1. I woke up to 3 drunk posts on my flist this morning. I feel vaguely as though I have failed LJ by not doing the same, and I was even out drinking with fangirls last night. SORRY.

2. Things learned from Wilby Wonderful: face touching = Canadian first base.

3. Fun-running (it's like running but BETTER) across the street right before the light changes while rageprufrock and leupagus are shrieking behind you = still funny.

4. volsi is awesome and is going to help me paint my room this morning. I am making her strawberry banana french toast as a thank-you.

5. After which I will go see Julie & Julia with miripanda, and then we're going to come back here and watch Merlin.

In conclusion, good weekend all around. How are you guys?

I was going to post Torchwood meta or something (if anyone actually wants to hear my close reading of one particular moment in Day 4, let me know!), but fuck it, instead this entry is going to be useless.

*Things I've Said Today on The Internets (because if leupagus and rageprufrock have to suffer through this, so should EVERYONE):

1. merelyn: Also, in new 'my-life-has-reached-a-new-low-but-I-have-no-one-to-blame-but-myself' news, I am now following David Archuleta on twitter and I have no idea why.
merelyn: (Actually I do know why, his twitter is like if sunshine and rainbows had a 140 character baby.)
merelyn: (GOD WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?)

2. merelyn: True confessions time: I have seen From Justin to Kelly.

3. merelyn: CLOSE UPS OF JOHN BARROWMAN STARING AT YOU WHILE IT'S RAINING IN THE WINDOW BEHIND HIM = +1,000,000,000


*In other, legitimate win news, Jim Parsons got an Emmy nod for Big Bang Theory! \o/ If you don't know why that is awesome and why the show is adorable in general, WATCH THIS.

*I think it's finally time: I need a new mood theme.

Dear Sunburn,

Thank you for the object lesson in proper sunscreen application, especially on my chest.

Ow,
Me



Dear Roommate,

Calling me "Fire Tits" is not funny. It isn't.

Okay, maybe it is,
Me



Dear Baby Laptop,

Thank you for dying for no reason whatsoever during Torchwood week. I DIDN'T EVEN SPILL WATER ON YOU THIS TIME. WHY THE HATE???

Speaking ill of the dead,
Me



Dear Flist,

Since I've only seen the first episode of Torchwood due to the above technical difficulties, thank you for not outright spoiling me for the rest of Children of Earth. However, I think I've reached my limit with all the mood spoilers (YES THE COLLECTIVE D FACE YOU ARE ALL MAKING- WHAT HAPPENED? NO WAIT, DON'T TELL ME. NO WAIT, I WANT TO KNOW. NO WAIT, SPOIL ME AND I WILL END YOU) so I've been absenting myself. See you on the other side after I get to watch them this weekend.

D:,
Me



Dear krazykipper,

You are sweet and awesome and I love our brains too and thank you for the virtual gift! *squishes you* There's a brain in a jar on my profile!

Braaainz,
Me



Dear People On My Flist Who Like Their Fanfic With a Side of Hookers,

In case you, like me, have lamented the lack of Hooker!Fic in Merlin fandom, lament no more! rageprufrock has your MFing back.

Hookerifically yours,
Me



Dear Shakespeare in the Park Management,

Next time it would be cool to list *both* limited distribution days on your website (which, for the record, is also shitty to navigate and generally uninformative) so people don't end up taking the day off work and waking up at 5 am to drag their hungover ass to Central Park to camp for tickets only to be told that there's no hope after the fact.

Still grumpy, DIAF,
Me



Dear Universe,

After three times of trying and failing to see Anne Hathaway and Raul Esparza in Twelfth Night, I FINALLY GET THE MESSAGE. IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. WHY DON'T YOU RUN OVER MY DOG NEXT EXCEPT I DON'T HAVE A DOG BUT IF I DID I SUSPECT IT WOULD NOT HAVE SURVIVED THIS WEEK.

BOO YOU WHORE,
Fire Tits



DEAR lillianloop,

WHY AM I AT WORK AND WHY ARE YOU NOT HERE ALREADY???

ILU, KEYBOARD SMASH,
Me