I lose things sometimes. Like, say, two or three copies of Matthew Sweet's Girlfriend album. So I *cough* downloaded it on the dl *cough*. I don't feel especially bad considering I alone have paid him (or the record company) thrice over for this album.

Let me tell you that the most vivid memory I have of this cd is listening to it one Saturday afternoon during the summer of 1992 and eating a taco salad while simultaneously watching a horrible beach volleyball movie and playing the NES game A Boy and His Blob. That was such a great game, though it turned out to be really easy in the end. I played it via emulation a few years ago and I was surprised at how hard it had seemed back in the day. I do think it was a weird concept for a game, especially the part with the cornfield.

Even at such a young age, I was listening to music while watching television and playing a game (and eating!). At last I know where this crazy multitasking habit started. Curse my teenage self!

Tags: craziness
maybe he's caught in the mood: crazy
he just sings whatever he's seen: Matthew Sweet - Thought I Knew You

The bad thing about the fact that I quit drinking soda (cutting out HFCS as much as possible, plus there's all the empty calories) is that now I drink tea instead. And let me tell you this, the caffeine in tea is much, much stronger, faster acting and longer lasting. I had no idea at first that there's such a marked difference, but even though I know now, it's still hard to remember that drinking just two glasses of iced tea will keep me up all night, not to mention make me hyperactive.

Which is why I'm up at 3:42 am. And how I decided that I should color my hair. With an old box of L'oreal hair dye that's been under the sink for over two years. Yeah, sane people know this could be a bad idea, but my caffeinated mind is thinking, "Ooooh, dye your hair before you go on vacation!".

The mixture turned out normal, thankfully, but the bottle was so brittle from age and chemical storage that it crackled every time I squeezed it, like that time was going to be the time it decided to break wide open and fling dye all over the bathroom. The other thing is that somehow, along the way, I'd used the gloves that came with the kit for another dye job and so I had to improvise something or end up wasting the dye. My solution? Sandwich bags, which I secured to my hands with rubber bands around the wrists. I hate to say this, but they actually worked almost as well as those flimsy gloves you get in the dye kit, and they didn't split open between the thumb and forefinger the way that kit gloves always do. I did look rather silly, though it being nearly four in the morning means no one's around to see.

And now it's time to rinse, because I can't stand the itchy creeping drip of the dye on my scalp. Ick.

Tags: craziness
maybe he's caught in the mood: hyper
he just sings whatever he's seen: Silicone Soul - Under A Werewolf Moon

Caveat: If you're at work, do not even read this.
Okay, so being the sex-positive person I am, I purchased an adult item from an online retail store. ( I, apparently, do not understand all those newfangled complicated measurement thingies. )

Tags: craziness, life
maybe he's caught in the mood: embarrassed
he just sings whatever he's seen: Kate Bush - Experiment IV

I walked into the living room and J said, "What the hell happened to your leg?!"

"What are you talking about?" I said.



I do not have the slightest idea what I did to my leg, but there's this horrendous looking two inch bruise on my calf. It doesn't hurt, but wow is it ugly looking.

Tags: craziness, life
maybe he's caught in the mood: crazy
he just sings whatever he's seen: Paul Simon - The Obvious Child

My monitor died. Then the backup monitor died. So, now I've been reduced to using the spare 13" monitor. 13INCHMONITOR. ::CRIES:: I feel strongly that I might just be partying like it's 1995.

I may be forced to claw my eyes out before the arrival of the new monitor (22" LCD, sweeeet!), and that would be a shame.

Tags: craziness
maybe he's caught in the mood: cranky
he just sings whatever he's seen: PropellerHeads - Velvet Pants

Been watching too much SGA, now it's invading my dreams.

I dreamed that I was a genderfucked John Sheppard and that I'd gotten pregnant somehow. AND ALL THESE NEW AND STRANGE EMOTIONS WERE OVERTAKING MY STOIC JOHN SHEPPARD BRAIN. Because of the hormones, naturally.

I ran to the infirmary, curled up in a ball in the corner and sobbed while telling Carson, "I'm pregant! And I don't want it! I want an abortion!" And Carson wall all like, "You do know what causes this, right?" and he was completely unsympathetic. The bastage.

And then I had to get up for work. It was sad, I could have explored the heretofore unrelated concepts of "John Sheppard" and "emotions". ::sigh::

Tags: craziness, dreams, sga
maybe he's caught in the mood: crazy
he just sings whatever he's seen: Delerium - Inner Sanctum

Stupid WEBoggle. I want to know how I can eviscerate almost any group of people whilst playing Boggle in real life, but I get my ass handed to me every time by these damn internet Boggle-playing jerks. Stop reading the dictionary for fun, you bastages! ::cries crocodile tears, shakes fist in impotent rage::

Tags: craziness, weboggle
where he ought to be: here, there, everywhere
maybe he's caught in the mood: frustrated
he just sings whatever he's seen: Lamb - Gabriel

So, I realized I have this really insane habit. Anytime I'm watching something, be it tv/dvd or video file, I feel an often unquellable compulsion to pause the video or change the channel if I perceive what I'm watching to be in some way embarassing or shameful to either myself or the characters. I'm fine with sex scenes usually, but hey, look, is that someone wearing an outfit comprised of snakeskin cowboy boots, rust colored jeans and a burnt sienna suede buckskin leather jacket with fringe on it*? I have to stop the movie and do something else for a few minutes before I can go back to it. I don't know if it's OCD, ADD or garden-variety childhood trauma avoidance technique gone awry, but I find it sort of endearing in a crazy sort of way. (If one can be endeared to oneself, which probably makes me even crazier. But in the words of Happy Harry Hardon, "So be it.")

*(10 bucks to the first person who can name the wearer of that outfit.)

Tags: craziness, ocd, rambling
maybe he's caught in the mood: crazy
he just sings whatever he's seen: Indigo Girls - Reunion

Is it weird that I really, really want to start a fan site for vonHummer? It would definitely be the only one in existence, that's for sure.

Tags: cable access, craziness, rambling, vonhummer
maybe he's caught in the mood: crazy
he just sings whatever he's seen: Daft Punk - Around the Word (Mellow Mix)

I'm so glad I spend my time making random Gil/Greg videos instead of this:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=gj2dK2cjU4M

Although it does have a certain wacky charm to it.

Tags: craziness, csi, video
maybe he's caught in the mood: giggly
he just sings whatever he's seen: Röyksopp - Sombre Detune