snowdarkred

Guys.

Glee was almost flawless tonight.

Somebody hold me.

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Media: vid
Title: mad tom of bedlam
Vidder: snowdarkred
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers (if any): the whole series
Warnings (if any): nothing that isn't in the show
Tumblr link: HERE

Summary: these spirits white as lightning / did on that journey guide me / the sun did shake and the pale moon quake / whenever they did spy me

mad tom of bedlam

( for they all go bare, and they live in the air / and they want no drink nor money  )

 

Meme taken from weird_fin , who got it from someone else, and so on:

I'm going to list, and tell you briefly about, ALL THE TABS I HAVE OPEN at this moment in time, without editing (except for work-related or privacy-related reasons, if I had them, but I don't. I just mean, if you do it, obviously, feel free to edit the really crucial stuff - just, it's not in the spirit of the game to edit for guilty pleasure reasons and the like).

TABS:
1. everyone's bookmarks for Jaws, a Hawaii Five-0 fic
2. bergann's [tv]hawaii5oh bookmarks
3. cruciate's pairing:steve/danny bookmarks
4. my flist
5. my tumblr
6. my facebook, which I will not link to
7. You Mock Us, Sir! t-shirt that I really want but can't afford
8. James Loewen's Amazon page, because I want every book he's ever written
9. my class schedule for next quarter
10. my delicious account
11. a brownie in a cup recipe that I've already made, like, three times. It's okay.

My life. How exciting it is.

FDKLAFJDKASL;FSFADJSL;FDJAS;KLFDA WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK AM I EVEN DOING, Y'ALL???? I HAVE LOST MY MIND. NO JOKE. I HAVE OFFICIALLY CROSSED THE LINE INTO CRAY-CRAY OR WHATEVER THE KIDS ARE CALLING THESE DAYS. YES, THIS EXCESSIVE CAPSLOCK IS NECESSARY. DEAL WITH IT.

I AM ALMOST ASHAMED OF MYSELF.

THIS IS A PREVIEW OF A WIP I'M WORKING ON.
WIP
NOT COMPLETE
UNTITLED
Arthur/Eames, Kurt/Blaine (?)

Summary or whatever: Kurt's mysterious cousin Arthur and his ambiguously gay British friend show up in Ohio to show Kurt an alternative method to dreaming a little bigger.

( Kurt was in a fabulous cafe, decorated with a tasteful coffee theme and accented by dangling Christmas ornaments. )

 

1. Yay! After almost a year of hemming and hawing, I finally got a paid LJ account! :D Yay! And I bought space for a bunch of icons, which I am still in the process of filling. And I love icons, so this is a happy day! \o/

2. I am writing a bunch of stuff right now, including the sequels to When the War Fires Fade and Project Super Soldier. I also have a couple of Inception fics and an Inception/Glee crossover thingy. I'm still wondering how that last one happened, but I'm just going to roll with it until this monster is finished. Which reminds me:

3. GLEE! :D I love it. (Disclaimer: I know it has Issues. I am aware of its Issues. I love it anyway.) fjdkla;fjdaklfjdal;afda KURT! BLAINE! QUINN! MERCEDES! SEASON ONE!RACHEL! (I kind of hate her for the first six or so episodes of S2, because it's like she forgot almost everything from the year before and got worse. D: What the hell happened to her character development?) Anyway, I love it, and I'm apparently writing a crossover thingy with it, and I don't even know. I'm just kind of floating at the moment, so.

4. Ugh, you guys, I owe you a huge rant on how much I really hate awkwardly running into exes while shopping with my mother. Because, frankly? It sucks. Especially when it happens multiple times ON THE SAME DAY, WTF.

5. Ha. So. The situation with The Boy. Yeah. It's not going anywhere. I don't think it's going to go anywhere. I am now stuck in this state of 'oh shit, we were kinda sorta maybe dating and now I don't know what to do because I don't want to be anything more than friends and I feel like I was leading him on even though I know I wasn't since I paid for all my own stuff and always referred to him as my friend, not my boyfriend, and I never held his hand or anything, but I still feel guilty, which is a bad feeling, because it probably means that I screwed up and I hate hurting people, even by accident.' *deep breath* WHAT DO I DO????

