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The Good Day Meme

Every day for 30 days, people should post one thing about their day that was good. No bad things should be mentioned in the vicinity of the meme. Even if your day was rubbish and all you've got is "I saw a pretty flower on my way home," then you still post about it in all of its pretty flower glory and forget the rest.

OK, I have once again gone AWOL, for months. And I realize that makes my "Good Day Meme" stuff a little irrelevant, but I'm currently using alcohol as an analgesic for a TMJ attack, so I scorn irrelevancy. Hopefully at some point soon I will make an actual post. But I have just watched a music video that may possibly even surpass the video for the Beastie Boys' "Sabotage" in awesome awesomeness. And I must share it.

I am not a fan of Bruno Mars. But he has made an "alternate version" video for his song "The Lazy Song". Or, more accurately, Leonard Nimoy has made an alternate version video of said song. It is one of the most awesome things I have ever seen, and has re-confirmed for me that Leonard Nimoy is one of the few celebrities/actors that I wish I could be friends with. This video even surpasses Betty White's recent work in its level of awesomacity and makes Nimoy one of the coolest (and foulest) octogenarians around. And so I must share it with you.

Current Mood: drunk

My husband just made me realize that there is Wesley/The Traveler slash fic out there.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Current Mood: scared

I just got out of a two-hour conference call that made me want to tear my hair out. I need something to lighten my mood. So...

Last week, as a result of playing Kingdom of Loathing, Boyfriend and I discovered this website: Roy Orbison in Clingfilm . That's right. It's a guy who writes stories about Roy Orbison wrapped in clingfilm. We only read one ("Roy in Clingfilm in Space") because Boyfriend was rather traumatized, but...wow. It's, like, the most bizarre fetishizing I've read, as there's nothing even vaguely sexual, the author just...enjoys the thought of wrapping Roy Orbison in clingfilm. Observe:

I retrieve some cling-film from the Clingfilm Stowage Compartment where several hundred of the translucent rolls of joy glint softly in the cabin lights.

Roy Orbison unbuckles from his seat and floats out into the middle of the cabin, his black clothing billowing about him in the zero gravity like the folds of some black cloth manta ray. 'Commence,' he says.

I won't give away the surprise twist ending, but let's just say, if you're intrigued by the thought of wrapping Roy Orbison in clingfilm, it will definitely delight and satiate you. When you read the stories, and you will read the stories, picture Dieter from Sprockets as the author, reading it aloud to you. That makes it all the more delectable.

If you're a fan of Sarah Palin, I apologize, but I can't stop laughing about this.

Republican VP candidate Sarah Palin, on whether Alaska's proximity to Russia enhances her foreign policy experience:
"Well, it certainly does because our...our next-door neighbors are foreign countries."

Response from mrkottah on my local paper's message board:
"Get revenge on Russia. Give Alaska back to them on condition that they have to take Palin with it."

Current Mood: quixotic

Now is the time when I have to rant, because otherwise my head will explode. This is why I've been trying to stay away from any form of IM all month, because not only am I really busy at work, but I'd just spend the entire time complaining. I actually typed up a post detailing the bullshit that went down today, but it was probably 1000 words long, so I did the intelligent thing and deleted it. Let's just summarize it as, not one but two of our site monitors said to me today, "Let me get this straight. I followed the correct procedures while monitoring patient data. But they think I need to write up a narrative explaining WHY I FOLLOWED CORRECT PROCEDURES?!?"

Even writing about it isn't helping me blow off steam - it just made me madder. Gah.

Things that are making me slightly happier this evening:

A new picture posted by Audrey Kawasaki... (my default icon is stolen from a painting of hers)

A post by Neil Gaiman that perfectly describes how I feel a lot when I'm writing something (though Tolkein said it too, 50 years ago)...

A new episode of Sylinder: The Sitcom ... ("Oh yes, Chuckles, I can paint the future too.")

Also, spending money always makes me feel better... (And I totally want a print of the cover of issue IV)

And now I'm going to go catch up on Gunnerkrigg Court, which I haven't read at all this year. I was tagged to do a meme by both

invderlava and

croakvegas , but...man, I just don't have the mental capability to do it tonight.

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No, one final thing.

( BRAIN BLEACH. BRAIN BLEACH NAO PLZ )

Current Mood: moody

Just got back from six days visiting the parentals out of state.

With, as it turns out, no internet access.

Repeat: no internet access.

Ahhhhh, sweet, sweet LiveJournal. And Gmail. And the StarTribune website. How I've missed you. I will hug you and kiss you and call you George.

Also, the cars have to be parked on the west side of the street so they can plow the east side tomorrow, and I managed to get the car stuck in the one single snow drift on that side. But, you know, I'm not going out there with a shovel at 2 AM when it's 19 degrees Fahrenheit. The British Advertising Awards tickets are for 1 PM, I'll have plenty of time to dig it out tomorrow before we go.

I think I need to go get some sleep now. *pets the internet connection*

Current Mood: crazy

Tonight??? TONIGHT??? Was the awesomest hockey game ever in the history of hockey. Do you know why?

Marian Gaborik scored five goals. FIVE GOALS. If you don't know hockey, just trust me. In the average hockey game, an entire team working together may not get five goals. So when one player scores that many? You scream till you lose your voice.

There are few things in this world prettier than Sendhil Ramamurthy. That's one of them.

( I took pictures! I love my camera phone! And Marian Gaborik! )

Also, I posted my entry in the

heroes_xmasexchange...45 minutes late. *ducks and hides* But I wasn't fussing with it this time. I simply couldn't sit still and concentrate on posting after getting to watch that game live.

