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[Jul. 16th, 2009|12:40 am] |
Item the First: There isn't a damn thing that can beat a summer car ride with the windows down and "Paradise City" blaring through your speakers at a deafening volume. Period.
Item the Second: Didn't get to see Harry Potter 6 or what-the-fuck-ever it is. I figured since I haven't finished all of the books I should probably get through the series first. At least I'll have one more chance to redeem myself.
Item the Third: The crush I have on Matt Hardy fades just a tiny bit every day. I think it's because he's one of the stupidest bastards on the face of this earth, which is actually a good thing because now my older brother will have some company. There are times when I'm mortified to be a Hardy fan, but I'm still proud of it in some way.
Item the Fourth: I'm starting to get into the Cena/Orton fandom. God help us all...
Item the Fifth: I remember the first time I saw this segment back in 1999 (Christian being whipped by 'Taker for revealing the whereabouts of Ken's sister to Ken), and all I could do was sit there like a horny twit and be just a tad embarrassed. Like, "Should I be seeing this?"
Now? I WOULD LOVE TO SEE THIS DONE TO CHRISTIAN EVERY NIGHT. While he's naked. Oh Gawd. I love the fact that Edge was one of the people holding him down. I also love all of the noises being made, and...*sigh* Excuse me. I need a moment. |
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| She Ain't Satisfied Without Some Pain |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|05:20 pm] |
I actually wrote short fic last night and I'm kind of happy with it, in spite of the subject matter being sorta angsty. It's Matt/MVP, because holy crap I can't get enough of those two. Snark = sex with them, for srs. I'm not totally satisfied with it, though - I still need to tweak the ending a bit, but this is the first thing I've written in years that hasn't found its home in the proverbial wastebin. So I'll probably screw around with it either tonight or tomorrow. Then I'll come whining to you guys for a beta job. *bats eyelashes and shows cleavage*
Tonight might not be so good because I'm considering going with Ashley, Amanda, and some other dorks to see the newest HP movie at midnight. Yeah. Me at midnight after two hours of Vacation Bible School is going to be fun. Okay, it's really not that bad since I'm doing snacks and whatnot, and the kids were disturbingly quiet during their meals. Part of me thinks that my blind hatred towards humans under ten years of age has skewered my view of children and makes me think the worst about them. ;-) Then again part of me thinks that I'm actually correct on this point (kids can be right dicks these days!) and so I don't feel guilty about it at all! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!
In other news, I'm kind of torn about the G.I. Joe previews. I don't know about you guys, but I'm very possessive and paranoid about my childhood entertainment. Thank goodness Transformers didn't suck, but I don't know about Joe. If it sucks I'll probably emotionally eat like 5 large pizzas and then cry myself to sleep...
Anyway, I don't have anything else to say and it's time I went to the fellowship hall and set shit up. I less than three you guys! |
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| OMG OMG ALLI!!! |
[Jul. 13th, 2009|11:48 pm] |
Hey ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) luckystar37! I got your card and pictures! *squeals with glee* Ahaha, Punk looks so freaking gross, but I'm so overjoyed (and slightly turned on) by the pics you sent of him. Colt and the Evil-Eyed Ref also made me flail wildly as well. Thank you SOOOO much! <3333333 *glomps and hugs*
NOW I MUST FIND AN ADORABLE CARD TO WRITE IN. |
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| We Can't Stop Here...This Is Flair Country! |
[Jul. 12th, 2009|11:10 pm] |
I say that subject line every time I'm in Charlotte. <3
Well, I'm safe and sound, back in North Carolina after a rather splendid weekend. It was the best vacation I've had in years. St. Louis is such a blast, you guys. I can't even begin to describe all of the fun and mischief Emily and I managed to get up to. It was also fun to see where my sister works, watch enlisted Airmen have to salute her whenever we went on base, and just generally having fun with military people. There were copious amounts of Pepsi and Gatorade consumed, along with inappropriate posing with statues in museums and flirting with amazingly hot Native American men in sports bars. HOORAY!!!
Thanks for the kind words on my last post. I would have answered them but my sister's monitor was going bonkers and I couldn't deal with the constant on/off thing it had going on. :\
Matt Hardy continues to be pretty gay.
Anyway, I'm absolutely exhausted so that's it for today. I'll find a high-speed internet connected somewhere and upload pics soon. (Yeah, how often does THAT happen? BLAH.) |
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| One Of These Days |
[Jul. 10th, 2009|07:00 am] |
Every time I look at my default icon I think, "Aging has not been kind to Edge."
