Monday with Post Oscars Hangover

Weather: High 27 degrees and VERY SUNNY!

So, watched the Oscars last night and was very pleasantly surprised at how good they were. Hugh Jackman was fantastic as the host. I think he was right when he stated that the Oscars needed to be more show and less Biz. Also, I think it was nice NOT to have a comedian host for once. Was happy with most of the wins. Still would have liked to see Anne Hathaway win, but she’s got ample opportunities ahead of her.

Work is mostly about the data entry today. Office is overly warm today, so making me drowsy.

Putting together some stuff for a Cafe Press site. The Writers’ Cabal needs new coffee mugs, dammit! Did some photoshopping on the fly. Gonna commisserate with the rest of the ladies and see what we can come up with.

Spent my lunch hour hammering out another 750 words. Mostly for the abduction/Tasting Party scene. Needed to amp up the danger a bit. So it got a bit bloody. Which is good. The muse is happy. Bloody rock star vampires.

Brooding Rock Star Vampire Muse
Brooding Rock Star Vampire Muse

HEE.

It’s getting late in the day. So here’s the vid for the day:
VNV Nation — Standing (live)
(The chorus on this still gives me chills. Can’t wait for their new album and DVD coming out soon! )


Is it really Friday? REALLY? Othkgods!!!

weather: High: 30 Degrees with SnowPocalypse on the horizon

Weather is Threatening to go straight in the shitter this weekend. Possibly six to eight inches of snow. Sigh. DONE WITH WINTER, DID YOU NOT GET THE MEMO, DAMMIT???

Am conversing via email with the Writing Cabal, and we’re discussing the merits of trying to pursue a unique twist on vampire mythology or just returning to the core mythology and writing the vampire of lore, rather than the vampire that has developed from cultural mores. Fun stuff!

Looking very forward to BSG tonight. Can’t believe we’re so close to the end of the series. DYING to find out what’s going on with Ellen and to see if Anders still retains his memory dump. Very good stuff. Hubby is very fanboyish over the show.

SPent last night watching a good 2/3 of Season three of Alias. GODS I miss that show! And this was the Vaughn Goes Jack Bauer season.

Which reminded me, might I add, that Jack Bristow PWNS Jack Bauer . Just saying. I’m more scared of Jack Bristow because let’s face it: He wouldn’t break a sweat choking the life out of you. And he’d make a dry quip before he dumped your body in a wood chipper. He also has the death glare DOWN.
Jack is mad. You don’t want Jack mad at you. (NSFW-violence)

See? Much scarier than Jack Bauer.  Bauer=Sledge Hammer + C4. Bristow=Scalpel, blowtorch + empty soulless stare. BRISTOW FTW.

Anyway. Much work to do so here have a video and I’m buggering off for the rest of the day. Writing to do, and BSG to watch and a husband to snog. I have a full dance card.

Daily Video + SQUEE!
Ladytron — Tomorrow (new vid!! New vid!!)

ETA: Warren Ellis just Twittered: “I will not care about the Oscars until Jason Statham gets the Jason Statham Oscar For Jason Statham Kicking People In The Head.”

This is an idea I am totally behind!

Weather + Hormones= ZOMG! HEIDI SMASH!

Weather: OY! High: 39 Degrees. Rain early, switching to snow later. Yuck.

And OW. My joints are achy as hell.

And my monthlies are making work an extremely painful endeavor.

Car is back from the shop, and thank the gods, it came in at $80 to fix the wheel and headlight. Cannot begin to tell you the relief upon hearing that number.

Brought “Life on the the Murder Scene” with me to work today, but it’s looking not likely that I’ll get a chance to pop it in. Pouts.

Actually stopped and smiled when “I Don’t Care” by Apocalyptica with AG on vocals came up on the shuffle.
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Will never get sick of that. Looks like something I would have concocted. SERIOUSLY.

Am still gobsmacked that Captain Robert from Abney Park replied to a comment I made over on LJ. :insert fangirl squee:  Really hope they’re gonna be at Dragon*con this year. ::crosses fingers::

Watching the weather a little worriedly. Looks like a lot of ice mixed in with the rain and snow. And we have to drive home from Chicago. Never a good combo.

Need to get back on the writing horse. Have bee under the weather lately, but that’s no excuse.

Yeah. Muses with Mischief on their Minds...
Yeah. Muses with Mischief on their Minds...

