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Kevin Jonas is engaged what. BUT HE'S THE GAY ONE. Also the Jonas Brothers shouldn't drop bombs like that over Twitter idk.
IS THIS WHY MY INTERNET WAS BROKEN ALL DAY? SO I WOULDN'T KNOW?
This makes him pretending to be a high school kid on JONAS way way creepier, idk.
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2. I've started a del.icio.us recs list here. I haven't even finished adding the fic I have bookmarked yet, not to mention the stuff I love but haven't needed to bookmark, so it's very small right now. I'll finish adding stuff soonish and then keep it maintained; if you share fandoms with me and think I have good taste (which, tbh, makes your own taste suspect), you may wanna check it out.
3. For the crafty/DIY-prone on my flist, check out Generation T and Generation T: Beyond Fashion, books about converting t-shirts into...whatever. I find the author's writing style incredibly grating - very LOL OMG LOOK HOW ~PUNK~ I AM OMG PUNKPUNKPUNKPUNK DID I MENTION PUNK - but just skip the introductions (to the book and to each pattern). I've done nothing but sew all day, and most of yesterday, and even just hand-sewing I've got two new shirts and a pair of gloves already.
4. You will all roll your eyes and not listen to this rec anyway, but for serious give the Jonas Brothers' new album a listen. Especially "Much Better" - if I posted that without any info, and asked people to guess who sang it, I am 90% sure no one would guess Jonas.
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At least he's of age? IDK.
Of all my stupid cheesy loves, JoBros might be the first one I'm actually truly ashamed about. I HAVE TOPPED MYSELF.
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hector_sims here. Making this as good a time as any to remind everyone I won't be uploading the LJ hectorsims any more.This entry was originally posted at http://hector-rashbaum.dreamwidth.org/22
Sister has been using brother's room for a living room, since he's got a couch & tv in there, and she's using the living room as a bedroom so why not use the bedroom as a living room.
Anyway, problem with that arrangement is, the working tv in brother's room is mine. I let him use it when he was having trouble with his when he was home, because he watches more tv than I do and at the time I wasn't using my PS2 at all (so I also let him use that). Buuut since I need a tv to play my dancey game with, today after I'd cleaned/rearranged I went and got it back.
Sister wasn't home when I did that. When she eventually got home, she came in asking where "her" tv was; I told her I'd taken mine back and if that's the one she'd been watching then sure, I know right where it is, I am standing on a DDR mat looking at it.
She went whining to Mom and Dad about it. Because, y'know, in the midst of having these huge arguments trying to convince them that yes, you are old/mature enough to move out on your own (with no plans, no goals, never having held a single job...) the best thing to do to really hammer the I Am Mature point home is to go bawwwww to them about the world's pettiest (and most easily solvable) problem.
Soooo Dad comes upstairs, looks in our room, sees that the tv that is accurately described as my sister's is sitting unused in the corner, asks if it works, I say yep. At which point Sister goes completely flip-shit and starts bitching about how she can wait for TOMORROW and NEVER MIND. Dad tells her to chill, he'll bring the other tv in for her, and TOMORROW. NEVER MIND. *GIANT SIGH* *EYE ROLL* NEVER MIND.
WTF did she expect him to do, come in and take my tv that I bought with my own money away, leaving me with the $20 rummage sale tv that doesn't hook up to the PS2 (rendering it COMPLETELY USELESS for me) but is actually better for casual tv-watching 'cause its screen is about twice the size?
IDGI. And I know it's cruel but ohgod I can't WAIT for her to actually have to deal with reality. She's gotten all ~dramatic~ about how this town is KILLING HER DAMMIT, and I'm horrid but CAN'T STOP LOLING because it can't be all that bad if the amount of effort you're willing to put in (beyond coming up with completely unfeasible half-ass plan...things) is zero. HAVE FUN WITH THAT.
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Before you buy games with large peripherals that require a sizeable amount of clear floor, perhaps you should ask yourself "do I have the space for this? Can I make the space for this? How much work will it be?"
Of course, I could just...not be a slob. And then I'd have been able to skip straight to the rearrange-furniture step rather than spending all day cleaning in the zomghumidity.
But! I don't care that I'm hot and tired and cranky, I WILL play my dancey game tonight. REST ASSURED.
