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Jan. 27th, 2011 10:09 amOKAY ALL DOCTOR WHO FANS. I DON'T CARE IF YOU HAVE KIDS OR NOT. YOU HAVE TO OWN THIS. YOU HAVE TO OWN THIS NOW.
"I'm getting married in two days!"
Feb. 22nd, 2010 02:50 pmWe watched Mega Shark Vs. Giant Octopus this weekend, and words can't express just how awesome this movie was. So instead, I shall leave you with this epic scene.
Horrors beyond your imagination
Jul. 9th, 2009 11:06 amI had a really horrific nightmare yesterday. The feeling of absolute terror still comes back to me when I recall it.
( What horrors lie beneath the cut? )
( What horrors lie beneath the cut? )
The summary on the back of my Warlords DVD, reproduced exactly:
Zhang Wenxiang, yellow longitudinal were bush subject, and Ma Yi-no discord, no concord, and become heterosexual brothers. The second longitudinal Huang's wife Milan love JET LI, but Ma Yi-establish a strong feeling of defense, was not broken by the love of Milan. Ma Yi-to be the new Governor of the two Jiang, Milan for the new Ma Yi-growing love and Ma Yi-Toachieve the new objective of unscrupulous, his moraland emotional defense also totally collapse, and finallysecured a Milan, killing brothers yellow longitudinal. Third Cheung heard in the matter so angry that the newMa Yi-assassinated and the Ministry of Punishment on confessed.
Zhang Wenxiang, yellow longitudinal were bush subject, and Ma Yi-no discord, no concord, and become heterosexual brothers. The second longitudinal Huang's wife Milan love JET LI, but Ma Yi-establish a strong feeling of defense, was not broken by the love of Milan. Ma Yi-to be the new Governor of the two Jiang, Milan for the new Ma Yi-growing love and Ma Yi-Toachieve the new objective of unscrupulous, his moraland emotional defense also totally collapse, and finallysecured a Milan, killing brothers yellow longitudinal. Third Cheung heard in the matter so angry that the newMa Yi-assassinated and the Ministry of Punishment on confessed.
Huzzah, more wedding nightmares!
Apr. 23rd, 2009 11:11 amLast night, I dreamt that it was the morning of the wedding, and the bridesmaid dresses still had not come in, so I took two of my bridesmaids and went to a warehouse owned by Lucius Malfoy (this year's hot new designer!) to search for them. We looked through floors and floors of dresses without any luck, and finally, I went back to the manager (who had by now just transformed into the less fearsome Jason Isaacs) to complain about it. He assured me they could sew something together in time for the wedding, so I returned to my hotel room, where my parents were lounging around. I asked them if they were going to get ready, and they told me that they had decided to attend their high school reunion that day instead (hahaha wut).
I glanced at the clock and noticed that it was already time to take pictures, even though I hadn't gotten my hair or make-up done yet. Then I realized I hadn't even booked a hair or make-up artist, so I started making frantic phone calls to random people, but the phone kept getting picked up by some weird preppy singing schoolboy (don't ask). At this point, the bridesmaid dresses arrived, and they were this silvery metallic abomination, compliments of Jason Isaacs. My brain kicked in at this point and I said aloud, "This HAS to be a dream. Too much stuff is happening!" and I ordered my sister to pinch me (this part was weird...I have never asked anyone to pinch me before, even when I knew it was a dream). She did, and nothing happened, but I still somehow used that as evidence to conclusively prove it was a dream and ended it on the spot.
If only I always had that much power in my dreams!
I glanced at the clock and noticed that it was already time to take pictures, even though I hadn't gotten my hair or make-up done yet. Then I realized I hadn't even booked a hair or make-up artist, so I started making frantic phone calls to random people, but the phone kept getting picked up by some weird preppy singing schoolboy (don't ask). At this point, the bridesmaid dresses arrived, and they were this silvery metallic abomination, compliments of Jason Isaacs. My brain kicked in at this point and I said aloud, "This HAS to be a dream. Too much stuff is happening!" and I ordered my sister to pinch me (this part was weird...I have never asked anyone to pinch me before, even when I knew it was a dream). She did, and nothing happened, but I still somehow used that as evidence to conclusively prove it was a dream and ended it on the spot.
If only I always had that much power in my dreams!
Dumb lj question
Apr. 10th, 2009 03:06 pmIs there a way to make your friends page a different layout than your own layout?
YAY GIRLY POST
Jan. 14th, 2009 10:03 pmI thought I'd do this post for fun, for everyone who enjoys looking at pretty dresses as much as I do. So here it is, my wedding dress runner-ups!
( Le Pretty )
And there you have it. My not-so-epic dress saga.
Leaving for Buffalo tomorrow, then to Cleveland. The thought of being away from internet so long FRIGHTENS ME.
As well as the COLD. HOW WILL I SURVIVE?!
( Le Pretty )
And there you have it. My not-so-epic dress saga.
Leaving for Buffalo tomorrow, then to Cleveland. The thought of being away from internet so long FRIGHTENS ME.