I mean, these guys can get very pokey when they think you’re not listening to them. And that guy out front there? He’s the loudest. Needless to say I’m very much needing to get back to writing. HAve other muses also lurking in the background wanting to be heard.  Of course having my skull not exploding and the rest of the body healthy would be a big help. Sigh.

LOST tonight and ZOMG is it getting good again. They’ve actually been answering a lot of  questions and the circles are less overlapping than just matching up. LOVE IT. Have Alias Season 3 dvds to watch as well.

Off to brave the slick roads….

Tuesday is Fired. And stick a fork in me, turn me over I’m DONE.

Weather: High: 42 Degrees with Rain in PM.

Came into work this morning to the news that our salaries are being frozen for 2009. Not exactly news I wanted to hear, though I’d be lying if I said I was surprised or not expecting it.  Just adds another layer of WTF on top of the crap I’m already dealing with.

Add in also that my UTERUS IS TRYING TO KILL ME. ::pokes it and throws more ibuprofen at it. ::

HAd McD’s for lunch. ::slaps self for stupidity::  but got some amusement out of it. My order number was 666. SO I settled in for the Lunch of the Beast and chuckled muchly.

On a good note, FINALLY got my copy of “Life on the Murder Scene” and have already subjected the husband to the first five minutes of the Documentary. Think I’ve scarred him for life. 🙂  So yes. I have  3 discs of MCR goodness to dive into come Thursday. (Bri has class and I’ll have a few hours to kill) plus my Third Season of Alias should be along shortly. YAY! DARK VAUGHN!! This was my favorite season with all its love triangle-tortured Vaughn-scary Jack-desperate Sydney goodness!

Okay. Boss is gone and work has eaten what’s left of my time. Hopefully a more substantive post tomorrow. Leverage tonight. WOOT!

Shiny Toy Guns — Ghost Town.
(Not really representative of their synthpop side, but it’s an AWESOME animated vid!)
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How did it get to be Monday again?

Weather: High: 35 degrees with the flaming ball of evil in the sky. (Sunny for you non-vampires)

Have a bit of a headache today.  Came on suddenly. Sharp pain to the side of the head. Always worries me when it comes on like this.

Need to get my health in order. Signed up for dental and vision insurance today. Health insurance is still cost prohibitive. I can’t take a $300 a month hit for it. Not with Brian’s income a big ? these days.

ETA: GAH! MIGRAINE!! GAH!!

Have taken anti-migraine meds and put my damn glasses back on. Sigh. Getting older sucks. Eyestrain induced migraines suck. GAH!

Managed to get some lunch in me so hopefully this will stave off any further attacks. Sigh.

Writing continues apace. Doing some tweaking over lunch, but rewrites are in the works as well. I hate rewrites. Sight.

Bri had to take Gretchen in for a checkup this morning. Turns out the wheel bearing on the driver’s side was shot and needed replacing. And the bulb in one of th headlights had gone out.  Luckily for us, this was all covered under the warranty. So it came in around $100, which we can handle. Sigh.

And taxes have been dropped off with our CPA, my sister’s friend Cathy. So hopefully we won’t get screwed on those this year too. Sigh.

I’m ending a lot of these paragraphs with a sigh. Sigh.

Anyway. Heroes tonight and more writing. And possibly more data entry should I get a wild hare.

I’ve posted this before, but I love this song SO MUCH!
Lips Like Morphine — Kill Hannah love my Chicago boys!


Have a good evening all.

Zomg! Spring in February!

Weather: High: 64 degrees!! 64 I SAY!! And partly sunny with WIIIINNND!!

SO yeah. Really inseasonably warm today. Wore a long sleeved Polo under a hoodie (Black Abney Park FTW!) to work today. And was sweating a bit by the time I got to work.

Spent my morning putting out fires and doing a lot of data entry (which will peobably come home with me again tonight. Yes, will be doing data entry while watching Fringe and Leverage. Should be interesting).

Lunch hour was spent reading the first chapter of Turn Coat (Dresden Files Book #11) at Jim Butcher’s Website. I find myself doing a lot of reading at people’s websites lately. I’ve been reading Out of the Dark and Grimoire at Phaedra’s site as well. There’s so much good fiction out there to read. And honestly, the urban fantasy/horror genre is really my favorite. I’m not really a sci-fi girl. The heavy tech sci-fi especially doesn’t do much for me.  So you’ll see me reading more Hamilton/Gaiman/Kiernan/Weldon/Barker/Butcher, than the standard sci fi set.

