My fandom ATE the butler.

'Bittersweet' is a fine and dandy word to use in writing and all, but my hazelnut roast is leaving the nastiest aftertaste in my mouth, like, ever.

You guys have probably heard about Brokeback Mountain, but if you haven't: "The gay cowboy movie is a sadly neglected genre." BWAH. I <3 Empire Online. This is what they have to say about POTC2: "Frankly, if Cap'n Jack Sparrow were to lie on a beach and drink rum for 90 minutes that would be good enough for us." Great minds think alike, yo.

I predict that this movie will spawn many an incest fic. And that's wrong! *discreetly shoves Murphy/Connor drabble under rug* Fandom ate our morals, man. I think it also killed het when no one was looking. That aside, it looks like a pretty cool movie. D'you know it's coming out the same month as Alexander? November is my new crush.

Connect the dots! The Brothers Grimm --> Lena Headey --> Gossip --> my default icon. Teeheehee. Norman Reedus is everywhere, only not really.

Poll, ghetto-ass unpaid account-style: chowderhead and I: a) r00lz j00!, b) need to be locked up, or c) seriously, lock them up already.

I'm listening to Weezer. Aww. I haven't listened to Weezer in a damn long time. I'm getting all wistful-like. *gropes CT, Di, Jess, and Xa*

We don't need no upgraded DeLorean.

I slipped on nostalgia and fell in a puddle of RPS. This is for the old crowd, with <3. I take responsibility for any stupids in the fic.

Weezer RPS. Brian/Mikey. PG13.

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