words that jangle in your head

I do love when this one comes around. ^^

I'll give you a list of my characters. Ask them questions, any questions, and they'll respond to you ICly. Ask as many as you want to any character that you want!

Abbreviated list.
Full list.

You know the drill, my dears.

(Also, if you'd prefer the ask a question and they're forced to answer honestly variation, let me know you'd like them to be forced to do so. ^^)

As I am occasionally a bandwagon jumper... taken from rude_not_ginger and mind_the_tardis.

1. Put your mp3 player on shuffle and take the first 25 songs it gives you.
2. Link to the lyrics.
3. Let your friends assign you a song and character(s) to write a drabble to.

Song:
Character: I'll take characters I don't normally write, or the list is, as always, abbreviated here and in full here.
Preferred pairing, other characters to include, or verse?:
Anything else you'd like me to include?

( Songs. )

It is 1:30 on Halloween. I am fed and sugared and still vaguely costumed in my throw-together eyesore costume. The apartment's outside is very decorated, the inside is slightly so, and Rocky Horror is playing. NaNo has started, daylight savings springs back tonight and I'm not sure if it did already or is in an hour, and I don't care. Very few kids came by, but I can't quite care about that anymore either, bummer as it was earlier.

It is... not a terrible first Halloween away from home by any means.

And here! Have a meme! Because I'm pretty much just going to do short stories and snippets for NaNo and memes totally count, right? >>

Give me a character and I'll tell you how they spent their Halloween and, if they dressed up, what they dressed up as.

Alternatively, just plain prompts are welcome too.

I... should not be debating pausing in my quest to clean the kitchen before Nina returns from class to make a gigantic post of fucking doom in Mixed Muses.

...Not that I terribly feel like Mixed Muses, if only because replies there seem to be hit or miss, but I feel like roleplay and think I may have the brain for the act, if not the pups for any of my current threads. Actually, I want the Inn right this moment, dammit, if only because I just spent a break reading old threads. Only with the ability to throw anyone I want in. But anyway.

Also, I seem to be stuck on Chess and Jekyll and Hyde for the past five hours or so. I can't quite complain, though.

...Gee, this update is pointless.

At all events, the next best thing to being witty one's self, is to be able to quote another's wit.

Life itself is a quotation.

By necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all quote.

I have a terribly unhealthy but oh so satisfying pan full of french fries to munch, fun and pretty music, and a burning desire to do... something. Don't know what. Vaguely feel like RP or writing but I can't seem to get the brain flowing or stay at the comp long enough to actually do anything proselike and proper, and I'm not terribly in the mood for things that are not. Bah. Silly brain. Be nice.

And on a similar but not the same topic, have a writing prompts request. Because oh god, it's October and it's almost midOctober and NaNo is coming up and I have not actually written in what must be months now because it's been at least since I got here, and I need to get back into, you know, DOING THAT.

So.

Five things requests, please? Because I think I can get my head to work in that direction easiest. And I'll take random requests as well, but preferably five things. I'll love you forever if you can give me things directed towards my pups list but I'll really take anything from my fandoms right now.

I keep meaning to make a this-is-my-life-now update and not doing it.

You get that now.

So as most people probably cottoned on to, I moved out of my parent's house in the start of September. The night of August 31st actually, but let's not be picky. I am in the apartment with Nina now (who, for those who don't know this, is my girlfriend, and is theformofstars, and is wonderful). I am looking for a job and it is not going wonderfully, but we can handle our monthly finances till I get one, thank god.

As of the day before yesterday, we have kittens. We had a cat -- well, she had a cat, a large black cat -- and now we have two kittens. Coloringwise I think they're tabbies but I might be using that word wrong.

I have watched every episode of Sports Night a ridiculous amount of times since I got here, except the last disk, which gets put on rarely because, well, it's depressing. I've started watching Sling and Arrows as of yesterday. We have a Beatles poster over our bed and a Frank Sinatra posted over our chair and large sheets of paper to write on over the couch and the bed and more to be put up eventually. I built a bookshelf with a silver hammer we borrowed from a neighbor and moved in with help from an upstairs neighbor for that matter. I'm getting used to the geography of our local shopping complexes and how to get to them. My boxes are not yet entirely unpacked but I'm hoping to work on that today now that I have a bookshelf.

It still feels a little like a dream but the "I'm really here and we have an apartment" moments are more often than not now. I really have nothing else to say, I really had no need to say half these things, but I'm tired and I'm just typing at this point. These are all, despite my out of it-ness, good things. I am here and I am glad it's finally happened.

So, I've been meaning to do a real-life update. You do not get that right now.

However.

We have cats.

They are brothers and kittens and quite sweet and we don't know what to name them yet, SO.

Pair name suggestions?

We have a short-list of sixteen but we're still thinking of things, so suggestions are welcome, and pictures will be coming... eventually.


EDIT: PICTURES I HAVE PICTURES!!!!


( PICTURES! And lots of them. )

the TVTROPES meme ☺


THIS MEME MAKES ME RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY.

:D:D:D:D

I am achy, and sleepy, and out of it, and all in all somewhat mushy, and this is not a grand thing but not a terrible thing either, it is just a thing. That is not the point of this post but probably explains why I feel the need to make it better than any babbling could. So.

It occurs to me that coming home to love is always a good thing, so I would like the world to know three things.

The first: I love my girlfriend. I love being with her. I love being near her. I love talking to her, hanging out with her, geeking out with her, just plain existing with her. I love that I get to be near her every day. I love and am lucky for the fact that she is a part of my life.

The second: I love my Sarah. I love talking to her. I love squeeing with her. I love the idea that someday I will meet her, for goddammit, it will happen. I love knowing I can go to her if I need her and I like to think she knows she can come to me. I love and am lucky for the fact that she is part of my life.