Facebook is hooking me back up with people I haven’t talked to or seen in well over 20 years. And I have to admit, I’m enjoying it. 🙂

Mum is getting ready to take a trip out to California to visit my Uncle Gorm in Sacramento and some friends in the SoCal area. I think she’s beginning to dread the amount of driving she’s going to have in store. Still, I think she needs to do this. She’s not really left the house or done anything for herself since Dad passed in 2006.  So she’s due.

I’ll hopefully get some writing done on the train ride home tonight. Still have some loose ends to tie up in the story. And an ending to write. Sigh.

I’m getting really kind of blah on the news. Have to admit though, I actually watched all of Obama’s speech last night and felt a glimmer of hope there. Kind of nice to have a president who actually can respond to questions without resorting to “Aww shucks!” folksy responses or fear tactics. He sounded presidential and like a statesman. People were actually complaining that he gave long thorough answers to the questions.  I think they’d gotten too used to the short and completly uninformative responses from the Shrub.

Just a small mini-rant today. Can people in the news industry (and I include the entertainment news as well) PLEASE for the LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY do some frikking fact checking?? If I had a dime for all the times I’ve seen Coraline mentioned as a TIM BURTON film, I’d be able to pay our mortgage for a month…granted in dimes, but that’s beside the point. Coraline was directed by HENRY SELICK who also directed Nightmare Before Christmas. ( Burton produced there.)  To say anything else is insulting to Selick. Burton had ZERO to do with Coraline. ZERO.  This is a SIMPLE AND EASY THING TO CHECK, people.

This is just one example though. I think under Bush (and mind you I’m not saying he’s at fault here, just it was that time frame) reporters got extremely lazy. News had become about the sound bite and the velocity with which news hit the airwaves. Retractions were the back up if you reported something incorrect. And when did opinion become the same as reporting facts? GRR! I took journalism in college, y’all. You are NOT DOING IT RIGHT! So just for the sake of what little shred of respect we still have for you, CHECK YOUR DAMN FACTS!! Nuff said.

Gonna head home now. Data entry to do and a husband to snog. 🙂

Here’s a vid for a song that has been going through my head a lot lately:
Because I Want You– Placebo
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Back to the grind with a new attitude…

Weather:  High: 52 Degrees and rainy this pm. Schizophrenic. It was 36 degrees when I walked to work this morning.

Weather is reflecting my mood, but that’s nothing new.

Went to see Coraline over the weekend and it was FANTASTIC. Brian loved it as well. Was glad to see they did justice to the book, even the added character of Wyborne didn’t feel arbitrary. Visually stunning and very creepy in parts. WE were in a packed theater with a ton of 8- 10 year olds who were quiet through the whole film. Very cool!

Woke up this morning feeling much better physically, but still a bit tempestuous mentally and emotionally. For all my intentions of scaling back my online presence, all I’ve done is increase it. Sigh. So Today, I’m only keeping one tab open on Firefox, which is this one. And I’ll check my mail at lunch. But other than that, there will be no refreshing Facebook or LJ or Twitter. (Well, Twitter I can check from the bottom status bar– Thank you TwitterFox!)

Bri and I are both feeling quite feisty these days. I rather like it. The no bullshit attitude is getting things done for once. We’ve decided we’re going to do a basic fix up on the the downstairs bathroom. This means we need to get tile, a toilet and a sink. We’re not going to mess with putting a shower in as that requires too much work and we’re on limited time and resources. So we’re budgeting and figuring how we’ll purchase the stuff and how long that will extend the time to get it done. But we figure, it will only help the sale value of the house. We’re not planning on getting rich when we sell, but we’d at least like to make a small profit. (Our house isn’t that big, but it sits in a rather affluent neighborhood — we’re surrounded by houses ranging from $600K to a cool mill. ) Needless to say, if we can just get the cosmetic stuff done, the rest will fall into place. Good thing I married a Virgo. This house is in pretty damn good shape, even after 10 years of living here. Rugs are still almost new, the walls are in good shape and so are the appliances. So the real push is on to get things fixed…on a fixed income. Sigh.