6. I am broke. Holiday shopping has killed my bank account, and I'm not even done yet. Arg, why did I go and make more friends this year? *headdesk*

7. OMG, YOU GUYS, KURT AND BLAINE SING A DUET TOGETHER AND IT'S ADORABLE, SERIOUSLY, I HAVE BEEN PLAYING IT ON REPEAT ALL DAY, Y'ALL. ALL DAY.



LOOK AT THE ADORABLE. WATCH THE ADORABLE. :D (The bonus is that Blaine is being played by Harry freaking Potter, of A Very Potter Musical fame. And he's hot. Just sayin'.)

Heh. I showed this to my mom, and then we had this conversation:

Mom: So, are they ever going to have PDA, or are they just going to stare at each other adoringly?
Me: *takes a second to remember what PDA stands for* Eventually. Probably.
Mom: I hope they do--
Me: *blinks in surprise*
Mom: --because it would be a bitch move to just do the song but not the dance. If you know what I mean.
Me: *is horrified & amused* Well, considering Kurt just went through hell, I think they're planning on taking it slow.
Mom: Hmm.
Me: I mean, would you rather they built it naturally or just hopped into bed?
Mom: Good point.

In short: my mom is awesome.

PS: Please note that my friending request is still active. If you friend me, please comment.

anruiukimi  has already heard this, but....

I greatest wish is for BBC!John Watson to wear a great amount of knitwear in the upcoming S2 of Sherlock. I mean, seriously. Knitted scarves. MOAR knitted jumpers. WEE KNITTED HATS. WEE KNITTED MITTENS. SOCKS.

It's not that I have a knitwear fetish (not judging, but that thought is vaguely horrifying) or anything, it's just.... I find Martin Freeman!Watson to be painfully, painfully adorable. I mean, whenever I see him on screen, all I can think is 'OH! I just want to take him home and wrap him in blankets and bake him COOKIES and make him TEA!' And then I go into spasms about how cuddly and short and squishable and OMGOMGOMG CUTE! he is.

And I mean this all in a non-sexual way, of course; asexual here. He's just...disturbingly adorable to me. I mean, Martin Freeman is forty years old, what the hell is wrong with me?

But yeah. Him in that jumper in the first episode or that WEE STRIPED SHIRT OMGOMGOMG just about kills me every time. I JUST WANT TO HUG HIM, OKAY. DON'T DISRESPECT THE CUTIE. *flails*

....I think I have a problem?

1. I have no plans this weekend, other than a brief shift at work on Sunday. I rather like that. I traded Saturday next week for Halloween, so should I find a party to go to on the day itself, I can. The only thing I really want to do is sleep and write at least 3-5K on whichever Inception bigbang fic actually starts talking to me.

2. OMG, MY INCEPTION BB IS KILLING ME. I can't decide on what to write, and anything I try comes out wrong! I've written the starts of six different fics, I shit you not, and I am hating it. I don't know where any of it is going, or what I can do to fix it, and it's driving me insane. Just when I think I've worked out what I'm going to do, it DIES. ;_; I FAIL AT LIFE AND ALSO INCEPTION. Watch me as I weep.

3. I am so stupidly obsessed with this video of Joseph Gordon-Levitt singing Bad Romance, I can't even BEGIN to tell you. It's even better when you realize that he changed the French lyrics to something rather naughty: (roughly) I want to fuck you and then I want to fucking leave you/fuck off. And he points out the Hitchcock references! :D IT IS AWESOME AND HE IS AWESOME AND YOU SHOULD BE AWESOME AND WATCH IT.

4. I have pre-ordered the Inception DVD and the Sherlock (BBC) series, because I am a fucking fangirl who fangasms. My bank account, it cries.