Anyway.
Today I leave to visit Emily - huzzah! My plane leaves from Charlotte, I have a layover in Detroit, then end up in St. Louis. From there it's going to be an awesome weekend full of food, climbing on shit in museums, Randy Orton-hunting and just generally having a fun time with my lovely twin sister. (I'm not lying, she really is the better/less manly-looking one between us.)
Other good news is that I got a scholarship for my nursing stuff! You guys, I shrieked with glee when I opened the envelope. I'm not kidding. It's for the 2009-2010 school year (fall, spring and summer) and seeing how this curriculum is for three semesters, I'm going to get at least a little bit of help along the way. So I've done a little jig over that. Not sure how much it's for, you don't find that out until you go to the scholarship ceremony, but every little bit counts, you know?
HAPPY VACATION TO MEEEEEEE!!! |
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| Matt's Here, Matt's Queer, Matt's absolutely FABULOUS. |
[Jul. 8th, 2009|11:58 pm] |
If only. Because some of Matt's MySpace pictures literally make me squee with fangirly glee.
Matt's caption for this one read to the effect of: "A couple of guys...becoming partners and friends...on camera and off!" To which I say, "Yeah, you're partners all right." Just take Matt's dad out of the equation, and Matt has practically confirmed himself and MVP as a couple (and has effectively made me come in my pants). Aww, Matt, you even brought MVP home to meet your dad. HOW CUTE.
The caption for this picture said, "This man and I hold some of the biggest secrets in the WWE..." To which I say, "the fact that you're both homosexuals has not escaped us, Matthew." Matt + Edge = great couple and epic sexual tension, what with the Lita fiasco from years ago. Rawr. I guarantee you they had glorious make-up sex, though. Good Lord. (If nippa56 hadn't written those marvelous Matt/MVP fics, these two would so totally be my OTP.)
I'm really done for tonight. I'm going to dream about these three young guys having a delicious menage a trois! ::foams at the mouth:: |
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| I Weed Eat Like A Motherfucker! |
[Jul. 8th, 2009|08:28 pm] |
WHAT THE FUCK IS IN THE MOORE COUNTY WATER?
Actually, if Matt and Jeff took this into a WWE ring it'd be comedy gold. I'm just sayin'...
(Also, Matt looked like Slash would if he were a retarded, homeless crack whore. Oh wait, he's already been that. BURN!)
I need to get Season 2 of T.H.S... |
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| Hey Pretty Baby With The High Heels On |
[Jul. 7th, 2009|08:01 pm] |
Since last week I've sort of been ignoring the frenzy surrounding Michael Jackson's death because it never felt like it really happened. But I watched the memorial today and I can honestly say I've never cried over a celebrity's death until now. He was my musical obsession before I got into Metallica, and the superfan feelings came back full force. Man, he's not here anymore...
RIP Michael. :\
I jizzed all over the place while watching RAW last night. I love Ted DiBiase Sr. He brought back the douchey "Million Dollar Man" persona back full force and I was in heaven. And when Teddy Jr. was wrestling Randy Orton? EPIC SEXUAL TENSION. I need to find a video of Randy slithering around the ring because holy shit, that's hot. Rawr!
( Six Interests Meme ) |
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| But There's No Sun Shining Through |
[Jul. 5th, 2009|07:03 pm] |
Ugh, so I just found out that Edge has torn his Achilles tendon. Oh Edge. You're a clumsy, injury-prone bastard but that's why we love you. Hope your healing goes okay, even if that means going without your retarded ass for a while. And it seemed as though you were turning face for the first time in forever, too. What a shame...
Who am I going to mock for the next six months?
Also, I read spoilers for tomorrow's episode of RAW and I really, really REALLY wish I hadn't. I suck so hard. Now an epic moment will not be epic for me because I have no self-control! BAWWWW.
*curls into a ball and weeps*
That being said, this week is shaping up to be pretty great! I leave this Friday for St. Louis. Joy! |
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[Jul. 4th, 2009|08:58 pm] |
I hope everyone on my f-list had a happy July 4th, and especially a happy Independence Day to my fellow Americans. <3 I'll come right out and say it - our country can do some pretty stupid things (all countries do), but when it comes down to it, I don't hate my country. I'm proud to be an American and there's no other place I'd rather be. (I guess I need to express that more often so I don't get lumped into the group of "self-loathing Americans.")
