late nights, bright lights

cherie_morte might hurt me, but here I am, posting during a word battle.

1) Make a list of fifteen characters first, and keep it to yourself for the moment.

2) Ask your flist to post questions in the comments. For example: 'One, nine and fifteen are chosen by a prophecy to save the world from four. Do they succeed?', 'Under what circumstances might five and fourteen fall in love?', 'Which character on the list would you most want on your side in a zombie invasion?'

3) After your flist has asked enough questions, round them up and answer them using the fifteen characters you selected beforehand, then post them.

MAH ICONS.

default	oldest	newest
saddest	happiest	angriest
cutest	sexiest	funniest
fave ship	fave fandom	fave animated
best quote	best textless	best stolen idea
use the most	favorite

HOW MANY ICONS DO YOU HAVE: 89
OUT OF HOW MANY AVAILABLE ICONS SPACES: 110
IF YOU COULD BUY SPACE FOR MORE, WOULD YOU: I'm good for right now.
DO YOUR ICONS MAKE A STATEMENT: Generally, yeah. And the statement is that I have icon-ADD.
WHAT FANDOM DO YOU HAVE THE MOST ICONS OF: Harry Potter
AND THE SECOND MOST: Supernatural
WHAT SHIP DO YOU HAVE THE MOST ICONS OF: Sam/Castiel, actually. Interesting collecting habits, self.
ARE YOUR ICONS MADE MOSTLY BY OTHER PEOPLE: Yes
DO YOU MAKE ICONS: Sometimes.
ARE THEY ANY GOOD: Not even a little
ANIMATED ICONS ARE: Okay, in small doses.

DO THE MEME.
Coding can be found here




Some of those were hard choices. I know I'm boring and the same icons appear in a few categories. So sue me.

I'll update later with today's photos (probably) and then I won't be around again for reals until Monday. Now I'm guessing I'll have to go back about 100-125 entries to catch up on what y'all do this weekend. It's going to be interesting, I'm sure. :)

Got my last rabies needle today, feeling sickly and weak. *whine* But at least we know I'll be rabies free. That's pretty reassuring.

Smoked today out of the water with 1722/1500. Hah! And I only claimed I was going to be a milk vampire once. Brendan, the sweet little dumpling he is, has promised me 1 kidnapping of my choice if I successfully complete my 1500 words a day. That's a pretty sweet deal, guys.

Also managed to get around to posting a bunch of stuff to my writing journal. Going to link it here in case anyone is interested. Most of it's too short to actually be considered fic, but you get the idea.

( Supernatural and Leverage fic beyond the jump )

Look Ma! New fandom! I'm branching out! *does tree impression*

It's 4 am and I don't know why I'm awake and scorpiod01 is making up lies about me and some ducks AND I FEEL LIKE I'M TAKING CRAZY PILLS. So that's it for me tonight, intertube. I promise I'll behave better tomorrow.

Katie was on a course in South River today, so I was home alone.

Me.

Alone.

All day.

( Before pictures of my books. )


( After pictures of my books. )

And that's what I did today. This is only about 2/3 of my collection; the rest still live at my mother's house. Along with my two tallllllllllll Billy-style Ikea book cases which I frickin absolutely wish I had here, but would have no place to put them. But in the time between right now and when I one day live in a place big enough to have a room specifically for my books, I have milk crates, right? I've also appropriated a shoe box (which I will now decorate and show pictures to you later!) to house my zine library. It will sit precariously atop my flash milk crate shelves. There's a possibility it will have a dinosaur on it.

Right this second, I am eating a salad. Life is good.

So originally I typed out a long entry about all the ways in which I dig amphibians, but then it somehow got lost and so I bring you boring-ass housekeeping things instead. Included obligatory ostriches for y'all.

[Poll #1566983]

Because when I get sad/angry/very very bored or when Katie leaves me home alone for too many days in a row/I get strep again/Mercury goes into retrograde, I revamp my LJ. It's usually the layout that gets it, but I am so bad at that stuff that I just figured friends filters for this week. Also, I added a slew of people (hi slew!) in the last little bit and I thought you all ought to know what you're getting into. <3

Dear Cattle,

You have four stomachs. What's up with that? I mean, if there are four of you in a room, I would expect you to have four stomachs, but you have four stomachs with only one of you in a room (four cattle in a room would be somewhere in the neighbourhood of sixteen stomachs). This is, of cours,e ignoring the fact that y'all probably shouldn't be in a room at all. Cattle belong in a paddock or a barn.

