It is exacly one week until HBP comes out! *flail*  It is also exactly one week until my 23rd birthday.  ASK ME WHICH I CARE MORE ABOUT.

I swear, someone on the Harry Potter planning front loves me, like half of the movies/books have come out either on or just a few days to either side of my birthday.  I mean, it sucks that HBP was pushed back and I was as pissed as anyone, but it IS really nice that every birthday has perpetually been a Harry Potter birthday.


Blah, I'm in the process of moving.  There's nothing to make you hate everything you own more than having to pack it up and take it somewhere else.  One of these days I'm just going to get rid of it all and gypsy it up just so I don't have to lug it around every year. 

Guh, I'm such a fucking mess right now. That was just...heartbreaking and awful and beautiful. I lost it when they brought the coffin out and continued to bawl intermittently throughout. There were so many moments that just...idk.

And when I realized Paris was going to speak, and especially when she called him "Daddy,"...omg. I honestly can't remember the last time I've cried so hard and when she broke down, and the family was holding onto her, dlkfha;dsfdhsfldfhd;sfahsddalk;fhds;fj BROKE MY FUCKING HEART.

Anytime they showed the kids was pretty heartbreaking, though, like when Al Sharpton was like "Your daddy wasn't weird...what he had to deal with was weird" and she was like the first one on her feet, it was just horrible and beautiful at the same time. And then watching his kids sing "We are the World" and "Heal the World" was heartbreaking. I mean his kids have been such a private thing up until now and actually showing them and how much they loved him kind of brings a whole new image of who he was. My heart goes out to them and I hope everything goes smoothly for the custody and that they can have lives of relative normalcy if they want it, and I truly hope that they hold onto their memories of him and not let media or speculation taint that. He was their father, and that's all that matters.

Those kids are gorgeous, btw. I remember seeing the pictures from when they were tiny and then the occasional shot when they were unmasked, but now you can actually *see* what they look like. And idk about the older two, but I'll be shocked as hell if it turns out that Blanket isn't his biological child because that kids looks exactly like him (only...white).

Idk, I'm rambling and over-emotional, so I'm just going to end this. Thank you, Michael. I hope you're in a better place, wherever you are, and can see this out-pouring of love and appreciation for you, your music, and your life. Thank you and God rest ♥

Forget about BBQs and fireworks. For me, celebrating the 4th of July is all about watching 1776!  Words cannot truly express how obsessed I am with this movie/musical.



In this scene, Richard Henry Lee sings a song about himself and how wonderful he is.  And it's awesome.

I mean really, William Daniels (aka Mr. Feeny!) as John Adams, a pervy and delightfully bitchy Benjamin Franklin, and Thomas Jefferson, the Virginia Love Machine.  It's amazing, like you have no idea, it's WAY up on the top of my favorite movie musicals. 

So yes, at 10:15, my ecstatic little self will be glued to TCM, as I have every year for I don't know how long.  Be sure to turn in on time to hear Robert Osbourne explaining why Richard Nixon had the filmmakers cut "Cool, Cool, Considerate Men," aka the best song in the movie, from the original film and how it has since, blessedly, been RESTORED!

FYI, I haven't peaced out again, I've just been temporarily MIA because my computer's currently out of commission.  Like, it's technically fine, but it contracted a raging spyware/adware outbreak that's attacked and shut down its operating systems so it doesn't actually work.  It's one of those that's all "warning! you may have a virus! run our scans/download our software/buy our products!" shit that's actually the virus/spyware/adware and they try to get your credit card #'s and stuff.  The damn thing's completely useless at the moment because every time you try to do something, the 'ware overrides it and does whatever the fuck it wants (won't open any applications/documents, system pop-ups every 5 seconds, only lets you go to its specified websites, CHANGED MY BACKGROUND to this huge black and red WARNING message, etc). 

The good news: all of my files and documents are thankfully, mercifully fine and have since been backed up on an external harddrive.  The bad news: to get the computer back into shape, I have to wipe it, run my new super awesome anti-virus software, and put all my stuff back on.  The problem is that I can't find my restore disc and so I had to order a new one.  The disc *should* be here in a few days and, in theory, everything from there should be a completely painless process.  Should be.  We shall see.