Anyway! Last night I went with Ashley W., our coworker Joey and his brother Brett to the fireworks display at the docks. It was absolutely fantastic, guys. I love watching fireworks in a small town; it totally beats being in the middle of Charlotte or Raleigh where some people act like total retards and bring guns, get road rage, etc. There was patriotic music playing over the loudspeakers and when they played "American Soldier" by Toby Keith I couldn't see anyone who didn't get a little misty-eyed.
I'm also pretty darn giddy because I got to speak with Justin today over instant messenger. What are the odds it would be July 4? In my defense, I didn't get overly happy/emotional until AFTER he had to leave. He said he might get leave in September so OMGYAY.
It's been a very good day. :) |
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[Jun. 30th, 2009|08:04 pm] |
(What the fuck? I went to post this and LJ fucking ate it. Bastards...)
I want Justin's deployment to hurry up and be over with. Schmeh.
Now that I've gotten that obligatory sad, female bit out of the way, I have determined that Randy Orton has five different looks:
1. Gay porn star.
2. Confused puppy.
3. Petulant 5-year-old. ('Cause seriously? His pout and his haircut match my nephew's. I'm not sayin'...I'm just sayin.')
4. Unintentionally hilarious serial killer.
5. Demented frat boy.
Thank you and good night!
(Also, I am fucking elated that Ted DiBiase Sr. will be Raw's GM next week. He used to make me laugh back in the day. Maybe one day Teddy Jr. will be as entertaining as his dad...) |
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[Jun. 27th, 2009|09:45 pm] |
I can tell that it's been a year since I started my new LJ by the fact that I'm once again mentioning our annual Troyfest. Once again, fresh-squeezed lemonade and Polish sausages fucking dominated. Unfortunately, it was hot as balls outside so I didn't stay very long. Megan texted me to come over since she's house-sitting for her parents, so when I went over there we decided to go see a movie.
Transformers 2 for the motherfucking win! I thought the first one was good, but this was even better! I'm not going to do anyting spoiler-y because I'm feeling like being nice for once, but oh god. The only thing that ruined the experience was the fact that I think someone managed to shit their pants, so we had to smell that intermittently throughout the entire thing. Did I mention that it was hot outside and the theater was fucking packed? Ugh. However, there were some little kids sitting next to me and every time something happened to Shia LeBoeuf (or whatever the fuck his name is) they would scream, "NOOOO!" I think one of them almost cried at one point. It was really hard not to laugh.
Go and let Optimus Prime make it juicy for you!
In other news, Mom and I were going through some of Grandma's books and we came across a shitload of Biblical literature and whatnot. I was flipping through my grandfather's missals and was absently singing to myself. Mom asked me what the hell was I was talking about and I realized that I was singing "Last Caress." Fail. |
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| Gonna Set This Town Alight |
[Jun. 24th, 2009|05:06 pm] |
Hey buttholes, my abs hurt. Fuck. I think those scissorkicks and situps are to blame. Otherwise I'm fine and am getting ready to clock out of the bank and head over to the gym...
Also, considering how much/what sort of stuff I eat when I'm on the rag I'd really hate to see what I'd eat if I ever get pregnant. D: PMS IS BAD.
At any rate, I'm rambling about unimportant shit, so here's a meme that you guys are obligated to fill out since you wasted time to read this! HA!
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you? |
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| Sail Away Aboard Our Rig |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009|09:42 pm] |
Holy shit, folks - kickboxing was phenomenal. The class is only on Tuesday, as our teacher is actually a boxing coach and has private lessons throughout the rest of the week. But SWEET JEBUS I had so much fun. I arrived at the gym about 30 minutes before class started so I was able to get in half an hour of light cardio and stretching before the real trial began. I recommend it to everyone! So go out and do it, ya fat bastards.
Now that I've jizzed all over the place about that, I just wanted to say that I had a dream that I went to a BDSM session and was paired up with Lars Frederiksen. He was a dom and wow, that dream fucking ruled. Do not ask me what brought that on, just know that it was the best sex dream ever. <3<3<3
Aaaaanyway, I am still sort of skanky and smelly from the gym so I'm going to take a shower and watch me some Eee See Dubya. |
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| And Now Your Life Drains On That Floor |
[Jun. 22nd, 2009|03:05 pm] |
Our bank just bought another bank that was getting ready to close down. So now we have 24 new branches to deal with. HATEHATEHATEHATE!
I originally planned to have a rant typed out because I had a crappy fucking morning, but when lunch rolled around Ashley and I split my leftover lasagna and she bought us both side salads from McDonald’s, so I’m infinitely happier.
Run-on sentence is running on.