As well as the COLD. HOW WILL I SURVIVE?!
Thanks for all the comments on my dress! I finally decided to order it today, so huzzah! I'm relieved and slightly sad that I will no longer get to go to shops and put on unbelievably expensive dresses for fun.
What you all need now is...a KITTY PICSPAM. Sorta as a way of saying thanks. Mostly to show off my cat.
( A Day in the Life of Temeraire )
What you all need now is...a KITTY PICSPAM. Sorta as a way of saying thanks. Mostly to show off my cat.
( A Day in the Life of Temeraire )
I dreamt that Rose got plastic surgery to look like a man because that was the only way she could fool the gap between dimensions and jumped back over to this world so she could hook up with Real!Ten, and Man!Rose and Real!Ten met up in an airport and decided to get married on the spot, and their wedding was officiated by Iggy Pop.
Wat.
Wat.
LOS ANGELES IS BURNING
Nov. 16th, 2008 09:13 pmNo, seriously. You can't step outside without smelling the fire and seeing the ash floating everywhere. My family had to evacuate early yesterday morning, but since they're jerks, they left the cat behind, so I drove home to get her. The main streets were all closed, but I sneaked in through the side streets. She has never left the house in her eight years, so she was pretty upset when I kidnapped her.
Despite having a very angry cat locked in my bedroom, I still managed to have a ton of fun at the Hanson concert last night - barring the stupid drunk blonde bimbo in front of me who kept having her boyfriend pick her up every two minutes. And Tay is still very hot, despite some weird growth on his face.
I had a terrifically epic dream last night. I dreamt that I was part of some Torchwood-like organization that was led by none other than the dashing Captain Jack Harkness. The first part of my dream consisted of some dramatic backstory for me. My great-uncle Bill Nighy (wat lol) was trying to kill me to prevent me from inheriting the family power or something lame like that, so I escaped and joined the Torchwood-like organization under an alias.
We went on a bunch of exciting missions that I can't remember and then decided to take the day off by having a picnic at the local community center. There, we ran across a crazy volleyball coach (he was crazy because his team never won), who turned out to be an alien. He got into a fight with the old couple who ran the community center, so I went in to break up the fight, only to discover that the old man and woman were also aliens! Tadum! Some team member named Mia took the dinosaur eggs the old couple was hiding (I have no idea), and I held them back while Mia escaped to safety. The old lady had super alien strength and kept trying to stab me with a pocketknife. Eventually, Jack came to my rescue, and joked that the old lady only had a pocketknife anyway. I replied that a pocketknife would be a slower, more torturous death.
Somehow, in my dream, this constituted flirting.
Then we were on a new mission, traveling through the desert, until we came upon the lair of a sleeping giant alien spider (this may or may not have to do with the spider that fell on my lap last night and scared the crap out of me). Jack told us to back up slowly so as not to wake her, but of course she woke up anyway. We had to run back through the desert, but there were all these quicksand pits, and people kept falling into them. Most of my teammates and I finally made it to the end of the desert (which was just a door...?), but one girl driving a jeep kept getting cut off by the spider. I remember thinking scornfully that she was the only one with a jeep, yet she couldn't out-drive a spider.
So anyway, brave Jack went running back in to distract the spider so the girl could escape, but he ended up falling into one of the quicksand pits. I decided at this point that I was madly in love with Jack and dashed back to rescue him, but the spider jumped on him first, and they both disappeared under the sand. A few seconds later, his hand popped out (in time with dramatic movie soundtrack music), and I grabbed it and helped him out. I asked him how he had ever managed to wrestle a giant spider in a quicksand pit, and he replied that he had gotten some help. At this point, the black villain guy from Serenity showed up and was like, "Hi, I want to join your organization!" I knew he was a villain because I recognized him from the Serenity movie (lol), but he was like, "This is true; I have been spent to spy on you. But you're going to let me join anyway because I have not yet done anything wrong, and I saved Jack's life." WTF I don't know.
Then Jack and I made out!
Woohoo!
But, alas, it was not to be my Mary-Sue moment, because I realized he wasn't very into it. My mind reasoned, "Oh, it must be because John Barrowman is gay," and I was really disappointed.
THE END.
Stupid cockblocking dreams. D:
Despite having a very angry cat locked in my bedroom, I still managed to have a ton of fun at the Hanson concert last night - barring the stupid drunk blonde bimbo in front of me who kept having her boyfriend pick her up every two minutes. And Tay is still very hot, despite some weird growth on his face.
I had a terrifically epic dream last night. I dreamt that I was part of some Torchwood-like organization that was led by none other than the dashing Captain Jack Harkness. The first part of my dream consisted of some dramatic backstory for me. My great-uncle Bill Nighy (wat lol) was trying to kill me to prevent me from inheriting the family power or something lame like that, so I escaped and joined the Torchwood-like organization under an alias.
