(616): who are you and why are you in my phone as dr. seuss

Currently:
Friending: Selectively. We need to have a bit in common - things we can squee over mutually! Because I like squeeing, yes I do.
In love with: Rachel Bilson. ♥ ♥ ♥
Shipping like a crazy person: Doctor/Master. Forever.

Comment for addage so I have an idea of who you are! Fandom stuffs is always public.

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i'm finished with livejournal and won't be updating anymore. if you have me friended, defriend me. i had a fantastic time with most of you, and i'll miss all the memories, especially my hp caps people, which is why i won't be deleting the journal. however, i will be defriending one and all. so it's been great, but it's time for me to move on.

also: if you want to keep in touch with me, my aim is: drum out a beat. my email is: thatgirlyouknew@gmail.com.

HANNIBAL: MOST ROMANTIC BOOK I HAVE EVER READ, RESTORED MY FAITH IN HUMANITY ETC.

with the hannibal and clarice and the clarice and hannibal and the hannibal/clarice otp forever SINCE I WAS A LITTLE GIRL I DREAMED OF THIS DAY

and now that i'm, you know, clean and have time to kill i got around to reading the book because the movie's ending left me UNSATISFIED

oh oh but no one believed me, 'that's not how it ends' 'they're... *not* meant to be' 'kim you're disgusting' 'you will never find a mate'

BUT NOW THEY SEE, IT'S BEEN PROVEN, IT'S RIGHT THERE BITCH



who needs a life when my childhood hopes & dreams have been fulfilled

i shipped them before i knew what shipping was, in the years when CERTAIN SIBLINGS tried to terrify me via various films, pulling things such as telling me if i stop watching NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET WITH HER freddy was going to KILL ME IN MY SLEEP and then i started watching them by myself, warped forever, and i need to see a therapist about the awkward feelings i have towards freddy krueger now but ANYWAY



maybe it says bad things that this is the first thing i ever really shipped in a m2b way when i was like 9 or 11 or whatever but those are also the years where i came up with this whole movie plot about vicious killer dogs from the grave. actually i focused less on the plot and more on the death scenes and my cousins and nieces/nephews were the ~stars~ of the piece and i told each and every one how they were going to brutally die and i think i mentioned the word 'guts' at least three times to every single one of them, i do remember there was a scene where katie had her ankles bitten off and she was like, crawling across a dock dragging blood and tendons and the dog was just sort of... crawling after her in a taunting manner. i died third to last in this fine film and it involved my great dane jumping out from beneath the porch then dragging me underneath it and blood splattering up between the boards. ah, childhood. thank god we didn't have a camera to actually try making any of this happen.

but THE POINT IS, hannibal/clarice ~epic romance~ and maybe that makes me weird but idc idc.

dear evilgrins,

you have nudged me twice. i find this troublesome. you are a bastard coated bastard with bastard filling. oh yeah.

dear thomas harris,

THANK YOU FOR MAKING HANNIBAL/CLARICE A ~REALITY~. may they eat doves surrounded by the hounds of hell forever.

dear various gossip girl writers,

i have loathed your show since the first season and all the horrible storylines now forgiven for the build-up of dan/blair that you have graced my existence with. i have skipped every scene in season four ever and have watched only the dan/blair scenes strung together on youtube. it's not quite a 'i can finally die' ordeal; that realization came with the master saving the doctor's life.

dear sis,

HAHA YOU TRIED TO DYE YOUR HAIR BROWN AND IT CAME OUT BLACK NANANA brb all over fb

and now, for those who have nudged me rudely, you may realize that i have absolutely nothing to post about.

IT TAKES FOREVER TO DO ANYTHING ON HERE

ok ok ok

bones. BONES. :|

so first of all, i took a break from stephen king to avoid the destroying of my hopes and dreams via the demise of favorite characters and favorite ships, so i get into bones, right, because my sis has the dvds, right

well i couldn't really get into the first couple of seasons, and then sweets happened. SWEETS SWEETS SWEETS. who, for now, is still alive. WOO.

