roar roar roar

When the cat's away, the mice will play; and when the cats = both housemates and the mice = me, play = spend an entire weekend glued to the internet, wading around gleefully and with wild abandon through multiple fandoms; hop-skipping from one to the other like a drunken sailor on port night.

But with my back seizing up and my mouth tasting like a dog's asshole and a desperate need to get to the grocery store and a pile of dishes downstairs that need cleaning before L finally gets home this evening to hopefully reintroduce me back into polite society... I stand up to pull on shoes, still giggling maniacally over the latest fic I've dived into; and as I do, I say "Oh Eames, tee hee! ... I love Infection."

Which seemed absolutely apt.

BUT NOW I'M OFF TO DO GROWN-UP THINGS! As in, things that functioning grown-ups do. Not adult sexy things. Because my dumb boyfriend and I just had our first one year anniversary a month and a half ago, and we're fast approaching our second one year anniversary in a few weeks' time.

The former would be one year of us being together; and the latter will be one year that we'd been dating long-distance. BOO. BAH HUMBUG.

Still, totally a cutie!

And now I'm off.

sooooo, i haven't updated in like a million years, and just lots and lots has been going on since. i have a boyfriend whom i must leave in about two weeks' time because i have a pending move to portland, and it breaks my heart, but what are you going to do; i have been kicking it in hot louis with my girls; i have gone to chicago to see more girls; i have seen some kickass movies and played some kickass video games; but none of that apparently merited an update.

NOT SO TONIGHT! because i am sitting right next to endril_lei on her couch, and we have pizza in our tummies, and beers in our tummies and in her fridge and on her counter and in front of us on coasters, and a television in front of us which is primed for supernatural's season 5 premiere in fifteen minutes.

o.
m.
g.

we plan on yelling, foaming at the mouth, into our keyboards post-viewing, but i thought i should document this moment for posterity's sake. molly thompson, remember this moment always: you had no idea what you were in store for.

(except for all those spoilers that came out at comic-con, you had an idea about those.)

dean! sam! castiel! apocalypse! omfg! OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!

so that is what is going on right now!

edit: OH WHACK, IT'S NOT ON TIL NINE, WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.

lol, whut, posting for the first time in ages cause of torchwooooooooooooooooooooooood

omggggggg

look, this is my only torchwood icon that i have, so i am forced to use it. ianto making a frowny face, I GUESS THAT IS JUST THE WAY THE COOKIE CRUMBLES.

jeepers, i'll have to touch on this topic again very soon, cause right now holy crap, can't even put 'er into words.

BOTH CHUCK AND DOLLHOUSE HAVE BEEN RENEWED!

both on limited 13 episode seasons, but WHATEVS WHATEVS i am so happy. i was trying to be optimistic about chuck, but it got hard there at the end. anyway, i ate subway on the monday of the season finale (in berlin, but still) and i did the whole "have a heart" donation to the heart association under chuck's name, so yeah: YOU ARE ALL WELCOME FOR PRSONALLY SAVING CHUCK.

speaking of: OMG dollhouse finale. parts i did not like, parts i lurrrrrrrrrrrrved, and parts?
( jesus christ, joss. )

anyway. i gotta go do some stuff. currently packing up my room and cleaning it from stem to stern; headed to paris tomorrow for one last hurrah and a barbeque at the maison argentine; and then i've got a few loose-ends to tie up before i leave early early early on thursday.

for now i've got wine to buy.

hurray, chuck!

i have loads to update about -- recent awesome fuckin' trips to germany and scot-land, imminent return to the states thank you fucking god, et cetera -- but instead i am going to post this. it is definitely tl;dr, and there's no way any of you would bother ANYWAY, because you are all such stupid WHORES, and do not watch this great fuckin' show. BUT I DIGRESS.

OMG OMG OMG SUPERNATURAL FINALE
seeing as i have been reduced to (i am being totally honest here) squealing and shoving my tightly-clenched little fists against my mouth in spasms of glee, and gasping “oh my god oh my god oh my god,” and THE EPISODE HASN’T EVEN STARTED YET...
well, i figured this would be a good opportunity for one of my play-by-play reviews. so that i might be able to relive this joy for years to come!

( if any of you gals are the praying type... now’d be a good time to start. )

so yeah. consider my world rocked.





...psst!!! america in five days!!!

god, this pruter is jacked up beyond belief. here's hoping this posts successfully.

anyways.

FAREWELL, MY FRIENDS! i bid adieu to stupid soissons and stupid france and all available downloading of my stories (during finales! argh argh argh!) and all oral/aural comprehension, for i am off to germany. for like, nine days, so WOW that's a lot of travelling. it is going to be totally awesome, and i am going to have nonstop fun with my dear friend julia, and maybe her mom will mother me some. (it has been months since i have been with my mother; i am in need of mothering.)

thennnnnnnn, as if nine days living out of a suitcase weren't a lot already, i head directly to scot-land to do ANOTHER nine days, this time chez friend say-rah; and her mum has already promised loads of mothering, and her stepdad has promised magic tricks (!!!), and i've been promised an afternoon-long roast, and anyway we're just going to be hopping from one city to the next.

MY GOODNESS. it is going to be some kind of thing.

anyway, i get back on the 12th -- probably going to stay in paris that night, and then it's back here to soissons to start packing up and saying my goodbyes. I LEAVE FOR THE STATES ON THE 21ST. cause, like, there's this big to-do at my grandparents' during memorial day weekend, so i'ma get in face time then.

