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Ugh, I'm so tired. I've not been sleeping very well, and I was woken up early this morning by my aunt calling me to ask me to come over and help move furniture tomorrow. Fun times.

So, is anyone else really loving The Unusuals? I'm seriously enjoying it. Once I got past the whole Amber Tamblyn playing an actual adult with a real job is weird thing I got into it. I'm pretty terrified it'll get cancelled, because it just seems like the kind of show that has a hard time making it. (Damn it, Firefox, I am not spelling cancelled wrong. Just because YOU think there's an extra L in it doesn't mean that the world has to agree with you. I LIKE THE NON-AMERICAN SPELLING AND NOW IT'S A HABIT, LEAVE ME ALONE.) Of course, I've been wrong about shows being cancelled many, many times in the past. Seriously, I thought Friends was never going to last. Trufax.

Watched Pan's Labyrinth last night. Creepy movie, or creepiest movie? Discuss.

I woke up at 3:00am and was not able to get back to sleep. I don't know what's wrong with me.

My aunt's dog Dolly has something wrong with her leg. She went to the vet yesterday, and my cousin Nikki texted me saying that she had to have her leg amputated. So immediately I started freaking out and crying, because Dolly is my favorite dog in the entire world (other than my own, of course) and I love her, and I was just SO UPSET, and even when I said "are you serious?" to Nikki, SHE STILL ACTED LIKE IT WAS TRUE, ONLY TO THEN COME BACK AND BE ALL, "JUST KIDDING! WE DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG!" She's an awful person. To her credit, when I told her I was crying, she felt really bad, BUT STILL.

I fell asleep before BSG last night, so I missed it, but my mom taped it for me, so I'll watch it today. Is the finale on tonight or did I just dream that? I realize I'm a terrible fangirl for not knowing for sure. It seems weird that it's on tonight and not next Friday. Is it a longer episode or something? Because that would be okay. I should probably just google it, but I'm too lazy for that.

I decided to reread the Ms. Scribe story, because I'm rereading Harry Potter, and it just seemed fitting. It's amazing how I always manage to forget how batshit crazy she was. I'm almost envious of those who were around to witness it firsthand, if only because so much of the evidence of her crazy is gone now. Almost, but not quite, because that's too much wank in a fandom, even for me.

I think I'm going to go back to bed and see if I can get a bit more sleep, otherwise today will be awful. Happy Saturday, everyone!

I got up at 8 this morning, fell back asleep at 12:30, and just woke up fifteen minutes ago and got into an argument with my mom. I realize that part of the fight was my fault (okay, most of it) because I woke up grumpy, but SHE IS SO ANNOYING sometimes. I have gotten nothing accomplished today, either. Blah.

Okay, last night I went out to dinner at this awesome Thai place where I wore a tiara that my cousin Meredith got me, because I'm a princess, and I drank mango belinis (idk if that's spelled right, but whatever) and got presents (my favorite of which is pictured here) and then got semi-drunk at two different bars afterwords.

There was a woman at the first bar who was also celebrating her thirtieth, and was wearing a tiara (but way tackier than mine, I'm a tiara snob, apparently) and she was SO DRUNK. The band invited us up to the stage to do tequila shots with them since it was our birthday and she made a complete ass of herself. I declined the invitation, because I hate Tequila, and thank God, because I had no desire to be in the middle of that train wreck.

Anyway, the band kind of sucked at the first bar, and they were too loud so we went down the street to a different one, and the band there was awesome. Like, they were hilariously dorky, and instead of a drum kit they had bongos, and the best part? It was four white dudes and they covered "Rappers Delight." RAPPERS DELIGHT. It was awesome. And they did a damn good job with it, too.

And then we went home and I was in bed asleep by 1:00am. It was an excellent evening.

You know that feeling when you get home after being stuck doing something you really didn't want to do, and you sit down and you're home and it's just amazing? I have that feeling now.

Crazy family is crazy.

LJ has done that thing again where it's switched one of my icons. My Sophia Bush icon is now an icon of a creepy scene girl or something, idk. Freaking LJ.

My cousin bought the tickets to Fall Out Boy yesterday, so I'm really excited. I cannot WAIT to see Cobra Starship. Even the threat of Trace Cyrus isn't enough to diminish my excitement.

This morning in the shower I planned out a Jesse Lacey/Conor Oberst fic. It was all about how they'd be trying to out-angst each other and their man pain. It would be epic, even though it makes no sense and I don't know that they've ever even met. But oh, God, the angst would be glorious.

