SO KELLY JUST STARTED RANDOMLY TALKING ABOUT THE LORD OF THE RINGS AND I REALIZED THAT IT HAS BEEN YEAAAAARS SINCE I'VE WATCHED THAT SHIT. AND I KNOW LOADS OF YOU LIKED IT A BUNCH AT ONE POINT AS WELL. SOOO.

HERE IS MY PROPOSAL:

OVER A WEEKEND OR MAYBE CHRISTMAS BREAK OR SOMETHING, WE HAVE A MASSIVE FUCKING CHATPARTY AND WATCH THAT SHIT TOGETHER. BECAUSE SERIOUSLY. SERIOUSLY.

IDK I WANT TO POST SOME GIFS OR SOMETHING TO REMIND EVERYONE HOW BADASS THAT SHIT WAS BUT RIGHT NOW I CAN'T BE ARSED SO, UM, YOU WILL JUST HAVE TO IMAGINE THEY'RE HERE. HOBBITS, DUDES. HOBBITS!

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Who wants a Google Wave invite?

P.S. bobfossil, you're getting one, you don't have any choice. >:|

God, I am turning into a massive fucking nerd, but eeeeeee! Guests have started being announced for Emerald City ComiCon. :3

So, um, HOW ABOUT THAT MATT FRACTION AND JOE KELLY THEN, EH?! (!!!!!?!!!!!!!?!)

Bendis and Joe Quesadilla (lol gtfo Joe Quesadilla) are going as well. I am super-stoked.

I, uh, what else. There's also maybe this. I hate myself.

HEY GUYS IMPORTANT ADVISORY

I HAVE A REALLY IMPORTANT MESSAGE FOR YOU FROM YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD TELEVANGELIST PAT ROBERTSON, AND I'M POSTING IT TO MY LJ 'COS I WANT TO MAKE SURE THAT YOU GUYS ARE ALL AWARE OF HOW TO PROTECT YOURSELF. I NEVER KNEW THIS SHIT. :\

ANYWAY.

Most of the candy sold during this season has been dedicated and prayed over by witches. I do not buy candy during the Halloween season. Curses are sent through the tricks and treats of the innocent whether they get it by going door to door or by purchasing it from the local grocery store. The demons cannot tell the difference.

SERIOUSLY, DUDES, WITCHES. BE SUPER CAREFUL. Here are some other things to avoid:
• Sex with demons
• Orgies between animals and humans
• Animal and human sacrifices
• Sacrificing babies to shed innocent blood
• Rape and molestation of adults, children and babies
• Conjuring of demons and casting of spells
• Release of "time-released" curses against the innocent and the ignorant

I watched a few episodes of Supernatural this week, which is a bit embarrassing. I kind of sort of swore never to watch it ever, but, well. I needed an excuse to procrastinate. It's all well and good, I suppose, but I'm still a bit worried that at this rate I'll wake up as a weeaboo sometime next month. Jensen Ackles is kind of sort of inhumanly fucking beautiful. I can't even. Nngh.

Now that we've got that admission out of the way, um. Actually I haven't really much to talk about. The other night I was planning a massive post about Deadpool #900 and how much it hurt me, dammit, but you guys don't really need that, so I'll be quick. Joe Kelly's started using the white textboxes, though. Joe Kelly's started using the goddamn white textboxes and there wasn't a single good story in the whole thing and they've just... what they've done to Wade is horrific. He's gone from terrifying switches between unfettered delight at baffling-people-with-his-idiocy-and-then-killing-them-yay! and rare, heartbreaking moments of lucidity/self-loathing to HA-HA-I-AM-SCHIZOPHRENIC-AND-HEAR-VOICES-ISN'T-THAT-HILARIOUS. He's gone from clever pop culture references and fourth-wall breaking, a pathetic and hilarious inability to judge what's appropriate, and a tendency towards disguising his intelligence with complete, nonsensical, giggle-worthy stupidity to overdone AWESOME FRAT BOY JOKES AND TOILET HUMOR HAHA I AM IN A COMIC BOOK! I'm not very good at describing what makes—what made Wade special, but. I don't know. Daniel Way (&c.)'s Deadpool basically mortifies me. I hope he's a Skrull he damn well better be a Skrull asdlkfjsdf fuck.