only my original favorite character is shipped off, and while i'm enjoying sweets, a new character comes into the fray, to steal my heart and my various ideas and reminds me of my rp character sammie a little, so right, heart stealage, and then BAM THEY TAKE THEM AWAY TOO WHY WHY

so i still have sweets. and booth. ...and booth/sweets omnom. I CAN TOTALLY SEE IT AND I CAN ALSO SEE BOOTH/SWEETS/BONES BECAUSE HE LIKES THEM, OH YES. not that i don't enjoy sweets/daisy because wow, cute, he's her ~lancelot etc. but you know.

and now i'm wayyyy too into ghost adventures and i'm beginning to watch their vlogs and stuff and oh right. i'm shipping stuff there too. which is weird, i know, but i can't help it. zak tries to be all cool and smooth and badass and stuff but then he runs fleeing like a girl from a snake and trips over shit and makes stupid remarks and i really like this show and it's kind of spoiled all other ghost shows for me. i've never liked the people doing the investigating this much - how cute is aaron!

and the mighty boosh has also taken up my time and attention, is it wrong to be aroused by the hitcher? even though he's all green and stuff. and at one point has a giant thumb. idk idk. at least i'm not aroused by old gregg, right? right?

eels~!

right. shipping stuff on zelda again too. i have a n64 emulator on this computer and i'm about half-way through ocarina of time all over again, and it's totally link/zelda all the way, fuck saria and malon, ZELDA DRESSED UP AS A MAN FOR HIM. saria's just a stupid sage. zelda's a crossdressing PRINCESS. deal. with. that.

pirates of the caribbean was good, went to see it with gin. highly erotic movie and i'll probably be shipping weird stuff soon. THE LAST HARRY POTTER MOVIE EVER IS COMING OUT AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THIS PAIN? whatevs. team george. it's the team that lives. booya.

^ unrelated.

spittingfish and i are currently living in a box. now, don't get me wrong, the box is cozy. ...at night time when you haven't been inside the box all day.

at least we're living somewhere awesome. oh wait, we're not.

BUT IT'S ALL GOOD BECAUSE WE WILL BE and my family is jealous

but this heat. THIS HEAT. it is OUTRAGEOUS.

so check out my future roommate:

fancynewgin: and omfg COLD MACARONI/
fancynewgin: WITH BACON BITS?
fancynewgin: OMFG KIM
fancynewgin: HEAVEN IN A BOWL
fancynewgin: you know what im talking abotu right
fancynewgin: like, with the mayonese
fancynewgin: and bacon bits
fancynewgin: and its so good
fancynewgin: and you just want to slather it on some guys cock
fancynewgin: and lick it off

i'm going to be trimming my flist down again soon since i seem to have abandoned livejournal completely. my poor bb journal.

waking up at 6 am is no fun, but if you didn't actually wake up and just weren't able to sleep all night because of back pain, it's even less fun.

i go for another driver's license test today. oh wondrous joys.

spittingfish and i are scheduled to move in together in due time. meaning early april. i am really wicked excited about this.

i told myself i would steer clear of bandom and all its RL slashing but there i was, having a dream wherein i was the eleventh doctor, only the most random men ever were hitting on me - that kid beaver from veronica mars, i don't even watch that show, and brendon urie, unf. i was 11 and i was drunk but being 11 is NOT THE RIGHT CHOICE for who you want to be when various men are hitting on you. in reality, after that much hypervodka, i would not have turned down brendon urie and i probably wouldn't have turned beaver down either, i mean c'mon, boy just needs a hug.

but apparently 11 disagrees with this. i wish i would've just been, idk, ten or something, ten's a hobag, or maybe amy then everyone could've been dressed as romans.

or river. actually that would've been better than all of them, i still would've turned everyone down, i would've been too busy soaking up my own awesomeness.

my internet is bothering me, it's going on-off-on-off so it's kind of not worth the trouble to even bother posting. not that i bother to do that anyway anymore. i'm rapidly losing interest in lj related things when i used to be on lj all the time - but i also went through a phase a few years ago where i ditched the internet completely and didn't pop back up online for like a year and a half when i made hpcaps, which turned me into an internet junkie all over again which then proceeded to bring on depression, so i kinda get to where the more time i spend online with online hobbies, the more depressed i am, whereas if i'm out off my ass doing stuff irl i don't feel so bad. this is probably why spittingfish wants to live with me, because she's ~possessive~ (i call her master in bed) and i can't really disappear if i'm like, living with her, and she'll be able to keep me awake more easily.

Updating from my new phone. Sup gin sup

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