The last Indiana Jones movie is kind of terrible. Why is Cate Blanchett in this? (But. Shia!)

I always download these Best of (insert year) mixes from my music comms, and then I just stick them in my iTunes and hear the songs when they come up on shuffle. It's strange when I come across one and think "What the hell is this song doing in my music?" and realizing that someone thought it was one of the best songs of the prior year. But mostly this has led to awesome music. The best of '07 mix, after all, led me to Cobra Starship, and we all know how that turned out.

ANYWAY. You ever have a song you love so much that you keep listening to it over and over and you think you're never going to get tired of it? Right now, this song is that for me. I love it. Love it. Her album is on the Rolling Stone list, but I'm trying not to cheat and listen to it until I get to it on the list. Of course, it's number six, so I've got a while until I get there. I don't know if I'll make it.

I should be doing something productive today, but I'm not. Well, I'm doing laundry. That should count for something.

I can't decide if I should try and make an actual music LJ or something. Like, I tried the whole music blog thing, but that petered out because I was paranoid about it being TOO public, but I talk about music SO MUCH that I think if I made an LJ dedicated to it and kept it locked it might work. Idk, I'm thinking about it. Or maybe I'll just keep spamming you guys with music.

This episode of Life is starting to make me question my music loving ways. :|

Every time I try to type in bandslashmania I always type in bandsmashmania first. I don't know what that's about.

Why would you warn for a mention of a girlfriend on a fic?

The wind is blowing really hard in Ohio right now. I'm having flashbacks to the September wind storm and the week without power.

I will stop editing this entry now.

OKAY, I LIED, BUT OMFG, I HAVE LOST ALL MY TYPING SKILLS SO IF YOU GET AN INCOHERENT REPLY FROM ME THAT'S WHY. I AM DRUNK ON DIET COKE AND EXHAUSTION AND CAN NO LONGER SPELL.

I'm probably the last person in the world to see this, too.

I hate, hate, hate when people make posts saying they're doing friends cuts and "comment to be kept!" I will never comment on those, and in fact, if you make them, chances are I'll just cut you right then. Somewhat related to this, I also hate members only icon communities. I do not exist to drive your comment count or member amount higher. Argh.

I do this thing where I get out of the habit of watching a show for no reason whatsoever, and then I decide to get caught up and I spend days watching all the episodes I've missed. Right now I'm doing it with Private Practice, and I can't believe how much I've missed this show. I forgot how much I liked it. The only thing I don't care for is the Addison/Pete stuff. They have NO chemistry. I like Pete okay, but honestly, if they're going to keep pushing this, I'd rather he just left the show, which would be a shame, because I enjoy Tim Daly. Plus, I LOVE the SWAT guy, who will always be Christopher to me. Also, I kind of want to have Chris Lowell's babies, I'm just sayin'. I've only seen through episode 2.08 at this point, so please don't spoil me.

I managed to talk my cousin Meredith into going to see Fall Out Boy with me, and I'm so excited. She doesn't even like them that much, (clearly she's crazy) so I can't believe she's going. It's gonna be awesome, though. I think I'm maybe more excited about seeing Cobra Starship than FOB, but either way, I'm going to have a great time. I just have to get Meredith to understand the error of her ways between now and then. She has terrible taste in music, I'm not kidding. She does like Ivy League, though. Maybe if I tell her who's in it that would sway her towards Cobra.

Friday Night Lights tonight! Yay!

I got tagged on Facebook (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) but I'm doing it here, because I have a grand total of two friends on Facebook and also I don't really know how to use it.

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose up to 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

( More than anyone ever wanted to know about me. )

I'm currently sitting on my bed at an awkward angle, because my cat is sleeping right where I need to be. Now, the obvious solution would be to either move her, or myself. But if I move her over, she'll just get up and leave, and if I move, then I won't get to see her and how adorable all of this is. This wouldn't be such a big deal if she'd sleep on my bed (with me on it) more than once a year, but she's stuck up and hates me. But she's so pretty!

The thing at fab_feb_friends today is that we're supposed to sent PMs to five people on your flist who mean something to you, so I may be doing that. It's just the narrowing down of people that's going to trip me up. I love all of you a lot.

No, seriously, I want to cuddle my cat really bad right now, omg. She's just the cutest thing ever and her little paw is sticking straight out and I want to kiss all over it. Boy, I wish she loved me the way I love her. Stupid hateful cat.