IRC-Galleria

so, I'm thinking I'll sign up to the fic-a-thon thing at McFlyslash. BUT! there is a big but(t). (AHAH did you laugh? No, I thought as much. I did though. I have wanted to make a butt joke for years, no lie, so just bare with me. THERE WILL BE LOADS OF THOSE COMING, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Also, I need to focus on what I'm talking about instead of making brackets longer than my entry. I'll stfu now.) so, here is the BUT.

I need people. Not to tell me what to write, because if you try to tell me what to write I'll chop your toes off with one of those machete things, and I'm not even kidding, I promise I will do it, but. I need someone to whine to, to use as a ballplank for my ideas. Someone that will listen to me going hours and hours about the thing I'm working on without asking me to kindly shut the fuck up nao, or tell me 'no, this and this is how you do it, you big loser', because then toe-chopping will ensue and nobody wants that. If I want to screw up, let me do it my way! Someone that will tell me to not just forget it and remind me to kindly work on it when I'm trying to get out of it. I NEED MY FRIENDS, WHAT. this is my creative process, people. this is how it works, this is how it always has worked, this is how it always will work! i will always need people to take all my ranting without complaints, because that's how I work. (also; man, is it gonna be hard for me to find a husband some day. AHAH.)

wow, sorry. I needed to get that out of my system. man, i feel good now. anyone? aanyone of all the people I know?

Also, Zac Efron needs to stop appearing in my dreams. I CANNOT TAKE IT. GO AWAYYYYYYYYYY.

ahah. I need to stop screaming whenever something good happens. my neighbours just knocked on the door and asked if everything was fine, because they heard some odd screaming from here fifteen minutes ago. they also said that they heard weird noises from here a few days ago, and did I know what that was all about?
I WAS SO EMBARRASSED, GUYS. SO EMBARRASSED. they wouldn't go away before I admitted that today was me just screaming because I opened the Royal Air Mail envelope and found my tickets. GAAAAAH. i need to stop humiliating myself in front of my neighbours, omg. I NEED TO STOP IT. *headdesk*

on another note; IT'S 29,3 C INSIDE MY HOUSE. WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK. I'M DYING HERE, GUYS, DYING. BOILING. ARGH.

oh, and also:
Frida: well, name someone famous and French.
Alisa: ...um.
F: Napoleon!
A: duh.
F: okay, well... Neil Armstrong?
A: didn't he fly to the moon?
F: oh, damn. the other Armstrong?
A: Louis?
F: THAT'S THE ONE! he was French! the biker!
A: was he?
F: or did he just bike the Tour de France?

WELL, WHAT. YOU NAME SOMEONE FAMOUS AND FRENCH, IT'S NOT THAT EASY.

I love my B&J's-delivered. Lee, ily. <3

Oh, and: MY OVARIES. DIE, BASTARDS. DIE IN A FIRE. DIIIIIIIIIIIIE. Thanks.

Text message of the day:
Frida: i just woke up from a three-hour nap with the kid and there is a stalker outside the window, help!
Jenny: is it a man, a woman or a vegetable?

BOOM BOOM BOOM GUYS the pictures are all at: http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewPicture&friendID=28129529&albumId=2036599

...just when you thought you'd reached the limit of loving them, they do this. I CAN'T TAKE IT.
(imma upload them to my photobucket btw, hold on :DD)

KIDS, THE CORNWALL PICTURES. OMGGGGGGGGGG. THIS PICTURE DOESN'T EVEN COVER THE AWESOMENESS OF IT, THIS ONE IS JUST BECAUSE OF THE JUNES. OMG. DYING, ME, YEAH.

OH WAIT GLEEFUL DOESN'T EVEN COVER IT??

SOMEBODY TO LOVE SEQUEL
THE DOWN UNDER DVD, AND ANNAS LITTLE FACE! AND MATTHEW! AND HER PAPERS! AND HER ACCENT! AND SHE IS SO TINY! AND SO CUTE! AAAHHHHHH!
LIES + EVERYTIME
TOM'S LAUGH
RADIO:ACTIVE IN GENERAL
TEA
THE TICKETS

I CANNOT STOP FLAILING AND SCREAMING AND GLEEFACE-ING AND YEAH OMG IM FREAKING OUT SORRY

ARGH ONE FOR THE RADIO IS NR. 2 ON THE RADIO 1 SINGLES CHART. GAH.

Reggie: So how are you boys gonna celebrate your nr. 2?
Harry: "We'll just put some music on and have a bit of a boogie. Me and Dougie - we're in the back of the car right now, we'll probably share a little kiss"

AAHAH SQUEE HARRY! (HE SAID SOMETHING ABOUT SLOW DANCING, TOO.) you are so rock'n'roll, boys, really. :DD

and, also. WHY OH WHY DOES REGGIE KEEP ON SAYING 'MY MAN' TO THEM. STOP IT. PLEASE. its freaking me out. :DD

i cant even keysmash about this, my glee goes above capslocking. i cant breathe. im not even kidding.

i ordered the aberdeen tickets. to the mcfly gig. seating, in the middle, second row, right in the middle in front of the stage. in aberdeen. with my sister. in november. i feel like im floating ten feet above ground, guys.

i am going to see them. live. TWICE. im sorry i have to flail about it like this, but, you guys. i just. be happy for me, yeah? thanks.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!xEternity