Brian’s back freelancing this week and will be starting his first Master Gardner class on Thursday. Only downside is with it being in Crown Point, and us having the one car, I’ll be leaving early on Thursdays for the duration of the class. Wouldn’t be an issue, but my company recently instituted a new PTO policy and they dock down to 15 minutes. So I’ll be losing a grand total 2 days of PTO once the whole thing’s done. This new policy is because some people in my office were abusing the old PTO.  So everyone gets penalized now. Even if I left a 1/2 early, I’d have to claim it as PTO.  Sigh.  Anyway. My whine is small, though. As long as he gets to take this class and get his certification. He hasn’t been excited about something for quite a while. Not like I’m gonna be at this job for the full year.  Two days I can spare. 🙂

When we were driving home from Coraline yesterday, Bri and I both commented while we drove through the neighborhoods and the commercial districts about the complete disconnect we felt. We’re done with this area. While I’m not naive that every place in the world has the same cross section of people,  there are particular idiosyncrasies that are native to NW Indiana. A lot of them based in class and ethnic tensions. Rich versus poor, white collar versus blue collar, Right Wing Yahoos versus Tree Hugging Lefties.  It’s not all that uncommon. What we notice is the particular viciousness that accompanies everyone’s attempts to prove that “You’re not better than me!”  It’s this combination of insecurity driven bullying with the unfounded elitism that drives me nuts. I personally don’t think I’m better than pretty much anyone. I think I might be smarter than some, and maybe have more common sense than most, but does that make me a better person? Until I’ve saved a few lives or made some great sacrifice for the greater good, I’ll reserve stating that.  Maybe I’m just getting really cynical in my old age, but I really get disgusted at the way people in general look down their noses at others or revel in another person’s disgrace or downfall. Are there people who need to have their ego taken down a peg? Sure. But it’s not my job to do it, unless of course they make the grievous error of engaging me directly. Then all bets are off.

We have a problem in the country as a whole in that we love an underdog. We’ll cheer them on, make inspired speeches as they struggle, and even clap them on the back when they make something of themselves. But just as quickly, we are just as invested in making sure that once they’ve succeeded, we need to nit pick and critique their behavior, like we had some hand in making them, so they owe us. Such horseshit . We put our idols on pedestals, but dear gods do we crow when they stumble and fall off. Or better, we knock them down. How have we come to this?

It’s like the online court of review. You will find the harshest critics and worst dregs of humanity online when it comes to gossip sites and tabloid web pages. Now I’m just as fond of keeping up with famous people I like, for good or for bad, so don’t think I’m trying to monopolize some sort of moral high ground here. But the way people, even non-famous people, get torn down by their peers, or worse, by people too chickenshit to even use their real names, is just horrific! We seem to get some sort of morally superior self- righteous streak when we see some pretty model without her makeup or an actor get caught doing something bad. It’s like we use them to say “SEE! I’m better than THEY are! Losers!”
Like it matters in some sort of cosmic score board.
Online reviews of music or movies or books are simply a minefield of armchair critics. Now, I have a low opinion of most critics anyway, because who told you that your opinion trumps everyone else’s? Maybe that’s the root of the problem. Maybe we’ve become so driven to be correct or respected that we find the easy way out and tear others down around us.  Last word in an argument= Win!
I have no issue with people posting their opinion on something. That’s never been the problem. The PROBLEM arises when someone posts their opinions and then follows it with “and you’re an idiot if you think otherwise.”
See there’s the fall down right there. You have stated an OPINION. Even if you hang that tree with all sorts of factoids and snippets of OTHER people’s opinions, it’s still just YOUR OPINION. How can you decide for EVERYONE else what should or should not be listened to, viewed or read? Reviews are to give a person’s insight to an experience. To let us see something through your eyes. But to expect people to blithely go– Oh! Joe Smith hated it so I’d better avoid it because I wouldn’t want Joe Smith to think I was stupid and didn’t believe his outstanding opinion!– well…that’s kind of silly, actually. This falls back on my “No Guilty Pleasures” mantra. I like what I like, and I really give a toss what anyone thinks about me as a result. I like bands NO ONE in my friends circles or family likes. Same with movies and books. And it doesn’t make me rethink it. Ever.

