Okay, I'm pretty much over the "OMGWTF" of last night and am now just keeping mah fingers crossed for Jeff. Hopefully things don't turn out too shitty. :\ They say innocent until proven guilty...

(But five felony drug charges? Fuck.)

It's SO pretty outside, guys. The weather is finally cooling off and the leaves are JUST starting to change colors. <3 Fall has to be my favorite season...*stares off into the distance*

AND I'M GONNA BE DRIVING THROUGH APPALACHIA IN A FEW WEEKS SO OMG YAY FOILAGE!

And now I'm done. :D

Jeff...damn it. Do I need to go to Cameron and slap a bitch?

( Taken from Pro Wrestling Insider )

Wonder who was more pissed - Gil or Matt?

(I'm not judging him--God knows I've done my share of shit in the past--but I'm just really frustrated right now. Fuck.)

So, I'm doing this because, well, I'm a dumbass and easily amused.

I'll start off, then the rest are behind a cut.



I'm not sure whose legs those are; judging by how fucked up they are and the camo pants I'm willing to bet that it's Matt. But oh God, HHH's FACE IS HILARIOUS.

( I need a life )

Yeah, okay so it mostly ended up being Matt/MVP. STFU, THEY ARE MY OTP.

Also, flaming76 and I are talking on AIM and she can remember me being in love with Jeff years ago. I DO NOT REMEMBER THIS AT ALL AND AM THEREFORE TICKLED BEYOND BELIEF. She was all, "When did you switch from Jeff to Matt?" and my reaction was, "I liked JEFF?!"

See y'all later! <3

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...

Holy shit you guys, I've encountered incest, rape, BDSM and cannibalism all in one fic. What has been read cannot be un-read.

*shudders*

I had a sorta funny, pseudo-deep post typed out last night and I deleted it because I usually mock people who write long, rambling posts of nothingness - which is a usual entry for me, but at least I don't try to throw in a million adjectives and metaphors in an attempt to sound smart. I just sort of go "OMGWTF SEX ROLAND DESCHAIN AND UNDERTAKER ATE ICE CREAM OFF OF EACH OTHER'S NUTSACKS LOL!" Seriously, that's how most of my posts come off to me when I go back and re-read them. So much for being deep. Le sigh.

Today I was doing some random cleaning in my room before I went out with the NCAA crew from work and when I put some books away on my shelf I noticed how I had The Dark Tower series on the shelf. It's sort of disheartening to see how little space the books actually take up. I mean, reading those things was a fucking adventure, you guys. I've never been as emotionally invested in a series like I was with this one. All I could think was, "Is that really all there was?" I was sorta emo and sad after the last book and looking at the books as a series again made me sort of *sniffle* there for a moment. But then I realized that 1) the ending makes it possible for even MORE journeys for our Roland! and 2) I was getting ready to hang out and watch sports and eat like piggies and drink margaritas so it was time to man up and stop getting weepy over the gunslinger. What sort of fatty doesn't love free food? THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.

(This, of course, is excluding all of the other Stephen King books I have, and since a lot of those link into that series I shouldn't be too sad. Tak from Desparation is still my favorite King villain, though. And this is a weird-ass tangent so I think I'll wind it up here.)

Anyway. I didn't have to go to training today because apparently Sagebrush is starting a new menu Wednesday and they didn't want to confuse the new hires. Huh. WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE IF THEY WOULD HAVE TOLD ME THAT BEFORE I CAME INTO WORK.

Great moment from TMHS, Season 1. Episode: The Egg Duel...(not verbatim).

Jeff *holding two sticks like dowsing rods*: Oh, shit! Look at this shit! *goes up to Matt and acts like the sticks are vibrating wildly* I done struck a strong-ass vein of pussy-juice!
Matt: Hold on, wait. Is pussy juice supposed to me?
Jeff: Yeah, in human form!

*After they've slapped each other across the face with a driving glove*

Matt: You wanna slap my ass with a dueling glove? You want me to slap your ass with a dueling glove?

...

I'd like to slap Matt and Jeff's asses with anything I can get my hands on!

Also, I want to marry Jeff's yellow thong. Nnggg...

Um, yeah. Carry on!