5. Okay, so there's this girl, woman, whatever, at work right? And everyone has that one coworker that they just can't stand, right? SHE DRIVES ME INSANE. I used to eat at the restaurant I work at all the time, and I HATED having her, because she is the worst. Waitress. On. The fucking. Planet. She touches everything, is obnoxious, and then is somehow surprised when she gets bad tips. I have a (girl)friend who, every time we go anywhere together, people assuming I'm dating, IDK why. (Why yes, ravenclaw_wench , I'm talking about you, Jesus Christ.) Anyway, we went out to eat together, and she treated us worse than usual, and she gave us dirty looks and really, I'm a good tipper. Anyone who regularly waits on me knows this. My flat tip is three dollars no matter how little I order, and I then add a dollar for every ten that I spend. And for once in my fucking life, I tipped someone less than that. I gave her a really, really shitty tip. Because her stupidity? Was really fucking obvious. And it pissed me off.

Anyway, so I now work with her, and she seems to have forgotten about it, but I saw her when the cute lesbian couple with the baby comes in (and they have not, sadly, returned) and I deal with her everyday and -- just no. She calls me babe and baby and sugar and sweetheart, and while I don't mind usually - I rather like it, actually - that's when I actually like the person talking to me. I don't like her one bit, and it comes across as condescending rather than affectionate, which we both know it isn't. It drives me insane. And between her being awful at her job, her being a bitchy waitress, and her constantly commenting on how much I do or don't eat - like it's any of her fucking business that I'm a stick, okay, and I am so fucking tired of people I don't know or like accusing me of having eating disorders I don't have, SAJFIEOA;NFEA;H.

*breathes*

Oh my gods, I did not mean to let that rant get away from me.

(The thing is, I'm actually kind of sensitive about the eating thing because, all through childhood to the present, everyone has something to say about how skinny I am. I've had complete strangers give me the 'It's okay to eat a burger/don't you eat more than salad/don't they feed you, lol/have you considered help speech(es) and it's just. It's one of my hot button issues, okay? I am not even that thin - I weigh a hundred pounds, alright, and I have hips and a sizable bust and all. I eat at least two meals a day and I get my nutritional requirements, and so what if I absolutely hate fast food? It literally makes me sick. And anyway, I used to eat four full meals a day and snacks and so on and WAS STILL HUNGRY, and while my Ten Weeks of Crazy episode kind of trashed my metabolism, I still have days like that.)

*breathes*

Okay, I'm shutting up now. Jesus Christ. Um.

ETA: It's not that I'm not sympathetic to people who DO have eating disorders, it's just - I didn't appreciate being told that there was something wrong with me growing up, because, quite frankly, I got enough of that shit at home, thanks very much. Not the eating disorder bit, but the There's Something Wrong With You bit.

These are some of the incomplete stories sitting on my computer at the moment. I know where most of them are going, but not all, and I just feel like sharing the openings to a few of them to catch what you think. They're for a number of different fandoms; it's almost embarrassing how many I'm involved in. One day, I shall restrain myself. Maybe.

The fics!

I. Inception
words so far: ~150

 

( Of course, things don't go according to plan. )

 

II. Sherlock (BBC)
words so far: ~200

( When he dreams... )

 

III. Supernatural
words so far: ~10,400

 

( His sister's quiet sniffling is what wakes him. )

 

IV. Star Trek/His Dark Materials
words so far: ~3,300

 

( "No," he said, his lips curling in disgust. )

V. Criminal Minds
words so far: ~1,500

 

( They found the girl three miles outside of town. )

So, one, I've been working double shifts like crazy this week, but I got my first paycheck today, and holy shit, so worth it. So yay, I have money! That I immediately have to go spend on school! Boo!

So, the important part:

I HAVE AN AIM ACCOUNT. For anyone who wants to talk or whatever. The username is the same as always - snowdarkred - so feel free to look me up!

I'm not even gonna f-licklock this, 'cause it's not like you can see my face. :D I'm such a dork. A bored, bored dork.



Me:


...not that you can see much of me, considering that I have a CONVENIENTLY PLACED MAGAZINE over my face.

I have two dogs, Hoshi and Leto. Hoshi is a lab mix, and Leto is half Anatolian Sheppard, half Great Pyrenees. Which means that....

Leto when we first got him (4ish months):



( Leto now (hint, he's huge) )