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1.songstowearpantsto This site is awesome. Andrew writes songs to *your* specifications. You can request a free song (which he may or may not write depending on his mood; he appears to most often fulfill requests that are either really silly or very challenging) or haggle prices for a paid song. I found this site after watching this Supernatural vid on YouTube. Be sure to listen to "Shoot the Zombies" (I defy you not to sing this all day like a freak), "Celtic Techno Burrito," "Bow Down to My Pwnzorness I Guess," "It's too Loud," and "I am Bjork." I'm trying to think of a clever request of my own that he might honor.
2. Andy has put together a rough version of our movie! It lacks sound in some places (we gotta redub some of it) and a couple of special effects, but it's essentially done. And OMG, I am in love with myself. LOL Shocking, I know. I'm really proud of this thing y'all. It's funny and sad and there's erotic tension liek!whoa. *grins like a loon*
3. Supernatural Thursday! With a new episode! Wooooooooooo! Why is it not on yet? LOL
Y’all I have had the worst day ever. Ever I say. It began with my husband taking my keys with him accidentally to his work so that I couldn’t go teach this morning and then culminated in my dialup being so fucktarded that I couldn’t download this dissertation prospectus that I needed to edit by this afternoon; I had to drive into town and get a paper copy to edit. I had a little meltdown that may or may not have involved much screaming and also fists of rage on the mattress and walking across campus with a snotty nose. PURLEASE cheer me up. *bats eyelashes*
2. Andy has put together a rough version of our movie! It lacks sound in some places (we gotta redub some of it) and a couple of special effects, but it's essentially done. And OMG, I am in love with myself. LOL Shocking, I know. I'm really proud of this thing y'all. It's funny and sad and there's erotic tension liek!whoa. *grins like a loon*
3. Supernatural Thursday! With a new episode! Wooooooooooo! Why is it not on yet? LOL
Y’all I have had the worst day ever. Ever I say. It began with my husband taking my keys with him accidentally to his work so that I couldn’t go teach this morning and then culminated in my dialup being so fucktarded that I couldn’t download this dissertation prospectus that I needed to edit by this afternoon; I had to drive into town and get a paper copy to edit. I had a little meltdown that may or may not have involved much screaming and also fists of rage on the mattress and walking across campus with a snotty nose. PURLEASE cheer me up. *bats eyelashes*
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Date: 2007-04-19 06:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 11:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-20 01:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 06:49 pm (UTC)-Imagine your very favourite characters (it can even be a crossover) landing on a planet (or waking up to some kind of crazy new Earth) that is populated by giant snails that are hungry for the exotic humans! Now - imagine how those characters will react! I have suggestions:
- Jayne will try to shoot the giant snails while ignoring Simon's dry observations on the irony of it all.
- River will attempt to make friends with the lovely, misunderstood (hungry) snails, while Simon frets about the goo she's getting on her hands.
- Wash will make humourous yet increasingly frantic observations on the vile nature of snail slime, and really, he didn't ever want to eat a snail, so can't they just give a guy (and his really hot wife that he loves a lot, check out her curves!) a break?
- Mal will make comments along the line of, "If we can bring one of them things down, ruttin' rich folk would pay us a mint." (Jayne: "If I bring one of them things down, I'm gonna want more'n some teeny little gorram mint for it." Crew: *astounded looks at Jayne").
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Date: 2007-04-20 12:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 11:47 pm (UTC)"If I bring one of them things down, I'm gonna want more'n some teeny little gorram mint for it."
Oh, Jayne. *squishes him*
I feel much better now. *I* don't have horrid killer snails to deal with.
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Date: 2007-04-20 12:53 am (UTC)Jaye is very special! He needs many (non-lethal) squishes!
I'm glad you feel better through the power of reverse escargot!
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Date: 2007-04-19 07:43 pm (UTC)betcha can't do it without giggling.
and besides, it'll be 8pm before you know it. HOORAY FOR NEW SPN!
WHALECOCK 4EVAH!!!!!!
Date: 2007-04-19 11:48 pm (UTC)Thanks.
:)
Less than two hours! Wooooo!
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Date: 2007-04-19 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 11:49 pm (UTC)*changes out desktop background*
Thanks, Gloss!
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Date: 2007-04-19 09:32 pm (UTC)Mike was starting to get some idea what the hell kind of place it was, and he was going to pack his bag again, leave the key on the hall table, and go find someplace to live that wasn't full of sideshow freaks. But just as he was about to push away from the table and storm out, Mrs. Washburno came back with a steaming plate of some kind of meat loaf all mixed up with wavy noodles and pungent red sauce.
When he looked up from the plate, he saw that a newcomer had entered the room: a huge, thick-muscled man in tight denim, motorcycle boots, and a brown leather jacket with a shearling collar. The outfit was topped off with a striped, knitted watch cap in yellow and orange. A pair of horns—Mike squinted and thought they were white plastic—stood out from the sides of the cap. "Colder'n a witch tit out there!" the giant boomed, rubbing his hands. "Hey, Mama, got any heroes today?"
"Unhappy is the land that needs a hero," said the young man at the table nearest the pay phone. He looked up from the book he was reading, brushed his long dark hair away from his eyes, and resumed reading. Mike felt like yelling, "Hey! Get a haircut!" but didn't, because the aroma of the steaming platter reminded him that a meal was long overdue.
"Sure," she said. "I got what you like, Big Man." She handed him a straw-swatched bottle of wine and passed through the slatted half-doors to the kitchen. Mrs. Washburno lifted a thick length of hot sausage onto the grill. As she waited for it to sizzle, she selected a baton of bread, sliced through the crispy crust, and prepared the tender crumb with a sprinkling of herbed oil. Then she enveloped the meat in the bread and laved it with tangy tomato sauce.
Mike's stomach was still growling, but the fork stayed poised in his hand as, fascinated, he watched the hot meat disappear into Gina's mouth, alternating with long pulls directly from the neck of the wine bottle.
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Date: 2007-04-19 11:50 pm (UTC)Mike felt like yelling, "Hey! Get a haircut!"
*g*
I can't wait to read the whole of this.
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Date: 2007-04-20 12:35 am (UTC)Be afraid. Be very afraid.
One thing that always bugged me about B7 was that food is always associated with the bad guys. The Liberator is God knows how many times bigger than Serenity, but if it has a dining area, we never see it.
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Date: 2007-04-20 03:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-20 12:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-20 02:49 pm (UTC)What I find fascinating is that in spite of all the problems I find with this last season, the whole family dynamic is much stronger. Avon has this grudging affection for Vila that makes me smile (an affection borne entirely of the fact that Vila is an open book with threat level already assessed) and SooLin fits in so well. I like her a lot.
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Date: 2007-04-20 02:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-20 03:37 pm (UTC)Dayna just kills me, though. The first handful of eps she was in, I really really liked her. And then she got steadily more lame and incompetent.
Avon is becoming ever more theatrical, isn't he? LOL
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Date: 2007-04-20 04:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-20 04:13 pm (UTC)*gives the other library patrons the bitchface when they stare*
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Date: 2007-04-21 06:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-22 06:35 pm (UTC)You are such a dear heart.
*huggles you*