BUT FOR NOW I AM OFF! wish me luck. i hate planes blargh blargh blargh.

i am going to go on a murdering spree if "chuck" doesn't get picked up for a third season. i am going to take to the streets with some kind of weapon, and i am going to start killing innocent bystanders. all the while raving "HOW DARE YOU NBC, IT WAS YOUR MOST SOLIDLY ENTERTAINING AND GENERALLY FUCKING AWESOMEST SHOW EVER, ALSO ADAM BALDWIN," and then the poor sap i am bludgeoning/dicing/whatever will scream "dude, i totally agree with you, i am pissed off too, especially since they immediately renewed ol' piece-a-shit 'heroes,' and besides i don't even work for nbc, i'm a plumber," and then i will not even heed their words because i will be too enraged to process their meaning.

seriously, i love me some "chuck." i'ma be out of the country (i'm ALREADY out of the country; i'ma be out of the country #2) for the next two-and-a-half weeks, so i will not get a chance to view the finale til like mid-may, but i could totally deal if only i knew that "chuck" was good for next season. i live in hellish fear.

and, um, the past several episodes have been INSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANE.

now i gotta go, cause this computer is a piece of crap and omits like every other letter i type

this is me, yping at a regular speed, and doyou SE how fucking obnoxious it is? i keep havingto go back and add in fucking letters, and its really just an enomous pain in my ass

and also i am due to get a drink with a french buddy of mine, soooooo...

today was my second-to-last day at school, except when i rolled into town, i learned that one of my two profs today was at an all-day meeting; so i spent an hour discussing what we were all going to do over the holidays with a class of babies (and every single one of them offered some variation on “i will go to [insert family member here]’s,” til i had to forbid the use of “go”), and then hopped on a train to come back home at noon. JESUS CHRIST, WHAT A LIFE.
... i do think frequent train rides will be super high on the list of things i will seriously miss about life here, though. i think it’s my favorite mode of transportation. to be fair, i have been aching to get behind the wheel of a car for months now, so THAT’LL be a relief. but i will miss the shit out of the trains quand même.

so did anybody else see the first of the “doctor who” specials for 2009? “planet of the dead?” cause it TOTALLY aired, right under my nose; and i wouldn’t have had the foggiest idea except it showed up on one of my tv-show-piracy sites when i was trolling for new episodes of “chuck” and the like.

so yeah, did anybody else see it? i just watched it last night, and, um. well, i guess everything else i have to say needs to go ( under a cut. )

AND WHY WOULDN’T THE WORMHOLE EXPAND OUTWARDS AS WELL AS UP???? i get why they had to do it that way. but couldn’t they have thrown in some sciency timey-wimey stuff explanation? just to appease my offended sensibilities.

also, in case anybody is curious, when he’s all “allons-y!”, she replies “yeah, but we’re going towards a nightmare.” only with a pretty crap accent.
... though GOD, the worst french accent i’ve heard recently was tango on “dollhouse,” two episodes ago. it made my ears crawl up inside my head. she says (or rather, attempts to say) “every word you say is like the grunting of a pig to my ears. the cars are SO disgusting. i don’t know WHY i keep using this car service in los angeles.” which, y’know, is highly amusing, considering the pain she’s putting me in.
OOPS SORRY DID I GET ALL PRETENTIOUS FOR A SECOND? my bad, holmes.

i have way more shit to discuss as regards my stories as of late (“heroes?” jack coleman, in ep 22?! FORGET ABOUT IT) (“chuck???” SERIOUSLY OMG) (also, um, how hilarious was it, seeing adam baldwin tranqed AGAIN?!?!) (i wanted so fervently for him to start grasping at all the floaty lights) but i’ve got some errands to take care of, so i’ll have to spazz more later.

... and totes ridiculous, but oh well here we go:

everybody should go here: http://racebending.com/
to sign the petition
as regards the casting news on the upcoming "avatar" movie

because here are the characters from the show:


and here is who's been cast:


and here is where i could go on a massively long tangent about how awesome it was, that "avatar" was a massively popular children's show that presented, as the website says, "a refreshing departure from predominantly white American media" -- the likes of which i can only compare to ursula le guin and the earthsea trilogy -- and also how fucking CRAZY infused each episode was with eastern philosophy and cultural importance; and how, yes, refreshing and INSPIRING that was; and christ what a travesty this casting news is, BUT I WON'T CAUSE IT SEZ ALL THAT SHIT ON THE SITE.

anyway, the petition takes like two seconds, so everybody should go do it, don't be a dick, the end.

HOLY SHIT LAST NIGHT'S EPISODE OF SUPERNATURAL WAS THE BEST FUCKING THING I HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED

HOLY SHIT THERE ARE NO WORDS
right at the moment
but
holy shit. holy shit, you can expect a play-by-fuckin-play update tomorrow, after the fuckin' fact.

oh my god, y'all, oh my god.

... damn, i wish some of you guys were (still) watching this show.

um, also?
not only was it the best episode everrrr.
it was the gayyyyyyyyyyyyyest.


(argh, and now i have to go hang out with pgbf and his posse, speaking french all night and the like, even while i'd ruther just watch this shit on repeat for five hours straight. et tu, social life and lust for french ass???)