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Also a tacky-ass jacket and a poster of Kevin Jonas (DON'T JUDGE ME. It was on sale. DON'T JUDGE.)
I'm being responsible tonight and not trying out Sims 3 on the RAM-upped computer, because if I start playing I'll never stop and I'm tired. BUT JUST YOU WAIT, SIMMIES.
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I need to join Parentheticals Anonymous, apparently.
I've been getting shitloads of spam comments to my Dreamwidth lately, so I might be turning off anon commenting in the near future. If I do that, I'll probably stop disabling comments on the LJ crossposts.
Also don't expect to see much of me for a while, I've got Sims 3 and zomg. I didn't expect to get addicted as much as I have 'cause I was burned out on Sims 2 and I didn't think the gameplay would be different enough to overcome that, but it's not only different enough, the lack of custom content and expansion packs means it runs significantly better than Sims 2 (as long as I don't have too much running in the background), despite my computer only meeting the minimum RAM requirements for 3 and surpassing them by quite a bit for 2. Expect pictures in the near future!
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My dad was waiting for some variety of income or another to arrive before he gave me birthday money to spend with reckless abandon, which worked out because today was both the day he gave me money and the start of Bath and Body Works' massive-ass semi-annual sale. So I got some sunscreen (which sounds boring, but I'm picky as Hell about sunscreen because so much of it smells so awful - I tend to let myself burn rather than deal with the stink) and clearance lotion, and stocked up on the yummy after-sun lotion that is one of my favorite scents. And I got a bitching hat (purple fedora with neon stars on the side SO TACKY but so awesome). Also I bought pants. I hate buying pants but there were fuschia jeans in my size at Deb and they actually fit. I *wanted* this tacky-ass lightweight orange plaid bomber jacket that was on clearance - I expected it to be cheap as Hell 'cause, y'know, orange plaid bomber jacket (*bright* orange) but it was barely marked down at all, wtf.
I WILL BE KEEPING MY EYE OUT. Orange plaid will be mine, oh yes.
I have an appointment at a temp agency on Wednesday. I'm being awful and using the fact that I will be doing something productive in the future as an excuse to be super-lazy now, but whatev. IIIIII want a job plz world.
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Second: So I was really excited when I first heard about Glee, because it looked like basically High School Musical but all the time and more show-tunesy. Also it took me like three seconds to develop a crush on the lead actress <3
Having watched the pilot...I kinda wish I hadn't. Because there are so many problems in just the 43 minutes I watched even the super-awesome right-up-my-alley choir-ized "Rehab" and "Don't Stop Believin'" aren't enough.
The two main glee club kids are, of course, straight and white, but the rest of the club is populated with tokens. There's cardboard stereotype sassy black girl, cardboard stereotype effeminate fashion-obsessed boy (who's probably meant to be gay), boy in a wheelchair whose only two jobs in the pilot are to a) be mediocre so the straight white male lead can replace him and b) serve as a prop to prove how Righteous and Noble the same guy is, and the Asian girl who has no concept of inappropriate behavior and apparently has no talent ("Do you have any talents?" [beat] [beat] "...we'll find you something") (I was going to say "talent beyond singing" since, ostensibly, all the glee kids can sing, but her audition was meant to be laughable, not good, and I got the impression she made it because of the lack of interest).
Female lead has gay fathers, and all we know about them is they pushed her hard into singing and dancing (I'm not sure if we're *meant* to get the impression they're aggressive "pageant dads" of the "Toddlers & Tiaras" ilk, but it's the impression I *got*); the Indian principal is a money-hungry Plot Device, the lead teacher's wife is a materialistic nag.
It left me with a seriously bad taste in my mouth. I love my show tunes (especially show-tuney pop/rock songs <3), I'd marry Jane Lynch in an instant, and I totally have a ladyboner for the lead glee girl's voice (and her ridiculous character, idk)...but I shouldn't be sitting here trying to figure out how a show can combine all those things and still leave me wondering if I wanna give it another chance.
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The plan had been to go right when ON opened so I'd be sure to get the colors I wanted (8/9 is a common-as-Hell size, those always run out first), but I overslept a little. I didn't think 1/2 an hour after opening would be too big a deal, but they'd already almost completely run out of one color I wanted (orange :( they only had one size 5 and one 11 left; I wish they'd completely run out so I could pretend they never stocked it) and I ended up getting three different sizes to get the colors I wanted (I almost got the orange 11s, but they were just a little too big - I'd be tripping over 'em all the time). And I still only left with 5 instead of 6 pairs.
