11 November 2010 @ 02:13 am
productivity is hard  
I should be in bed right now, but first, a couple of things:


2.c) I still want to set Schue on fire. This is not a spoiler, it is a fact of life.
2.d) This is a spoiler... and a fic idea/request )

3. Today I was avoiding traffic by hanging around Target when a guy walks up behind me and says, "Excuse me, ma'am?" And I'm thinking "Yeah, I can't find ANYTHING in this store, please don't ask me for help," but I'm fresh off three hours of customer service training videos so instead I say, "Yes?" And he says, "Has anyone told you lately that you are gorgeous?" Which is a ridiculous statement, because my hair was a mess and my makeup was ruined and I kept tripping over my own pant legs and was walking toward the Starbucks inside of Target like it held the meaning to life, and also, you know, I'm me. And it isn't as though I didn't realize it was a lame pickup attempt. But still, it made me smile.
3.a) It's so easy to make someone's day just a little bit better, you guys. So easy. Why don't more people do that?

4. Started the new job today. Spent an hour playing on my phone, waiting for the training officer to start training me. But apparently I got paid for it, so... I guess that's a win?

5. You should all feel free to email me fic in case this happens again. Please, please, for the love of god.

... And now I am really going to bed, homework totally undone. Fuck.
Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: empires - bang
27 September 2010 @ 10:06 pm
and y'all know I hate to repeat myself  
Once again internet, I must ask you, where is all the Handsome Bob/One Two fic? How is there not an explosion of it? I've found, like, three. (All on AO3, for those also looking.)

Seriously, internet, it's TOM HARDY and GERARD BUTLER. How does the hotness alone not grant me a billion stories? Look, I don't even have to have stories. Just scenes of incredibly dirty fucking would do.

Come on, now, don't make me be the one to write this. You won't like it if I'm the one to write this.


Yuletide, I think I know what I'll be requesting this year.
Current Music: ben folds
Current Mood: frustrated
26 August 2010 @ 08:56 pm
In conclusion: fuuuuuck  
I, being the awesome and helpful sister that I am, agreed to watch my brother's kids today, so his wife didn't have to drop another shift because the baby has chicken pox. I get there, and they say, "well, it'll probably be a little later when we get home today," and I say, "okay, just remember I have to get home and actually do my homework, and I promised a friend I would help her with hers," and they said, "Okay, we should be back by around 3 or 3:30."

The girls decided to take turns crying all day. The still-pretty-much-a-baby felt the need, throughout the day, to randomly walk up and step on her sister. They showed up after 5:30.

Now, now, my homework is being problematic.

I mean, whatever, Programming is far less scary than I had anticipated. But it makes it very difficult to complete the assignment when the professor has managed to not actually give me access to two parts of it. I mean, I'm good. I'm not a fucking psychic.

And my throat hurts. :(

Also, I'll be honest here, all I really want to think about this the idea of a movie with Tom Hardy an Arthur/Eames AU where Eames is a gangster trying to make right, with a daughter (their relationship, I believe would be along the lines of Tom and his sister in (500) days of Summer) who tries to direct his love life while he tries to direct her through math homework. Arthur is the teacher who corrects the mistakes Eames makes on her papers before she turns them in, and bitches at Eames for showing up to parent/teacher conferences with a black eye, and counsels her through being smarter than everyone around her while trying to pretend he doesn't show up to soccer games just for her because that would be ridiculous, and potentially creepy. Then Eames falls in love and wears cardigans and fails to learn to braid and makes funny shaped pancakes for both of them.

::hands:: I didn't say it was sophisticated, this thing I want.
Current Mood: grumpy
Current Music: football :(
15 August 2010 @ 07:54 pm
and now I need a Tom Hardy icon  
Dear Internets,

I have now watched RocknRolla, declared my love for all things Guy Ritchie (with the exception of Madonna), and given in to the popular public opinion that Gerard Butler is The Shit.

In return, I ask that you please give me all the Handsome Bob/One Two fic in the world.

Current Music: the rocknrolla credits
Current Mood: hopeful
20 July 2010 @ 06:13 pm
when I grow up I want to be a professional bum  
Random thing I suddenly want like I want to continue breathing of the day: A Puck/Kurt "Can't Buy Me Love" AU. No, no, seriously. Stop laughing at me! Kurt would totally be Patrick Dempsy! Only instead of paying Puck to pretend to be his boyfriend to get popular, he does it to get back at Puck for being a homophobic jackass. He's a Cheerio, he's already popular. Jesus, he's more popular than Puck, and it's not like the football players aren't terrified enough of Sue to leave him alone on uniform days. But Puck needs money, and Kurt needs to prove a point. And maybe keep his new bad ass reputation and McQueen collection both living in harmony. Well, maybe need isn't the right word. Double-sided manipulation ftw! And, of course, fake!boyfriends falling in love.

