Love…
The look on the old man pyro’s face when the wildfire catches flame.
Totally “I simultaneously crapped and came in my depends!” Lol
And how fucking cool is green, undying fire? :)
Chop Chop
Last night I dreamed I had to go to the hardware store. And I thought “Oh man, not the hardware store. It’s always full of zombies.” I was a little scared, till I realized I had my ax.
It was dark, and full of zombies. Which I handily decapitated.
I tried to help some poor idiot escape, but he got eaten.
It was a little scary at first, until I realized how I great I was at killing zombies. Then it was just fun, like playing whac a mole or skee ball. Except with an ax, and a lot more blood.
My dreams are just so awesome lately. =)
Don’t go in the hardware store…but if you do, bring an ax!
Who needs the movies?
My dreams just get weirder and weirder.
I dreamed I was at work on the first day of Lightning in a Bottle, being bummed that I was at work. I was trying to stream some of it online. Then I started noticing these weird people in the hallway. For some reason, kind of hippieish people were just hanging out in the hallway. I started talking with one of them, and it was one of the guys who performed in LIB last year- Baths. Then he was like, oh I have to leave now. And they all headed out the back staircase that goes to the parking lot.
I ran out the door after them, but they were gone. Then all of a sudden this stream of people starts coming up the stairs. Hippies, all of them. I just stand there holding the door open. Hilariously, I greet them all the way the bellhops in Tower of Terror at DL greet guests. I’m like “Thanks for dropping in. We hope you enjoy your stay. BWAHAHAHAHA.”
Then I notice all the people are gathering around my office door and laughing. I’m all “What’s going on here?” And the people are like “That’s a great sign.”
I look on my door, and there is a beautifully typed and hand illustrated sign.
It reads:
PLEASE DO NOT SEXUALLY HARASS, GROPE OR FONDLE THE EMPLOYEES WHILE THEY ARE GOING TO THE BATHROOM!
The absolute best part is the illustration- a little stick figure woman sitting on a toilet with ginormous boobies getting groped/fondled by a little stick figure man.
LOL That has got to be the most hilariously stupid dream ever. I should totally use Publisher to make that sign and put it on my door…except the whole “getting fired” thing would kind of suck.
How I wish I were on a plane, a drink in my hand, and heading to LIB. Oh fucking well. Bigger and better things I guess. Like…uh…the Red Elvises are in town Friday. That’s pretty cool… :) Wheee!
Why am I such a cynic??
I decided it would be a good idea to attend my stupid Associates degree graduation ceremony. It’s kind of an accomplishment. Sort of, I mean it’s on the way to my Bachelor’s degree.
But I just couldn’t prevent myself from smirking and rolling my eyes the entire damn time.
Evidence for my graduation’s severe lameness:
A. The president of the college introduced our speaker by reading, verbatim, the “brief introduction” for said speaker that was printed in the damn program. Are you retarded? Couldn’t you say something fucking original that isn’t printed in the stupid program? I just wanted to gouge my stupid eyes out because you bored me so damn much. Then at the end, he forgot the words for “dignitaries” and “lobby” and I had to try really hard not to bust out laughing.
B. Some fucker decided it would be a great idea to have his friend come up and play some gay ass Ben Harper song, accompanied by his ukulele. I wish I was joking. I really, really do. Again, eye rolling and smirking.
C. It was at my old high school auditorium.
D. They were all “Super good job, Kommunity Kollege staff for helping these brave students overcome their adversities and make good! Woot!”
Seriously, my ASS helped me more than any of their staffers. I just wanted to punch them. Their advisement/admin staff is completely worthless. I’ve shit things that could give students more useful advice than any of those people.
E. I look like a total nut job in a cap and gown. Like I need an ax and a hand puppet to carry around and have conversations with. Not to mention, I forgot to bobby pin my stupid cap on, and I spent the whole ceremony trying to keep it from being completely crooked.
So basically, I eye-rolled/smirked/choked trying not to laugh my way through graduation ceremonies. The worst part is my mother took a bunch of awful pictures of me in my horrid cap and gown and tried to tag them all on Facebook. =/
I love Sandor Clegane
But not Gregor, he’s one scary ass motherfucker.
Seriously though, I fucking love the Hound. His dogged (haha punny) devotion to Sansa makes me get all teary eyed.
Especially when he’s disemboweling rioting commoners. Is it super wrong that I laughed out loud at that?? I’m sorry, it was just so awesome.
“You touched my little bird. Your intestines get to see daylight now, bitch!”
Ah, Sandor. You can disembowel me a commoner ANY DAY OF THE WEEK. Oh yeah.
Yes, he’s horribly disfigured. But that just makes me love him even more. As a woman, I can’t help but want to fix the un-fixable. It’s like my fatal flaw. I’m all “Aww, you’re all broken and messed up. Here, let me give you my freaking soul to try to fix you!” Which never really worked out that well for me, because as it turns out a lot of guys who are fucked up are just FUCKED UP assholes.
But I really don’t think it’s Sandor’s fault he’s fucked up. I mean, Gregor Clegane is his brother. We all (if we read the book) know the back story there, dear lord.
Theon Greyjoy- you are an idiot. I kind of wish Osha had stabbed him though, because despite him being an idiot- that would be a hell of a lot nicer than what he’s got coming.
Loved how Robb was trying to make time with (I guess) Jeyne Westerling’s replacement, and then- his mom shows up! LOL Getting cockblocked by your mommy must be kind of embarrassing.
I love and hate this season. I know what’s coming, and I guess a tiny part of me secretly hopes something will change and it won’t freaking happen. Of course part of what’s coming- I can’t freaking wait to see! Prince Joffrey! Here’s looking at you, you psychotic, crossbow wielding dick!
OMG when the dragons were kidnapped I couldn’t take the screaming. It seriously sounded like little kids being tortured. I just wanted to run and save them. Am I totally nuts, or did that not happen in the book? I really need to reread them.