I'm not posting about ~*real life*~ because lately real life's been making me completely miserable. So has fandom, for the most part, for that matter. Sigh.

Several people I know have food blogs, and they are pretty cool*. I, however, only seem to really have a third of the qualities required. Yes, I can cook (pretty damn well). No, I don't really feel like elaborating on the process with, uh, words and things. No, I couldn't take nice, artsy photographs if my life depended on it (nor do I believe in ~garnishes~*~~).

However, these were SUPER PRETTY enough that I figured their ~*~beauty~*~ would shine through regardless of the latter point. EEEEEeee.



They are sort of this recipe, except there weren't really enough raspberries around so they're half-and-half raspberry and strawberry. Also they are more or less the exact color of my hair right now.

And yes, I took that with a webcam. If you disapprove, suck it.

*By pretty cool, I mean pretty fucking cool: LOOKIE.

So! I'm working in Pioneer Square, and the way the buses have worked out gives me an extra half-hour there 'round lunchtime each day I work. Pioneer Square's Seattle historic district—full of old buildings, full of tourists, and also the site of most of the city's used bookstores and several lovely café-type things. I've been getting coffee and a snack to go with my packed lunch and sitting around in them for a bit to read, very ~*european~~~~*; yesterday was sorbet and today was a pumpkin muffin. :3 There are falafel and thai places 'round the corner that I'm stoked on trying next time mom doesn't have time to pack me food (yeah, my mom still makes my lunch, what of it?). Hee, downtown, I love you so.

My psychology teacher is the sort to really get on one's nerves. He thinks he's super awesome, has a a nasal voice and massive beer belly, and keeps telling us "LATER IN THIS COURSE I'LL TELL YOU THINGS THAT WILL SHOCK YOU I LOVE SHOCKING STUDENTS AND SEEING THE WAAAAAAAVE OF COMPREHENSION GOING OVER EVERYONE AS THEY WISH I'D NEVER TOLD THEM THOSE THINGS HA HA! BECAUSE I AM A PSYCHOLOGY TEACHER! COOL RIGHT!". I sit near the back of the classroom, so I can't confirm this, but I imagine he smells like cat litter and rotting book-binding glue. It frustrates me that he seems to be fairly well-informed about his subject, but he clearly exaggerates things just to ~~*~blow our minds~~~* so it's pretty difficult to trust any of the information he gives us.

Monday a few of us went over to Mary's to watch the House premiere. :3 It was really good, eee! And we made cupcakes and I played Halo for all of 30 seconds ("AUGH WHAT DO I DO AUGH AUGH BUTTONMASH AUGH!!!!!! OH IT'S SHOOTING STUFF HUH AUGHHH!!!!") before the controller was snatched away from me. Mary's tiny freshman brother kept calling me gorgeous and complimenting my toes (?!! D:), which was hilarious and terrifying at the same time.

I'm really excited about the Deadpool movie, by the way. It seems they'll be going the Joe Kelly route rather than the ha-ha-i-am-so-wacky-yay-text-boxes-PIRATES-yayyy-hilarious-schizophrenia thing Way's been doing. I'm a bit of a (read: MASSIVE) wuss, but Deadpool storylines have made me cry many times over and if they carry the angst through into the movie I'll be so pleased. And also weepy.

You know how ages ago I was like "guys I'm almost done with making a post about this summer with all my exciting exploits yay yay!11!!!"? Well. It's still in the works. I really have no excuses now, 'cos it's not even summer any more, but. It'll be up eventttuuuaally. :(

I've been reading:
The Brideshead Generation: Evelyn Waugh and his Friends,
New X-Men,
Berlin Alexanderplatz, &
Marvel Adventures: Avengers!
:D

Hm. First day of school post. I do these every year. Alas, this time I have lots of ranting to do. If there is one thing I cannot stand it is stupid people.

Bellevue Community College courses. They look interesting! This semester we're taking Lifespan Psych and Intercultural Communications for college credit from full professors, which is pretty awesome. I am stoked! We have these classes with all of senior PRISM, which. Ridiculous. A little.