I guess the nutshell from all this rambling is that if people could start distinguishing between what is opinion and what is fact, and what is IMPORTANT and what is TRIVIAL, maybe we would all be a lot happier. I’ve met some extremely MISERABLE people, and the one thing they all have in common? They constantly feel the need to pick on other people’s choices or prove that their choices are uninformed. They spend their lives just waiting to jump on anyone who likes something they don’t and try and make that person defensive about what they like. They quote statistics and facts and other armchair experts while ignoring the simple fact that they’ve just wasted all that time and energy trying to make someone else unhappy. Seriously. Where’s the victory in that? Do you feel better now that you’ve piled onto a friend and made them feel small and upset about something that actually gave them some measure of happiness? Because you needed to feel like your opinion was right? Sigh.
Why do people feel that if they’re not right, that their whole world will crumble. I admit I’m wrong all the time. That’s how you learn. I’ve had some people respond to my saying, “You know what? I was wrong.” with a snarky “I TOLD YOU! See! You were wrong!” Just rude. If someone is big enough to admit they’re wrong, don’t make them think it was a bad idea by humiliating them on top of it.

Okay, I’ve gone on long enough today. I need to funnel this verbosity into my fiction.

Parting note:  Before you give a friend a bunch of crap for liking something you find ridiculous, turn it around on yourself.  How would you feel if someone dressed you down for your taste in clothes, music or movies? Opinions are personal and based on nothing more than your view of something. You can’t make someone else take on your opinion. You can only share it and hope someone gets something out of it. Let’s start being nicer to each other.

On that note: Have a video.
Metronomy- A Thing for Me. Possibly the funniest video I’ve seen in a very long time! (And that’s my opinion! 😉 (If you want a copy-it’s the free video on i-Tunes until tomorrow!)
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The ennui has me in it’s grasp and it ain’t letting go…

Weather: High: 26 degrees and partly sunny. A warm up on the horizon, which is good, but with rain which is BAD!
Can’t seem to shake this gloomy doomy feeling. Being sick is only part of it. Just has that Sword of Damocles feel about it.

Before I forget– The Desolation Row vid showed up on MySPace.
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I love it. Some will hate it because it’s a punked up Dylan cover. Some will just hate it because it’s MCR. ::shrugs::  Again, I love it. Even my husband thought it was cool. And he’s not partial to the punk stuff.

Anyway. Came into work today. And still not even close to 75% of well. The cough is driving me wonky.

Lost last night was of the ZOMG SO GOOD! I’m convinced that if we fans try to hard to figure out the master plot, we too will start bleeding from the nose and pass out.  I SEE WOT UR DOIN, WRITERS!!  I mean the twist at the end? (Highlight the following if you want to read it–SPOILERS!) With Rousseau and Jin?? NICE GOING! And with Ben being behind the lawyer coming after Aaron? And the possibility of Miles being born on the island? ZOMG BRAIN IMPLOSION!!! (End of spoilers)

I managed to get another 700 words written over lunch today.  Muse is winning the fight with the Plague. This is a good thing.

Still can’t shake this feeling that something is hovering over our heads, waiting to fall. And it’s vaguely not a good thing. Hate when I get this.

I’m pounding back my second bottle of green tea today. If I’m gonna get more fluids in me, might as well get some antioxidents while I do it.

Haven’t taken any meds today, but I still feel okay. Bri is slowly wading up out of the same crap. Hopefully we’ll both be done with this soon. Being sick puts a lot of stuff on hold. And Bri is starting the Master Gardener classes next week. SO Thursdays will be early leave days for me. We only have the one car and he needs to be out in Crown Point by six. So we’re taking an early train home and he’ll drop me off so he can then book on out to his class. The down side is this is gonna eat into my PTO because my company takes PTO down to the 15 minute marker. Sigh. So I’m gonna end up losing as much as 2 full days of PTO because of this. I’ll survive.

Probably will watch Supernatural tonight. CSI has been good, but I miss my Winchester boys.  Caught up on the last two eps thanks to i-Tunes yesterday.
Need to wrap this up and get moving. Few loose ends to tie up before I leave. Looking forward to the warmer temps the next few days. WOO!

Tuesday and the Snowpocalypse is upon us…

weather: High: 17 degrees and Snow. Potentially ZOMG WHAT THE HELL?! Amount of snow. (NO LOVE, LAKE EFFECT!)