Current Mood: jubilant

Something suddenly triggered my brain to remember this, and I'm even more irritated than I was at the time it happened.

My phone rang at exactly 8:00 pm this evening. It was my mother. I answered it and had this exchange:

Mom: What are you doing?
Me: I'm watching Moonlight. It's gotten pretty fun to watch. Plus, I have to take notes for the review I have due on it tomorrow.
Mom: Well, I just laid down in bed, so I can talk to you for a while.
Me: .....

I really shouldn't be surprised when the Heroes personality quizzes tell me that I am Sylar.

ETA: I now have a Mohinder icon. Isn't it pretty? Suddenly I feel a lot better. Let's all look at it now, shall we?

Current Mood: grumpy

So I decided to install AIM on my nice, shiny, new, green laptop so that I could chat with people who were online. And I downloaded it, and I installed it. And within moments of finishing the install, I realized 3 things:

Winamp was no longer functioning.

Google Desktop was no longer functioning.

And my wireless card was no longer functioning. And I don't mean, "no networks have been detected" non-functioning. I mean, "server error malfunction" non-functioning. "You might as well not even have a wireless card" non-functioning.

So, tomorrow morning, I will be taking the laptop over to Micro Center and asking them to figure out what the fuck AIM has done to it. And hopefully it will be something very very simple, because I've already become accustomed to being able to sit downstairs or on the porch with the laptop instead of being tethered to this computer in the bedroom. And also because I've already spent a ludicious amount of money on this laptop. And you know what? Never once in my life have I had a single program install fuck up any piece of equipment this way. That just makes the situation EVEN MORE FUN.

Also? We are going out for a birthday celebration tomorrow for myself and another friend, and I was just asked to drive. ME. DRIVE. TO MY OWN BIRTHDAY PARTY. WHICH MEANS I WILL HAVE TO REMAIN SOBER. ONCE AGAIN. WTF, PEOPLE??? HUH??? I'm buying a damn Mini Cooper next year. I don't care if I can't afford it, I'm tired of everyone saying, "But yooooour car has the biiiiiigest back seat!"

Please excuse my ranting. There's no one around whose head I can cut open for stress relief.

Current Mood: enraged

I might possibly may have watched Supernatural tonight and may allegedly have found Dean to be rather charming and could hesitantly have not wanted to smack Sam for being all angsty and emo. Clearly I am not myself and am caught up in some sort of subtle brainwashing scheme and/or attempt to convince me I am going crazy.

I am now going to go watch Torchwood and look at Owen's pecs again in an attempt to convince myself that this. Never. Happened. Afterward I shall probably watch that shot of Sylar's back 7 or 8 times, in an attempt to forever erase tonight from my memory. Has anyone by any chance created a looped video of that shot for YouTube? Perhaps I shall. It would be a great service to humanity.

Current Mood: morose

So I'm watching the Torchwood rerun on BBC America while writing about it, which means I'm listening to commercials even less than I usually do. But for some reason I glance up in the middle of one for an upcoming show and see Sendhil Ramamurthy's face staring at me. From a uniform. Some kind of hot, special forces uniform. That is all black.

Dammit, I do not WANT to watch Ultimate Force.

Also? I am now completely distracted from writing, because I have to look for screencaps of Sendhil in that uniform.

Current Mood: enthralled

So. My laptop, which I really cannot afford but which I decided I needed for mental health reasons, came in last night, which was perfect--they'd told me it wouldn't ship till the 26th, which was AFTER the first of the trips I wanted to take it on. In just a moment, I shall complain about what I had to go through to get it, but first...the whores! Er, I mean, pictures of the laptop.

( Pictures, gushing, Windows Vista and the evil of DHL )

But hey! Green laptop!

Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: Bettie Serveert - Rudder

Great. I was thinking today would be a slow day and I could do the things I had to do, and then fit some writing and other things (like posting here) in around it. However, everyone is out or working from home today, and they've called in and asked me to take care of some things for them. I don't mind it, but they're things that I'm not used to doing, so it's going to take me a while. Which means my day has gotten very, very busy.

Oh--and I just got an email from someone with a bunch of questions about some data I provided last week. Which is going to mean another lengthy expedition into the database, on top of everything else. Grrr, grrr, grrr.

Current Mood: irritated

OK. So. I was supposed to get back from the wedding last night, and I was desperately looking forward to it, because not only does being around family 24/7 get very old very quickly, but I basically had no internet acccess and also couldn't pick up a cell phone signal the whole 4 days I was there. I couldn't even get Word 95 to work on my mom's ancient computer. So yesterday afternoon, my parents take me back up to Columbus so I can catch my 6 pm flight, which was an arduous journey because they're already turning into Those Older People...

( Follow the jump if you want to hear me screaming )

Current Mood: exhausted

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Good Day Meme, Day #6
KILL ME NOW.
People Who Are Different From You And I
Funniest political quote so far
LINKS. LOTS O' LINKS. YOU WANT TO CLICKY-CLICKY.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
A quick irritation
AAAAAAAAA!!!!!! Or, the last 90 minutes of my life.
There. Are. Four. Lights!
Distracting? Um, YES.
My laptop, it is here.
Aw, shit.
You may vaguely remember my name...

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Entries tagged with my head is going to explode

Good Day Meme, Day #6

KILL ME NOW.

People Who Are Different From You And I

Funniest political quote so far

LINKS. LOTS O' LINKS. YOU WANT TO CLICKY-CLICKY.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

A quick irritation

AAAAAAAAA!!!!!! Or, the last 90 minutes of my life.

There. Are. Four. Lights!

Distracting? Um, YES.

My laptop, it is here.

Aw, shit.

You may vaguely remember my name...