I'm kind of angry about my AP Stats class.
#1) It is in the Horticulture building.
( CUT FOR PASSIONATE NERDY RAGE )
#4) It is in the fucking Horticulture building.
AAAARGH! Done with that rant. At least I am sitting next to Nicky, which is hilarious because he totally looks like Captain America. HE DOES HE DOES HE DOES I SWEAR TO GOD.

After AP Stats I have AP Environmental Science. Actually, funny story about these classes. I have taken all the AP sciences the school has to offer, and Mr. McCabe won't let me go on past second-year calculus because I am a horrific student. So I am stuck with these, through no fault of my own. Anyway, Environmental Science!

Michael and Andrew are in this class, which was exciting! Our teacher's sort of got a stick up her ass, though. She read us The Lorax and I kept making dubious asides, i.e. "unloaded my cart"—DID YOU REALLY? "for the trees have no tongue"—WHAT A SHAME. AND THE TEACHER HAD THE NERVE TO GLARE AT US FOR LOLLING. She asked us why we wanted to take the class and Andrew cited "being inspired by Captain Planet as a child". Also she tried to disabuse us of the notion that it was "the easy science class", which didn't work in the slightest. We're learning about deforestation. And frogs.

Fifth period is a free period, because they couldn't fit a language into my schedule, but that means I have to take Chinese 3 online through Bellevue College this spring. Annoying. Michael and Andrew and I wandered off to Crossroads for the hour and a half of it plus lunch. I tried to drag Michael to District 9 because he hasn't seen it yet but he was having none of it. Goddammit.

The internships we're taking are basically a joke. The lady who set them up is arrogant and completely incompetent. >:/ We were told from Freshman year that they'd be professional and "relevant to our interests" and, um. There's one for copying someone's papers. Seattle is a technological hub—Microsoft, Amazon, an offshoot of Google, and tons of start-up companies are located here—and loads of us are interested in math/science/technology, but they didn't manage a single internship in the whole field. What. So, um. Eh. For the first couple weeks we're just applying to them, which means wheee resumes, and no seventh period.

Anyway, regardless of all my bitching, I really want to reiterate how much I love my classmates. The thirty-odd of us that're left have been through LOADS of stuff together. They get and appreciate my sarcastic asides and witty bullshit and we all know each other horrifically well and... I don't know. It's wonderful. I'm not sure how to describe it other than a family.

Ooh, oh my god! Something else. The Sierra Club called us today looking for volunteers to man their booth at Bumbershoot. I get free tickets for the day! And get to spread the EVIL LIBERAL ENVIRONMENTAL AGENDA! Eee! This means I'm going to go for an extra day and maybe see the Yeah Yeah Yeahs or something. :3 Whee.

Also! There is a massive things-what-I-did-over-the-summer post in the works. There's so much to say that it's taking ageeees. I really want to tell you guys about Comic-Con and Vancouver, though. Hopefully it won't be boring. :3

OH, AN ASIDE: FUCK, I AM LOVIN' DARK WOLVERINE RIGHT NOW.

WHAT THE FUCK, PACIFIC NORTHWEST.

p.s. no one in Seattle has air conditioning on account of never needing it

Q: HELLO, rulethirtyfour, IS IT TRUE THAT YOU GOT BACK FROM SAN DIEGO COMIC-CON THIS MORNING?
A: YES

Q: DID YOU HAVE FUN?
A: YES

Q: ON A SCALE FROM ONE TO IMMINENT BRAIN DAMAGE, ABOUT HOW EXHAUSTED ARE YOU?
A: TWELVE OR SO

Q: WERE YOU THERE WHEN JOHN BARROWMAN AND DAVID TENNANT KISSED?
A: NO

Q: WHAT WAS YOUR FAVOURITE BIT OF THE CONVENTION?
A: HARASSING ROB LIEFELD

Q: IS bobfossil MORE OR LESS ANNOYING IRL THAN SHE IS ON THE INTERNETS?
A: ABOUT THE SAME

Q: IS YOUR HAIR REALLY PINK NOW?
A: YES, BUT IT STARTED OUT AS FUCHSIA

Q: HAVE YOU ANY AWESOME PICTURES?
A: SOME

Q: YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE A PROPER ENTRY ABOUT THIS EVENTUALLY, RIGHT?
A: HOPEFULLY

Q: WHAT DID JULIAN BARRATT SMELL LIKE?
A: I DIDN'T NOTICE