Anyway. Turns out my uncles Jimmy (biological) and Al (for all intents and purposes, he IS Jimmy’s spouse even if those jackasses in Washington say differently) were just dropping by to drop off a crapload of stuff from Grandma’s house. After that they were going to Florida for vacation. So last night Mom, Dad and I went through tons of shit and threw away most of it. There are only so many dishes we can have, folks. We also watched “The Marine” since it randomly came on TV and who DOESN’T love an opportunity to mock John Cena? (Contrary to a lot of other people, I actually like the guy, but he is so easy to mock.)
After going through boxes and boxes of stuff, I am the proud new owner of:
1. A serape that is beyond rad. Seriously.
2. A little turtle made out of conch shells (so cute you guys, I’m not even joking).
3. Three vinyls – two Merle Haggard records and a Hank Williams. (FUCK YES.)
I would like to take time out to mention that I rule.
Sweet Jebus, I’m rambling again. Steven is being a biyatch so I’m going to be mean to him via e-mail and get some more work done before I roll on out of this bitch.
Note: I have just been informed that my little turtle is actually missing his head, and what I thought was the head is actually his tail. I also had to walk through a group of smokers outside and now I smell bad. DAMMIT. |
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| For some reason the Punkster amuses me. |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|05:31 pm] |
Howdy do, CM Punk!
Okay, when I got back into wrestling, I was iffy about this guy. I really was. I'm kinda old school and still live in the whole Undertaker/HBK Hell In A Cell era because that's what I grew up with. At any rate, for the past few months Punk has been growing on me (much like a fungus), and I am proud to say I'm a fan of this fucker. He's awesome Y/N?
Of course, his being a fellow straight-edger, having a receding hairline and loving body modification puts him on my good side as well.
( For trolls )
Also, this video of him from back in the day cracks my shit up.
( Are you fucking stupid? )
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to do some cool shit. |
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| Book Meme from Sophia |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|04:13 pm] |
Don't take too long to think about it. List 15 books you've read that will always stick with you -- The first 15 you can recall in 15 minutes.
Yes, I know you're supposed to italicize book titles, but HTML is so TEDIOUS. :P
1. "The Greatest Generation" - Tom Brokaw
2. "She's Come Undone" - Wally Lamb
3. "Middlesex" - Frank Euginides
4. "The Green Mile" - Stephen King
5. "The Giver" - Lois Lowry
6. "Fahrenheit 451" - Ray Bradbury
7. "Teacher Man" - Frank McCourt
8. "The Prince Of Tides" - Pat Conroy
9. "A Painted House" - John Grisham
10. Holy Bible
11. "Harvest Home" - Tom Tryon
12. "The Total Money Makeover" - Dave Ramsey
13. "Big Stone Gap" - Adriana Trigiani
14. The "Dark Tower" series (I can't pick just ONE, okay?!)
15. "Night Sins" - Tami Hoag
EDIT: I just put some of Voldemort's wet food into a bowl and HOLY SHIT he goes insane over that stuff! I went to set it down on the floor and he jumps, lands on my head, falls on the floor and rolls over to his bowl and starts eating.
*facepalm* |
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| Yuck! |
[Jun. 20th, 2009|06:20 pm] |
Is it possible to become lactose intolerant later in life?
( Read more... ) |
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| Dance Little Tin Goddess |
[Jun. 20th, 2009|02:42 pm] |
I have a new toothbrush. It has these weird rubber tentacle/bristle thingies on the side to massage your gums and whenever I use it, the sensation is akin to that of getting your mouth raped by Cthulhu.
D:
Holy balls, it is HOT outside today. Mom sent me over to Albemarle to get something for supper since my uncles Jimmy and Al are coming in from Tennessee. It'll be good to see them again, I haven't seen them since before Derek left for Korea, and that was like a year and a half ago. <3
I need new books to read! While Mom and I have similar tastes in books, we're not exactly identical. I tend to like a little more horror-type stuff while she likes mysteries/"who-dun-its." Someone recommend something to me!!! (And if anyone says Twilight or The Secret or anything in that vein, you're getting de-friended. 'Cause...no.)
OMG, speaking of books in the Stuff White People Like, they made a comment of how rich white people like to throw White Trash parties. It said something like drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon while watching "The Marine" and this CRACKED MY SHIT UP. Not only because I used to LOVE the PBR, but also because they totally pwned John Cena with that comment about his movie. I love to hate him, although he's not nearly as annoying now that his gimmick isn't quite so white-rapper. Heh. |
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