I'm hoping to be back in working order by the end of the week!

Jesus fucking Christ, Ed McMahon, Farrah, and now MJ? 

WHAT THE LITERAL FUCK, WORLD?

I can't even process this shit.  Like, idkidkidk. 

No matter what you think about his behavior or what he may or may not have done in his personal life, you can't take away his genius and his accomplishments.

Urgh, my mind, it's blown.

Holy shit, and ONTD is suspended.  Jfc.

I love this book sososo fucking much and just ad;fhlkdsafhd;salfhdsfhds;fhdsdfhda;slfd;fjdlsfjdsfj

OK. I read this book like a year ago and I love it so much more than I can say. I've been really worried about the film version because they kept pushing it back, Eric Bana is super questionable casting for Henry for me (and I'm still not sold on RM, frankly, though I love her), they cut out some MAJOR plot points/characters, and just in general, I'm worried that they'll ruin the book I love so much. That actually looks really beautiful and wonderful, and now I DON'T KNOW. And fuck them, because now I've got my hopes up and if it sucks then it's going to suck that much worse because I was prepared for it to be crap and now I think it might not be so I'm going to be crushed when it is. Oh fuck, I'm not kidding myself, if it's awful I would have been crushed either way. But still. WORSE.

And omg, I'm not even lying, I totally teared up just fucking watching that. If it hits me like the book did (which I was counting on NOT happening) I don't even know how the hell I'm going to hold myself together when I watch it. Everything about that entire story just hits me SO fucking hard, like...idkidkidk. It's so beautiful and awful and I love it so much.

Please don't suck, please don't suck, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease don't suck ♥

UM, OK, BITCH.  Much as I loathe Mady, that's fucked up.  "Mom, I'm thirsty, I'm dehydrating, can I have some water?" "No, be quiet, sit down, we're filming." *drinks right in front of the dying kid*  Mady's a little bitch, but it's pretty clear how she got that way.  I know she was being whiny and annoying, but damn.

Urgh, these fucking people.

 


I get it, whatever, he's ~famous and ~important.  Ok, but like...he's walking.  Ultimately, he's this kind of pathetic guy who's just walking into an airport.  DOES THERE SERIOUSLY NEED TO BE 20+ CAMERAS (and video!) DOCUMENTING THIS OH SO MAGICAL OCCURENCE?  I mean really.   

That shit is ridiculous.

Does anyone know how to get an RSS feed onto your LJ?  Like, how to get a site feed to show up on your flist.  I know it's possible, I just can't figure out how.

Fuck, apparently you have to have a paid account to do it.  Would someone with a paid account want to be really really awesome and do one for me?  I'll...shower you with love and adoration or something, lol.

Please?

Michelle: Well now I’m unraveling because the pressure’s on. Oh! Let’s go through a quick thing, this will be fun: Favorite movie, tv, song… (his eyes roll back in his head) Is that gonna make you nuts?

Adam: I’m not good at favorites! Favorite movie is Velvet Goldmine, I can say that.

ADAM LAMBERT, SHUT THE FUCK UP, I LOVE YOU SO CRAZY HARD.

Um...carry on, lol. Oh, LJ, be glad I've spared you my Adam Lambert gushing over these last months.  It's so not cute, lol.

Bandit Lee Way



Lolz.  BANDIT!   Like...really?  I can't decide if it's super lame or like...really kind of badass.  BANDIT! BANDIT! BANDIT!  Actually, I guess I'm surprised it's not worse, like Pilot-Inspektor kind of worse.  But seriously, these poor, poor, celebrity children.  LMAO.

Also, yo...hey.  It's been awhile, like...a really really long while.  Things have been kind of weird and crazy and just too much going on and idk.  A few months ago I was going to make a big post talking about everything that was going on, but I'm just kind of over it and ready to get back to life, so...yeah. 

 

LOL FOREVER


See Dick.  See Dick roll.  ROLL, DICK, ROLL!