I’m coming to the rapid conclusion that I need to take a mental health day. I’ve been sick going on two weeks now, and people are starting to seriously rub me the wrong way. Not because they’re doing anything wrong or annoying, but because I have zero patience and am grumpier than shit because I feel awful. Add on that Brian is getting sick as well and we’re biting a little at each other, and not it the usual, “OOH! DO IT AGAIN” way either.

Sidenote#1: I absolutely adore “You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us In Prison” by MCR. It’s such a cheeky song! Which prompts this picture of Boy Touching for the day:

All Boy Touching, All the Time.
MCR: All Boy Touching, All the Time.

Work is just dragging today. I had a mini training session over lunch which was slow and dragged out by inane questions. I still have reports for January month end to finish and I’m still wading through the Data Entry of Doom project. Being clogged to the gills with crud is not helping my focus.

Sidenote # 2: It’s already snowing in Hobart, per my mum. Need to call Bri and see if the Lake Effect SNOPOCALYPSE has started at home yet. SO.OVER.WINTER!

Sidenote #3 Just broke down and ordered “Life on the Murder Scene”.  ::facepalm:: I really can’t justify the expense, though it’s only $25, but DAMMIT I WANT MY MCR FIX and it’s 3 discs…Sigh. Ordered a book for Bri to assuage the guilt. HAVE TO STOP IMPULSE BUYING!
And here’s a taste:

Writing is continuing apace. Need to remember to bring my damn flash drive home with me. Since I’m taking a PTO day tomorrow, I ‘ll try to get some writing done. If I’m not curled up under a blanket, clutching a cup of Gypsy Cold Care tea and growling, that is.

Leverage tonight and Fringe. So I have good telly to veg out in front of.

Heroes last night was EXCELLENT and a return to S1 form. Which bodes well. And Chuck was suitably hysterical, bonus for having Dom Monaghan on ! I even stuck around to watch Medium which Ive neglected for a while. Also of the good.

Time to pack up and head for home. I feel like I’m swimming in Jello right now, so i’m gonna sign off before this gets too incoherent.

Monday. And boy it’s a humdinger.

weather: High 27 degrees with snow later

Man has it been a suck ass morning!

I set the alarm last night, but apparently didn’t actually turn it on. SO instead of waking up at 5:00 am, I woke up at 6:15 which gave me exactly 45 minutes to get up, wash the hair and get dressed and get my usual running around done. (All the while  swearing like a sailor, I might add) . Managed to get my ass leveraged out the door on time and to the train station where a whole second layer of shenanigans started. The train I usually take was 20 minutes late before the disembodied voice of misinformation let us know that it had broken down at the station before us. However, said the friendly voice, the next train is on time! I should have known better to trust the damn voice. The next train was in fact 10 minutes late and packed to the gills with people. SO after standing upright for 45 minutes in 16 degree temps, I got to stand upright for another hour as the train trundled along to Chicago. So grousing and coughing the whole way, I finally arrived at my destination and shuffled my ass into an overheated cab and arrived at work 15 minutes late.

So Thus was my MORNING OF ZOMG FALE!

On the upside–got another 1300 words written yesterday, along with a batch of chocolate chip cookies (NOM NOM NOM) made and discovered that MCR’s Life on the Murder Scene has been uploaded in its entirety on zee YouTube. So I still want to own it, but at least now I can see what all the fuss was about. And yes, fuss was warranted.

Talk about an uncensored and unvarnished look at a band from infancy to infamy. And showing Gerard’s drop into drug hell and coming back? Pretty brave there lads. So far the scene that had me LOL the hardest? Frank going up to Gee on stage and just kicking him HARD in the balls and just walking away. Which is somewhat de riguer for them. Although lately there seems to be less balls kicking and more deep kissing on stage. (See below for evidence)

Making het fanboys nervous for many a year.
MCR: Making het fanboys nervous for many a year.

Which just is amusing as hell. Add in Frank’s need to stand on Bob’s drums (not the riser, mind you, the actual DRUMS) and the Frank and Gerard handsy grabfest and a lot of shenanigans  occur onstage. Which just makes me love them all the more.

On the health front, I’m still coughing, but it seems to have dwindled to a non-productive dry cough. Hopefully this means it’s on it’s way out.

And lastly, just to continue the MCR Obsession:
Teenagers from The Black Parade
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And some Three Days Grace to keep that OCD alive:
Pain (Live on Much Music) So hawt.


Lastly and importantly, a Happy Imbolc to my Pagan and Heathen friends!