I'm crushing your head
Jan. 13th, 2005 08:26 amI made a new icon last night of my favourite KITH doing one of my favourite KITH characters. My favourite is Mississippi Gary, but I can't seem to find a picture of Mark McKinney in his Gary garb, so I'm settling for Mr. Tiscic here. Besides, Mr. Tiscic better fits my view of humanity, so I'm rather pleased with the new icon.
I would never have thought about it had
velvetsteel not threatened a mighty headcrushing upon the cable barons yesterday.
This morning, I barely crawled out of bed. All night I sleep lightly and restlessly but, when 5 a.m. hits, I get thrown into a deep sleep. Since I have to get up by 6 a.m., this tends to dick around with my body clock, my mood, and the majority of my day. Maybe I need Ambien or something.
It's supposed to be a rainy and stormy day today. This thrills me. These warm, Spring-like days have done nothing but piss me off. Winter is supposed to be perpetually grey, cold, and misty. If I'm robbed of Winter this year, I promise to be permanently irate. Anyway, a cold front is moving in which means we may be in store for some mighty storms and possibly even tornadoes. I'm a sucker for extreme weather so, while everyone else is quaking at the tempest, I'll be eager to get out in it and dance about between lightning strikes.
I'm thinking of posting a poll on what avenue of study I should take once I'm gainfully unemployed. Currently, I'm looking at three possibilities, but am thoroughly unsure as to which I should faithfully commit.
Speaking of faithful commitment, I'm meeting with Llew on Friday. We have much to discuss. Nothing is certain.
Since I didn't get to see Chronicles of Riddick last night, I'll be trolling for more Vin pics to link later on today. I'm a hopeless fan girl wench with absolutely no life. What's so pathetic is that I'd molest Vin, but marry Weird Al Yankovic. I see euthanasia in my future, and deservedly so.
I would never have thought about it had
This morning, I barely crawled out of bed. All night I sleep lightly and restlessly but, when 5 a.m. hits, I get thrown into a deep sleep. Since I have to get up by 6 a.m., this tends to dick around with my body clock, my mood, and the majority of my day. Maybe I need Ambien or something.
It's supposed to be a rainy and stormy day today. This thrills me. These warm, Spring-like days have done nothing but piss me off. Winter is supposed to be perpetually grey, cold, and misty. If I'm robbed of Winter this year, I promise to be permanently irate. Anyway, a cold front is moving in which means we may be in store for some mighty storms and possibly even tornadoes. I'm a sucker for extreme weather so, while everyone else is quaking at the tempest, I'll be eager to get out in it and dance about between lightning strikes.
I'm thinking of posting a poll on what avenue of study I should take once I'm gainfully unemployed. Currently, I'm looking at three possibilities, but am thoroughly unsure as to which I should faithfully commit.
Speaking of faithful commitment, I'm meeting with Llew on Friday. We have much to discuss. Nothing is certain.
Since I didn't get to see Chronicles of Riddick last night, I'll be trolling for more Vin pics to link later on today. I'm a hopeless fan girl wench with absolutely no life. What's so pathetic is that I'd molest Vin, but marry Weird Al Yankovic. I see euthanasia in my future, and deservedly so.