Yesterday we (Mom + sister + me) went to Macy's to get sister some prom shoes, she found nothing she liked but I fell in love with some purple & orange paisley wedges (PAISLEY. WEDGES.). So I was gonna go back and get those, except I was having second thoughts 'cause they were $60 which is way more than I ever spend on shoes (I am poooor) and I was having trouble coming up with more than one or two outfits to wear them with (I wanted them to replace these, which I wear with almost everything). But I was gonna try them on and see how much I loved them. AND THEN I had to walk by Journeys on the way from ON to Macy's (also from the parking garage to ON, but I wasn't paying attention then) and ZOMG. IIIIII have been in love with those shoes forever and there they were on the clearance rack you guys. I OWN THEM NOW my life = complete. LOOK AT THE PRECIOUS BOW. LOOK AT IT ARE YOU LOOKING. ~PRECIOUS BOW~.
Aaaand then I spent half an hour in Lane Bryant trying on everything pink in the store to match my new shoesies but nothing was quite right. It was actually fun, though, I liked the girls working there. I felt kind of bad, though - one of them saw my ON bag and asked if there were any good flip-flops left and I told her when I left there were plenty of most colors...and then I went back right after to pick some up for
truemajority and there was nothing. Sorry, LB lady. Anyway I ended up with just a couple 2/$25 camis (black and white yay boring) whee.And then Starbucks! Which is a necessary part of any downtown mall mission. Green tea frappuccino you are my girlfriiiiiiend.
I went home and then I got bored after, like, ten minutes so I went back out armed with my last $14 of check money and $1 of shoe money, first to the Greyhound Rescue garage sale (nothing fun :( usually they have some good board games) and then to TJ Maxx, and if I didn't find anything there I was gonna go get the High School Musical tote bag craft kit on clearance at Kinney's 'cause I'm cool like that.
BUT OMG. I have been searching for the perfect yellow scarf to complement my purple dress for ages, but either nothing's right or nothing's cheap enough (sorry world but my hard limit is $10 for a frigging fringed rectangle). AND I FINALLY FOUND THE PERFECT ONE it is long enough to tie around my waist if I so choose and it has awesome funky things happening at the ends and it is THE PERFECT YELLOW. MY LIFE. COMPLETE. Also I got an avocado slicer because I am horrifically domestic at heart.
And now I think it is naptime. Wheee nap.
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2. I am completely, absolutely, shamelessly addicted to Pet Society on Facebook, omg. If you're one of my Facebook friends, chances are you've already gotten an invite from me, but SERIOUSLY start playing so my pet can go to your house and harrass you <3
3. I am also completely addicted to Myxer.
screwthedaisies told me about it ages ago but I never bothered; I finally started playing around with it last night and zomg I am going to have the most annoying phone in the whole world. HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL RINGTONES FOR EVERYONE FUCK YEAH.4. I have this horrid irrational fear of June bugs and there are two in the room right now. BUT IF I CLOSE THE WINDOW IT'LL BE TOO HOT (our cats destroy screens at such an alarming rate we just don't bother) :( I was hoping I'd be a little better this year - there were bigger bugs in NC and I dealt ok, one even landed on my fucking toe once and I didn't freak out much. But nooooo I'm barely controlling the urge to panic right now and no one has any sympathy because "they can't hurt you" I KNOW THAT'S WHY IT'S IRRATIONAL oh god I hate them.
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I'll prioritize flisties, but if you know someone who wants one and there's no response after a few days, feel free to send 'em my way.
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But today on my first ride (aiming for at least two a day, ideally three - I almost did four today but I think that would've been too much), I did all the way round + home and actually made it inside and to the couch before I couldn't walk anymore. Second ride, inside and to the opposite end of the house, then upstairs, then back outside (I was changing, then getting a drinky from my alcohol fridge, then going out to read) before I had to sit. On ride three I don't think I could've done the same, but I'd just had dinner and this is the first day I've done three rides so I was tired from that, too - I did manage opposite end of the house then outside, though.
