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A meme I stole from Jesse. )

That doctor's appointment went pretty well- I am now back on the crazymeds, which is already turning out to be a rich and rewarding experience! Especially the first day. )

PSA: I know that there are people on my flist who are straight edge, and who therefore might not agree with taking antidepressants. I understand that, and if you feel like you need to defriend me because of it, well, I understand that too. Just putting that out there.

In less crazy news, Mikey Way continues to delight me by existing. And by talking more about his friends and his brother than himself. And by using the word "diddling."

Greta Salpeter also delights me, albeit in a different way.* "That night, I'd fallen asleep with mixing nightmares of Cinderella slicing her heels with a serrated knife to fit the glass slipper and scenes of Christian Bale slashing women apart after engaging in perverse sexual acts with them." LADY, YOU ARE A PSYCHOPATH. ♥

I saw someone on the bus today who looked like a girl version of Bert McCracken and it made me want to read girl!Bert/girl!Gerard. Has anyone written that? Because if all else fails I may need to do it myself.

*does not have three pages already written, no sir*

*also, does not have nearly finished girl!Pete/girl!Mikey anywhere on hir hard drive*


I've been itching to go to the movies lately, but when I was looking at the listings there wasn't anything that caught my eye. (Except for Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist, but I promised Little Sister I'd see that with her.) So I started thinking about what kind of movie I would want to see, and decided that as of this very moment my dream movie would be co-written by Joss Whedon and Diablo Cody, directed by Ridley Scott, produced by Christine Vachon, and starring Summer Glau, Ellen Page, and Alia Shawkat.

Co-starring Maggie Gyllenhaal and Alan Rickman.

With a score by Le Tigre.

And it would be about girl spies.

In SPACE.

Raise your hand if you'd watch the hell out of that, please.


* Pun intended. Pun always intended.

ETA: Go say nice things about people you like! Because that's never a bad thing.
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I ATEN'T DEAD. (Yet.)

Moving is ass, you guys. As of last night, we were all sleeping on air mattresses; as of tonight, we will all be sleeping on our fourth cousins' couches; as of tomorrow, we will all be sleeping in the van. And I won't be able to shower for days. YAY.

The cats are super freaked. Dyson has been hiding under a chair for the last four hours.

I have many fun and interesting things to say, like about how camp is over and was both magical and terrifying, and about how I helped steal ice cream at midnight (I was a sentinel!), and about how I hate Macs, and about how I said goodbye to streets and trees and old graffiti, and about how canoeing in the dark is that much better when you make code names for each other, and about how my lip is infected (neither fun nor interesting, but topical, I think), and about how I seem to have the magical ability to queer straight girls, and about how I can keep going on very little sleep and a bottle of Nos for-EVER,* and about [livejournal.com profile] redheaded_itch's groovy new apartment, and about how the Hush Sound wrote a song about Barack Obama and how precious is that, seriously, and about how swinging on swings is better when you can see the stars, but at the moment I am busy watching a documentary with Little Sister and Little Brother about how Wal-Mart is evil. (Little Sister chose it. I love my family, have I mentioned that recently? Well, I do.)

* RED BULL IS FOR WUSSIES. YEAH. I SAID IT.

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