We went on a bunch of exciting missions that I can't remember and then decided to take the day off by having a picnic at the local community center. There, we ran across a crazy volleyball coach (he was crazy because his team never won), who turned out to be an alien. He got into a fight with the old couple who ran the community center, so I went in to break up the fight, only to discover that the old man and woman were also aliens! Tadum! Some team member named Mia took the dinosaur eggs the old couple was hiding (I have no idea), and I held them back while Mia escaped to safety. The old lady had super alien strength and kept trying to stab me with a pocketknife. Eventually, Jack came to my rescue, and joked that the old lady only had a pocketknife anyway. I replied that a pocketknife would be a slower, more torturous death.
Somehow, in my dream, this constituted flirting.
Then we were on a new mission, traveling through the desert, until we came upon the lair of a sleeping giant alien spider (this may or may not have to do with the spider that fell on my lap last night and scared the crap out of me). Jack told us to back up slowly so as not to wake her, but of course she woke up anyway. We had to run back through the desert, but there were all these quicksand pits, and people kept falling into them. Most of my teammates and I finally made it to the end of the desert (which was just a door...?), but one girl driving a jeep kept getting cut off by the spider. I remember thinking scornfully that she was the only one with a jeep, yet she couldn't out-drive a spider.
So anyway, brave Jack went running back in to distract the spider so the girl could escape, but he ended up falling into one of the quicksand pits. I decided at this point that I was madly in love with Jack and dashed back to rescue him, but the spider jumped on him first, and they both disappeared under the sand. A few seconds later, his hand popped out (in time with dramatic movie soundtrack music), and I grabbed it and helped him out. I asked him how he had ever managed to wrestle a giant spider in a quicksand pit, and he replied that he had gotten some help. At this point, the black villain guy from Serenity showed up and was like, "Hi, I want to join your organization!" I knew he was a villain because I recognized him from the Serenity movie (lol), but he was like, "This is true; I have been spent to spy on you. But you're going to let me join anyway because I have not yet done anything wrong, and I saved Jack's life." WTF I don't know.
Then Jack and I made out!
Woohoo!
But, alas, it was not to be my Mary-Sue moment, because I realized he wasn't very into it. My mind reasoned, "Oh, it must be because John Barrowman is gay," and I was really disappointed.
THE END.
Stupid cockblocking dreams. D:
Today's Wedding Planning Thought
Oct. 16th, 2008 11:01 amVINNY: I wonder if there was a wedding coordination office for anyone who wanted to get married on the Death Star.
Nerd. ♥
Nerd. ♥
I dreamt that for her 21st birthday, my sister Bebe decided to go out and hire "escorts" to, well, escort us around town (WHY ARE MY DREAMS RATED PG). Somehow, I ended up with Takeshi Kaneshiro as my escort, but before anyone gets too excited, it wasn't really him. It was this short, not-as-hot version of him (bootleg?!?). So I went around town with bootleg!Takeshi, and even though he wasn't the real version, I was still really nervous around him. I could not walk straight for the life of me and kept falling over, no matter how hard I tried, and he kept having to prop me up, with this look in his eye that indicated he thought I was some silly stupid girl who kept falling over on purpose. We walked around a bookstore for awhile (guess that's my sister's idea of "a night on the town"), and then returned to this video store to return our escorts (WHAT). Takeshi immediately disappeared while my sister attempted to sort out the bill. It occurred to me that perhaps I should have tipped my escort, so I ran outside to look for him.
Suddenly, my escort wasn't Takeshi anymore, it was Peter Pevensie (THE REAL DEAL THIS TIME, NO BOOTLEG VERSIONS HERE). I shyly handed him $5 and said I had a great time (LOL DREAM SELF IS STILL CHEAP). He smiled and said he enjoyed our time too, and it suddenly occurred to me that damn, he looks very hot right now. So I started flirting with him, and he flirted back and asked me for my number. Very excited, I ran off to find pen and paper, which, of course, was nowhere to be found. Finally, I picked up this rainbow pen and a random flyer and attempted to scrawl my name and number on it somewhere, but the pen kept bleeding rainbow ink all over the place.
THEN I WOKE UP AND I WAS REALLY SAD AND ANGRY THAT MY DREAM HAD GOTTEN ME NOWHERE. DAMN YOOOOU, SUBCONSCIOUS.
Suddenly, my escort wasn't Takeshi anymore, it was Peter Pevensie (THE REAL DEAL THIS TIME, NO BOOTLEG VERSIONS HERE). I shyly handed him $5 and said I had a great time (LOL DREAM SELF IS STILL CHEAP). He smiled and said he enjoyed our time too, and it suddenly occurred to me that damn, he looks very hot right now. So I started flirting with him, and he flirted back and asked me for my number. Very excited, I ran off to find pen and paper, which, of course, was nowhere to be found. Finally, I picked up this rainbow pen and a random flyer and attempted to scrawl my name and number on it somewhere, but the pen kept bleeding rainbow ink all over the place.
THEN I WOKE UP AND I WAS REALLY SAD AND ANGRY THAT MY DREAM HAD GOTTEN ME NOWHERE. DAMN YOOOOU, SUBCONSCIOUS.