ETA: Am I a horrible person for laughing at a little old man in a wheelchair?  ...yes.  Do I give a flying fuck?  NO!  Being who/what he is would, tbh,  have been enough for me, but the fact that he pulled a muscle (possible in his groin!  HA!) while moving into his new residence just slays me.  Karma's a bitch, Dick!

Ok, I am neither a fan of All American Rejects, nor do I really like "Womanizer," but this is the funniest thing I've seen in a good long while.  Between the toy accordian, the beer bottles (actually, the entire ~percussion section, lol), the band interjections, and the crazy eyes, this video is fucking GOLD.

"Hey sir!  ...What are you doing?"

"Uh...trudging.  You know, trudging?  ...To trudge?  To trudge: the slow, weary, depressing yet determined walk of a man who has nothing left in his life except the impulse to simply...soldier on."

...yeah, that uh just about sums it up, lmao.


ETA: LOL, I just re-read that and decided that it might be helpful to clarify that that was more in reference to the weather, etc, as opposed to, you know, life in general.  Not that it isn't exaclty applicable, but I'm not quite there yet, lol.

I hope wherever you guys are it's warmer than the balmy -7 F we've got here :/

So...I'm back from the land of no internet/phone/cable, etc.  Actually, I've been back for a few days, technically, but I put myself on LJ-suspension to clean and try to get my life in order.  Some of that's going alright, I guess, lmao.

Let's see, let's see..

--Christmas/New Years went smashingly.  I got bunches of things because my family has always been sort of ridiculous when it comes to Christmas but my favorites were:

-Rockband (squee!),
-a triple-Buddha oil burner,
-a digital picture frame,
-a bunch of moose stuff and a sheep! (both of which are my favorite things in the history of forever, btw)  This sheep is the black counterpart to the white one I got at Bed Bath and Beyond in...Columbus?  IDK, but the one that smells like Lavender, you guys?  IT NOW HAS A MATE!!! 

Oh, and lots of books:  The Handmaid's Tale, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, The Road, a shiny new copy of The Picture of Dorian Gray (my old one was falling apart and had to be left at home, lol), and the James Herriot series!!!  Oh, how I love those books.  And this badass giant book with all of the front pages from the New York Times (from 1851-2008) with discs with all the articles.  This makes the history geek inside of me squee like you have no idea, lol.

--All of you who sent me cards, THANK YOU!  I got them all in a giant stack when I came home, lol.  I love them lots :)

--My future is now completely fucking up in the air, and the only sure thing right now is that I'm out of a home come August 1st.  Actually, it'll probably be like July 20th or something, so that they can ~clean.  Guess what I'll be doing for my birthday, lol?  But yeah, idk...some serious life plans have to be set in the coming weeks/months and it's really not something I want to think about.

--I am most definitely in for WAtF this weekend as of like 2 days ago.  I haven't seen them or any of that crew since like July 4th.  Actually, I haven't even been to a show since then what with the hecticness of everything going on.  All of the above is completely unacceptable, btw.

--Today's project:  go to the BMV and obtain a new ID card so that I can actually get into the show on Saturday.  At some point (and I honestly cannot say when...) I lost the damn thing.  I think it was around the time of getting my wisdom teeth removed because that's about the last time I know I saw it and I was pretty messed up then.  I cleaned everything and it's quite literally nowhere to be found :(

Still on the agenda:  clean, clean, plan life, clean.  Boo.  But tomorrow Denise comes and then the show happens, and that, my friends, is some of the best news I've had in a good long while :)

The rules are that for 8 days you have to post something that made you happy that day. tag 8 people to do the same.

Idk, like half of you have done this already...I tag maleficentjadis, tallulahkins, rayla_, studiocafe, symmetryvehement, pansylove, schizophrenic0


Today, more than anything, THIS is making me happy:

 


Please allow me to introduce to you Lorelei Snow White!

( MOAR! )

I am so in love with her it's not even funny.  Apparently this is going to be like the one child I make an exception for.  Maybe because it's *mine* as opposed to some random child?  Idk, but she's fantastic. 

SHE EVEN HAS THE COX NOSE!  This would be my father's great grand-child...those are some strong fucking genes, lmao.