice cream, of which I ate half yesterday and the rest today. This place has every candy topping Jared has ever dreamed up and you can get your ice cream flavors all swirled together with anything on top, except like live crickets - sooooo good.

I was going to complain about some bullshit, but eh, I'm tired now.

Maybe tomorrow.

In sum - These pictures of Misha make me want to write Watcher!Castiel fic. It's the vest. Let's all think about Castiel and Giles drinking tea together, k? Great.


dodger_sister: (lord of the rings)
I am so lame on a Saturday night. I wanted to do an art project but the universe internet is conspiring against me.

Does anybody have a picture of Eomer on a horse? I looked, but I was given three options:

1) Where he is surrounded by Riders and I can't cut just him out of the picture.
2) The only part of the horse visible is the head.
3) I actually got a shot of just Eomer and his horse, but it was action!figure!Eomer, so...that didn't work either.

I thought I would do something creative out in the living room with my Glee music and/or Bones marathon on - since I have the house to myself. It seems like a waste to have free range of the whole house and not have to be quiet because The Sister goes to bed at 9pm - (well, she gets up at 5am, so I don't blame her). It also seems like a waste not to take my pants off, or my shirt - (I say 'pants' but I prefer to remove my shirt when I'm home alone. I don't know why).

But it's cold, so I am fully clothed.

And apparently I am not as artistic as I think I am - all the horses I have tried so far look like Doberman Pinschers. And so now, I'm here at 7:30pm and I am seriously thinking about just going to my room and getting on the internet.

This is a sad state of affairs, you guys. How lame am I? It's Saturday night, I got the place to myself.

I am going to read my Flist while Bones runs on my TV.

That's what I do every night! Dammit. I am so lame.

Okay, okay...how about you also send me any of your favorite Lord of the Rings "fellowship" or "brotherhood" type pictures that evoke bonding and friendship.

AND...my Supernatural peeps, how about your favorite Dean and Sam being Brothers! picture, with or without The Impala, your choice - (I would like The Impala, but I don't know if I have the talent for that. My confidence is clearly shot today).

Or Chuck typing - that would also be cool to hang on the wall over my computer while I am writing.

Please. Thank you.

I will go eat dinner now.

Feel free to give me some good shots, even if it isn't Saturday night when you read this. I've been wanting to do an art project for awhile, so I can always work on it later this week.

That is all.

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