I get why you would have two stomachs. You need one for softening the food and making it into cud, and then another for fully digesting. But the next two seem like overkill. I'm just saying, maybe you'd like to share some of those stomachs around to some of the creatures who only have one stomach. Make it a little fairer when we're talking about digestion.

Cattle! You only have one heart, dudes, don't you worry that your one heart gets kind of put out that your stomachs can have a party and the coolest thing your heart can do is ride a unicycle... It all just smacks of unfairness to me.

As long as we're talking about things you have to much of, I think you need to cut down on the number of words that are used to talk about you. There's 'cattle', which is the general word for you. 'Bull' means an intact male. 'Micky' can mean a wild male cow. 'Maverick' means the animal is unbranded. 'Cow', of course, means a female who's given birth. Before a female gives birth, they're called a 'heifer'. The list goes on, cattle. It's more than a little excessive.

You're cool, cattle, and I'm down with you. I just think you've been coasting for too long. Shape up, guys.

Very Sincerely,
Colleen

I went on a friending spree last night... I wonder what brought that on?

Anyways, hello everyone (except epiphanyx7. You can f.o.) and if you're dying to know more about me than is available in my profile, check out my TOTALLY AWESOME INTRO POST from the other day.

In other news!

1. McLovin bit me hard enough to draw blood. From my eyelid.

2. I have redone my lj layout and I'm still not happy with it. I don't think I'll ever be happy with it.

3. Getting my gecko has been postponed until further notice because the person I am getting her from is in Costa Rica (or somewhere) until further notice.

4. I have decided who my superhero alter ego would be (details and pictures later?).

5. I had a lightning storm in my mind yesterday and I want to sign up for the next round of apocabigbang except I have no idea when/if that would be happening and um, way to miss the boat by a matter of months there. Also, wth, don't you remember the au_bigbang fiasco that you somehow fell into and that is still in progress? (The main problem is a simple lack of boobies. I hope to fix this in upcoming scenes. I'm hoping my partner doesn't notice)

(I found this on my computer in a document titled 'DEAR FUTURE SELF')
Here is a list of things this is not:

( it only gets weirder )

31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: You can't choose what you're famous for in life. [Dave Kellet]

Fact of the Day: Chef Boyardee is actually a real person. His real name is Hector Boiardi and he was born in northern Italy in 1898. Awesome!

Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )

Song of the Day: 'Clair de Lune' Claude Debussy. The video is from Fanatasia, and very awesome. I don't know why I have such a crazy love-on for this song, but I do.

The Final Thought: I have done literally nothing today. It rocked.

Days 'o' Blog Count: 21/31

A few things:

Thing the first: Supernatural night! Yay hiatus is over!

Thing the second: My stomach is currently trying to turn itself into a coyote. This would be fine, except it is also currently still inside me and therefore causing me pain.

Thing the third: I did not get nearly enough sleep last night. My world is upside down. Blurr hurrr hargh.

31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: Horse sense is the thing a horse has which keeps it from betting on people. [WC Fields]

Fact of the Day: Santa Claus has a brother named Bells Nichols according to French Tradition. He visits homes on New Year's Eve after everyone is asleep, and if a plate is set out for him, he fills it with cookies and cakes.

Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )

Song of the Day: 'The Final Countdown', Europe. Because I couldn't think of anything that was even a little bit more epic tonight.

The Final Thought: My leg has begun to heal from it's pen stabbing incident last night. I think we're out of the woods, ladies and gents.

Days 'o' Blog Count: 09/31

Summary of Today's Events
- went to Janis'
- ate sweet potatoes
- got first for seasons of new Dr Who to watch
- shouted at various episodes of season one of Supernatural
- hung out with Ace and Heather
- laughed so hard I thought I was gonna die
- lurked some picspams
- came home
- ate pizza
- bit inside of my cheek hard enough to draw blood (literally just now)
- I don't know yet I'm not that psychic

31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane. [Nikola Tesla]

Fact of the Day: During the Carboniferous Age, there were dragonflies that were over 1 metre long. What the shit is that? That's terrifying.

Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )

Song of the Day: 'Betty', Chris Cummings. It speaks to me of my childhood and I like it.

The Final Thought: OW OW OW OW OW.