So I told myself that I needed to post at least once a day. Because I really just need to post once a day.

I have a whole list of things I want to babble/bitch about. A list.

In no particular order:

  • Raiding with my WoW guild.

  • Reaction to SPN 417.

  • New games.

  • Dragon eggs.

  • Life in Alabama.

  • Sexism is alive and well in WoW.

  • TV I need to catch up on.

  • My shiny Kindle. (Oh, how I love you so.)

  • Family up north.

  • Grandpeanut!

  • Why are there no pickles on my cheeseburgers? (This one probably won't have much to expand upon.)

  • Best sex dream evar.

Hmm. I know there were others. I know there were. And because I didn't write them down someplace, they are now lost in the black hole that used to be my mind.

Anyway. I just realized I might need to do a little house-cleaning before I go into about half of these topics. Otherwise.... DRAMA BUTTON WILL BE USED!
As I watch House, I'm seriously disturbed at the frequency that they start, almost start and perform brain/cranial surgery before someone miraculously discovers at the last second the real diagnosis and stops the procedure.

Please, if you have any doubts whatsoever, never let them drill into my brain until they've checked the cat for fleas, the house for pesticides and my hooker for syphilis.

Thank you.
I am so ridiculously tired. I have my follow-up doctor appointment on Friday, to get all the results for the tests I had done on Monday.

I'm expecting to find out I have thyroid problems. I'm actually looking forward to this diagnosis, if the medication will stop me from being tired all the time, among other things.

Meanwhile, I'm just watching House episodes. I'm about half way through season 3. He's such an incredible jerk, but I adore him so.

I don't know. I really got nothing exciting or interesting. When did my life become so utterly worthless? *sigh*

Here. Have dragon eggs instead.

Adopt one today! Adopt one today!
Jensen and Jared need to make babies. Seriously. Because if this is what they'd look like? The world needs their genes mixed up and smooshed together. Yes yes.

Jared Padalecki's Face Combined with Jensen Ackles -

I mean really. Can I has one of those?

Someone make them breed. Stat.

(Oh, god. I'm watching far too much House.)

And yes. Update on my dragonses. Because I can.

Adopt one today!Adopt one today!Adopt one today!
So, I've been meaning to post this for a while now. Seems like as good a time as any. No, I have no ulterior motives, why do you ask? *eyedart*

And here we go!

Things I've Learned... )

Basically, though, I like it here. I like the weather so far. Not looking forward to black ice season, which we in the north call "winter", but I'm not out driving all that much, so it shouldn't be too bad.

Oh! And look, I have a golden dragon egg! *eyedart*

Adopt one today!

What? What?! I had no ulterior motives for this post. It's just an afterthought!
digital_opium: (Not Good)
( Jun. 29th, 2008 09:54 am)
Point the first: I had weird dreams and woke up angry.

Point the second: Only 3 hours of sleep.

Point the third: I have Gene Simmons Hair. Not like, in costume KISS hair. But Gene Simmons Hair.

Point the fourth: It looks better on him. And that's not saying all that much.

Point the fifth: Never put my hair into a ponytail still wet.
digital_opium: (Dean in Green 2)
( Jun. 2nd, 2008 10:22 pm)
Fear not!

That's all I got.

Except that leading this guild is like trying to keep 200 five year olds from pulling eachother's hair. I want to send them all to their rooms. For really.
digital_opium: (Clueless)
( Apr. 7th, 2008 04:07 am)
I can't be the only one who thinks a 'home engraving tool' is a bad, bad idea.

And no, "works on almost any surface" does *NOT* make it better.

ETA: I need an "Apply directly to the forehead!" icon. Preferably something with a wall. Or desk. Or hammer.
digital_opium: (Default)
( Mar. 21st, 2008 07:09 pm)
This amuses me far more than it probably should.

The opening credits form Hawaii 5-0, done to the opening theme to Miami Vice. It actually fits really well together. Who woulda thunk it?

Boycott, I defy thee!

So I could be out shopping today. But I suspect there's little to nothing open. Meh.

Specially in smallish town. Double meh.

But at least there's tomorrow! YAY for shopping. Well, yay for not shopping alone.

I still haven't gotten my driver's license. This blows. But I should have it before La leaves for AL again. Here's hoping.
Totino's pizzas.

Food of the gods?

And if so, why do no grocery stores ever stock them?


O hai, back from Hawaii. 8 hourish delay in NYC. Home now though. Minus one bag. Which has my G15 keyboard.

It so better show up tomorrow. RAWR.
digital_opium: (Alone)
( Jan. 26th, 2008 05:12 pm)
Posting! Because my sweetheart has the creepies, and that's not cool.

And um. No husband for 3.5 weeks, and he's not coming home for another 1.5. I'm starting to feel distinctly unmarried.

But he's buying me shinies? So I guess I won't sulk too much.

Yes, I am spoiled, why do you ask?
Pulsing walnut.

That is all.
I so need a Lady and the Tramp fic. It's been mentioned twice now today.

John and Rodney.

Sam and Dean.

Michael and... well, anybody.

Or even something new and exciting.

Bleah. I need Lady and the Tramp fic.

digital_opium: (Dean in Green 2)
( Jan. 2nd, 2008 04:17 pm)
I really don't have anything interesting to post...

But the name of the movie "Sex Lives of the Potato Men" really just does amuse the crap out of me.

There's a couple of you who might have seen it. Anyone? Doesn't seem to have a great rating, but hey, the name more than makes up for it.
digital_opium: (Rawr!)
( Dec. 1st, 2007 03:28 pm)
Zombie cockroaches.

Okay, it's sad, but that's all I've really got today. :(
There's a large green caterpiller on my lawn. As in, probably 2+ inches. I half want to go grab it, put it in a jar and see what happens.

Two things are stopping me. I absolutely loathe insects. But more than that, I really don't want to kill it. And it just seems cruel to catch it and keep it in a jar.

I have issues.
digital_opium: (WTF?)
( Aug. 23rd, 2007 12:03 pm)
I understand bringing a cooler to a job site. You're working outside, painting a house or three, you need drinks and possibly lunch. I get that.

I don't get bringing a microwave. That just weirds me out a little.
digital_opium: (Purrvert)
( Aug. 22nd, 2007 05:14 pm)
Reading porn, and then getting a text message from the actor of one of the characters you're reading is a little disconcerting. To say the least.
Yeah? Prove it.


digital_opium: (Default)


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