Why this fic does not exist in my life right now I will never, ever, ever know.

Anyway, I've been seeing this around on my f-list, and I've got a bunch of new people around these parts lately ( ::waves:: ), so it seems like a good time for a meme:

I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes office supplies." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. (Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal. In return, ask me anything you'd like to know about me and I'll give you an answer.)
Current Mood: lazy
Current Music: FOB (it's, um, been that sort of day)
26 May 2010 @ 11:29 am
I don't have a Glee icon! This will have to do!  
Spoilers for Glee? Well, no, not really. A character spoiler for Glee? But I like to think that it's something that's already been made clear before? )

Also, Puck continues to be the one I want to listen to sing the most.

Speaking of Puck! My God, he is hot. Hot like burning. Hot like fire. Pretty, pretty fire.

I am seriously considering writing the fic where he decides that, no, as a matter of fact, he is not going to sign over parental rights*, and ends up keeping the baby and trying to raise her on his own, in his very own failtastic but trying manner that I happen to find so ridiculous and adorable. Also, I may have no desire to ever reproduce, but something about a badass with a baby just really does it for me. I don't get it. He would be working, and trying to keep up in school, and randomly conning other glee kids into babysitting! He'd bring her to practice, sometimes, and they'd argue over lullabies, and whatever, he would always sing her to sleep, and every time he did she would grin and that made everything else in the world totally worth it. ♥♥♥

Or, you know, not. Because apparently I fail at doing anything light or funny or sweet, and I's gots to bring the angst. Even though there are some fandoms where the thing I want most if for them to get lots and lots and lots of hugs. So many hugs. ALL THE HUGS IN THE WORLD. ::cough:: I'm sure you all could not guess which fandom that is, either.

I mentioned this to [ profile] sleepismyfriend last night, and she informed me that, most likely it already exists somewhere on the internet, so I shouldn't bother. But I cannot find it! Now, I'm not particularly shippy about Glee, beyond "...will this get Puck to sing and/or remove his shirt?" because my priorities are awesome. But in my search for this Puck + baby fic, I ran across 'Cause You've Got An Awfully Long Way to Go by [ profile] paperclipbitch which is Kurt/Puck that I can totally and completely get behind. It's long and filled with cliches that I love a stupid amount, and has like, the very best Kurt voice ever, and basically, I might just start shipping Puck/Kurt full time now. It's so great, it didn't even make me want Finn to be punched in the face, you guys. You should all go read it, and then find me my damn Kurt + baby fic.

Especially since, hilariously, nobody could agree on what I should write next. Nothing got more than one vote! And at this rate, if I have to go and choose something myself, it will be this, and not something from my to-do list, which is just sad. I want to mark something off of that. It's getting a little bit out of control.

Yesterday, I let my brother shame me into working out, and now my everything hurts. Everything! All of it! And I was up, um, all night, reading that fic, so I'm put myself down for a nap before I turn into a cranky, cranky baby. I'm totally going to be mourning the fact that I do not have a Puck to sing me to sleep though.

Now, I'm gonna bury this in a tl;dr post of random fandom flailing so it makes me seem like less of douche, but: A public service announcement: If one of the warnings you attach to your fic is "OOC" then you are doing it wrong..

* Does the show even realize this has to happen for the baby to be put up for adoption? Is this one of those fail things like how they think you can tell if it's a boy or a girl before you're even showing? Has no one on that writing staff ever been around someone pregnant at all? Why is there not a person whose job it is to say, "... dude, no, no, that is not how that works."? BURNING QUESTIONS.
Current Music: itunes on shuffle
Current Mood: ridiculous
05 April 2010 @ 02:00 am
this is relevant to your interests  
Hey! Look! A post not about either of those dudes in that movie about the detective and his doctor friend!


And now that you've seen that video, I suspect you can appreciate how very, very much I need a country singer J2 AU in my life. If you can't, well, I just don't know what to do with you. All the bars! And the guitar playing! And the pining and the singing and the calluses and the singing and the UST and the cheap beer and the hats and the tight jeans and the songs about heartbreak and the LOVE.

Please, please, please, please. I want. OMG. Please, fandom, please. Can I have it, please?

::makes grabby hands::
Current Mood: enthralled