This is turning into little victories for my anxiety, too - the first couple rides I wouldn't go if there was anyone outside, but the day before yesterday it didn't bother me that after I got going I noticed someone out, and on both my later rides today I actually went out knowing people would see me - and looking like a dork, too, 'cause I was wearing a dress and never felt like totally changing so I just pulled some capris on under it. Yay me.
The ouch = first sunburn of the season, oops. I spent a few hours outside reading today, and I kept switching sides so neither arm would be in the sun for too long at once but they still both got a little burned. And the sun was *always* on my legs (actually just half of each leg, I had them stretched out in front of me and crossed at the ankle, so just the inside calves got it) so they're pretty roasted. They don't hurt too badly unless I'm not careful how I sit - if I get my calves too close to each other, the heat from one aggravates the heat from the other and owww. My arms are kind of bright but not painful, and they'll probably just be a nice tan by tomorrow night. And luckily my legs never hold any color, 'cause otherwise I'd have a seriously unattractive set of tan blotches in the midst of otherwise pasty whiteness.
In other news, I found a torrent of almost every Disney & Pixar movie ever (I believe it's everything but the straight-to-videos/crappy sequels [Rescuers Down Under & Toy Story 2 being non-crappy sequels, perhaps the only ones]) and who cares about those. It's generally moving quickly enough that if I prioritize I get [x movie] in about a day, so I'm OD'ing on Disney <3
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( Spoiler courtesy cut )
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RARGHGARBLERARGHOIRJIUBFIB.
Additionally,
BAWL BAWL BAWL SOB SOB BAWL WEEP CRY ETC. (I, er, had to turn it off at one point to go cry for *a full half hour* on my bed. I didn't even do that when Jin "died")
In conclusion, please make Jack Shephard suffer mightily next season. The really painful kind you keep making the people I like go through, not the emodramaJacktears wah wah life is so haaaaard *grows beard* kind.
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I've had consistent trouble using my LJ as OpenID, so I didn't think a ton of it when I couldn't use it at Dreamwidth, but it turned out to be a quick solution. I tested commenting in my journal with just the url, and that failed, but to fix it all I had to do was go here and enter my OpenID url, then grant access. This will create a sort of semi-account that has no actual journal, but has more privileges/options than an anon (more here). Actually creating the account allowed me to comment.
Anon commenting does work now; I don't know if it was turned off by default or if I accidentally tickied the wrong box, but either way I had it turned off and it is now on. So if you have no Dreamwidth and/or no desire to get one, and can't/don't want to get OpenID to work, there's always anon.
(actually this was yesterday, but whatev) I spent a while cleaning out my trunk/backseat (the back of my backseats fold down so I get more trunk space) to see if the bike fit. It does, sort of - if I get it in just right I can close the trunk, but that's a crapshoot, and it makes it harder to take it out again.
I had to go put air in the tires, and ended up driving down to Lake Street (the gas station down there has free air, lol, plus I wanted to return bottles) with my trunk unlatched. I should probably get some bungee cords (I did look into bike racks. HELLO expensive) or something, idk.
Then I was gonna ride for a bit but I found out the chain had come off the front thingies. So I got to fix that and feel all ~accomplished~, plus I got grease all over my favorite ripped-to-Hell dykey jeans so they're even dykier. Sweeet.
Aaaaaaand then I got to ride. I am a) wobbly as all fuck and b) more out of shape than I thought. I was just de-wobbling and feeling comfy when I started to get winded (at the next door driveway OH GOD I am so out of shaaape what). I could've kept going, I *think* I could've done the ride I was originally gonna do (there's a cul-de-sac at the end of our street, I want to ride around that once or twice a day until I'm comfy on a bike again and am up to what most people mean when they say "out of shape"), but I don't think I got enough air in the front tire. I'll have to check later and see if there's actually not enough air or if I was just looking for an excuse 'cause the neighbor was out doing yardwork and I was feeling self-conscious.
In other news I could not get awake today mothery fuck. I woke up at 9, went back for a nap at 10, woke up at noon, went back for a nap at 2, woke up at 4, and then took care of all the bike stuff. I'd blame caffeine withdrawal, which usually hits me on Tuesdays 'cause I'm more likely to have coffee on the weekend and it takes an extra day to really whack me, but a) it usually doesn't hit me this hard and b) I had coffee yesterday so this should be happening *tomorrow*
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