The third: I love my Nora. I love talking to her. I love hanging out with her. I love the fact that it's been years and we're still so close. I love that someday I will meet her because yes, that'll happen too. I love knowing I can call her my sister and knowing she calls me hers. I love and am lucky for the fact that she is part of my life.

And now I am done.

(I also want to state I love my Beth, but I am not going into that for one simple fact: she never checks LJ.)

Any muse, any fandom you know I've ever even touched, any pairing no matter how odd. Claim it in a tag and I write it for you. First come, first served.

( The traits. )

Using only EPISODE names from ONE TV SHOW, cleverly answer these questions. Try not to repeat an episode title. It’s a lot harder than you think! Repost as 'My life according to (show)'

( My life according to Sports Night. Actually, it's not snarky enough to be according to Sports Night, but it'll do. )


...Now I kinda wish I still had the song titles from one singer version of this meme. It had a slightly different question list when I did that one and I can't remember most of the list.

I've just realized I'm going to be at Marion Transit for two hours tomorrow.

I'd be pissed, but it's not being in the house for two hours, and after those two hours I board the bus to bring me home.



... Oh god, home. I'm going home. Granted, I have to come back here to pack and I'm not going to be there for good until next weekend. But I'm going home.

That is a beautiful thought.




In other news, I think we've finally gotten to the point I can recite the entirety of Serenity (the pilot, not the movie), Safe, Our Mrs Reynolds, Jaynestown, Out of Gas, Ariel, The Message, and Objects in Space. My mother's taken to watching Firefly all night and most of the day while working, and just about all those episodes get at least one play a day as of late. I am not complaining. I am amused, though.

Ask me my fannish Top Five [Whatevers]. Any top fives. Doesn't matter what, really. And I will answer them all in a new post. Possibly with pictures.

I sit here and realize I'm singing Dr Horrible while my TV plays the creepy part of Fantasia.


... Okay then.


Other than that I really have nothing to say.


Oh, actually! Because I haven't mentioned it yet. Going to Disney this weekend. It's the brother's birthday and the entire family gets year-round passes as a gift. I've never been, so this should be interesting.

This weekend was wonderful. Stopping by Chuck E Cheese on the way home was not. Sleeping seventeen hours and then napping another two was nice, though.

At some point at Chuck E Cheese, Mom picked up Jingo, read the first page, and now wants me to suggest a Discworld book for her to start with. And we're now watching the Firefly pilot because the babiest wants to watch the show from the beginning.

Mmm, corrupting my family. It's a wonderful pastime.

Stab, stab, stab them all!
We're the stabbers of Stabbington Hall!
We'll flay you, we'll beat you, at Christmas we'll eat you
Murderous bastards all...

Things Nina and I have done or had happen since I arrived here twenty-five hours ago:
*Ham and pineapple pizza MMMMM.
*Playing with the Arbiter and lists outside the milkshake place.
*MILKSHAKE. MMMM.
*Chinese food. Mmmm.
*Sports Night. Yaaaay.
*Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog. Repeatedly.
*Commentary! The Musical. Repeatedly.
*EPIC FUCKING EASTER EGG HUNTS on Dr Horrible.
*ELE applications.
*Listened to the zombie ELE application so much it's driven into our fucking heads.
*Realized the puppet is a creepier bastard than anything else on this DVD.
*Made a kink list, for use in discovering things about pups.
*Listening to Repo! The Genetic Opera, mocking it and not paying much attention (or... watching. Horror, I am bad with it. But listening to it at five am is fucking hysterical.)
*Played chess and checkers to Repo. Well, I did.
*Found things with a pup's PB in it. Watched. Mocked like fuck. Practically asexual soldier boy in a lot of movies where he plays a love interest and takes his shirt off a lot, and one where he's a mob prince
*Gone down that pup's PB's list of movies and found out he plays in other movies a saint, a reverend, and a tango dancing singer who falls for a prostitute.
*Gone down a different pup's PB's list of movies. Found out David Tennant's been in a lot of theater roles that make us smile.
*Watched bits of floppy-haired ickle nineties David Tennant playing a bipolar boy in an asylum.
*Decided John Smith is a supervillian.
*Played with... not even old pups! Random alterego things that cropped up in an early conversation! Back in November! Mmm, fail supervillian and morally grey antihero thingy.
*Sat outside the front door singing along to Dr Horrible on the other side of the door at three in the morning.
*Poked character's sexual habits.
*Were treated to epic fucking hypothetical mythology of hypothetical worlds. Universes. Multiverses. There were invisible highly evolved dogs with a fleet of TARDISes. And they worshipped highly evolved limes and then abandoned them. Said soldier boy from earlier became various mythological characters including Jesus, Adam and the male version of Athena, all because he wouldn't sing or dance. And then the universe ended up in a honey jar that broke and the ants ate the people and the ants got stepped on and the universe died. And somewhere there were spoons. And... we're still not sure what happened. I just know that Koschei is Jesus, and they are being chased by highly evolved dogs who want to kill them repeatedly and make them deities and worship and the limes are not pleased by this, but we're transporting highly evolved lemons to try to cheer them up. ...And Theta is insanely imaginative. But oddly morbid.
*Tea is sane.
*Nina's voice can't pick one accent.

...I love my life.

Because it could be fun. ^^

1) Comment with any character you know I've written/RPed (or thought about playing or writing).

2) Receive three bits of trivia about their sexuality: practices, preferences, experiences, fantasies, kinks, etc.

The list.


Nina and I have been having fun with Dr Horrible for several hours. ^^ It is ridiculously fun.

That was just a string of slightly surreal dreams. Okay then.

The last one involved Neil Gaiman looking for an editor on Craigslist, and the writing of an application for the position.

...Sometimes I don't know what to do with my brain.