September 2011
My aunt: Hey Jim! This is my wife Jane!
Jim: Wait…you two are married?
Jane: Yup, thats right.
Jim: So who’s the man?
My aunt: there isn’t one..
Jane: That’s kinda the point.
[via procrastinating-queen]
I’m sick of my job.
I’m sick of having to answer the same mindless questions for people that should already know the answers. I’m sick of holding everyone’s hand though the job they’ve been doing for months and years and literally decades. I’m sick of my body being so weak and tired that standing…
UGH I am so sorry darling. This all sounds so awful and exhausting, and you deserve better.
Cool
Harry Shum Jr as Mike Chang
Glee S3E3Wow, he sounds amazing! One of the better covers the show has done in recent memory. And I’m judging in advance because I already know his dance breaks are going to be stunning.
Here you go, Jamie, if you’re into musical spoilers haha. (Born This Way lied, boy can sing.)
OHMUHGAWD!!!! THIS IS MY FAVORITE SONG FROM THE MUSICAL AND OMG LENKA THANK YOU!!!
It’s my favourite toooo haha.
Cool
Harry Shum Jr as Mike Chang
Glee S3E3Wow, he sounds amazing! One of the better covers the show has done in recent memory. And I’m judging in advance because I already know his dance breaks are going to be stunning.
Here you go, Jamie, if you’re into musical spoilers haha. (Born This Way lied, boy can sing.)
Having to hear songs from West Side Story.
Every.
Week.
hahaha.
I’m a huge musical fan, so as a rule I love the showtunes, but omg, I really can’t stand West Side Story.
I guess I should just be thankful they aren’t doing The King and I.
I LOVE West Side Story, but I don’t actually adore every song as much as the next. As long as they do Cool…I’m cool. But watch, I bet they won’t FOR SOME REASON!
Mike Chang is doing Cool. *wink*
My little brother is 20 years old today. For some reason this makes me feel ridiculously young. And confused.
He was a little kid not so long ago. And now he’s basically my age. *sobs*
It was an odd thing, staring up at a ceiling he did not recognize. Odd that he lay in a bed he never had slept in before. It was odd because for the past month, the flat had been in his name, signed and paid for, and yet Rook Toulson had not set foot in it during that time. Oh, he had come back for a few things, a moment here or there, to grab a pair of pants or a shirt. But, for the most part, Rook’s flat had remained empty with two large bags dumped on the couch and a bed that was never made up.

I just love Rook’s parents so much. They are such superheroes, really.
When customers hand me thier cell phone and force me to talk to thier friend/family/neighbor/priest/cat about a book or situation. Believe or not, people, I dont want to touch your sticky phone, and when I politely decline, stop pushing it. Use your words and explain it yourself…. Or better yet, have a clue about what youre looking for. Thatd be nice. We never get those people.
Uuuuuugh gosh I know, this is incredibly awkward, it happened to me a few times when I was working in my mum’s shop. Which was actually quite funny because I have just a very general idea of where everything is.
So I’ve made this. Now all of our writing is in one place, in chronological order from the first year at Hogwarts to 2000’s.
If my girls could take a look at it and tell me if something is missing or in the wrong place, that would be swell. Also it doesn’t look very pretty so don’t have a shock or something.
My textbook reads:
‘The unprepared reader of Everyman will note the heavy handed allegorizing and moralizing (complete with a “Doctor” who makes a final appearance to point up the moral of the play)’
I think “So it always ends with the Tardis appearing and Matt Smith? Okay. I hear that.”
I’m a Whovian without having seen more than 15 minutes and trailers at Comic Con. AHHHH!
We’re all so proud.
I’m at a point where I’m so stressed and tense I’m convinced within the next week I’mma be MEGA sick. I can just feel my body weakening and freaking out despite the fact I’m eating like I’m breaking a diet and drinking loads of water and being healthy. My mind is totally gone, so next is the body!
Curse you, life. I see what you did there.
Please…let it not come right before the wedding.
NOOOO you are not allowed to be sick. *throws health at you*
a bit from my notes on Fairytale, my NaNoWriMo novel in ‘08. I was trying to expand on the Sylvani culture and wrote this fable.
EEEEEEEEEEEE

plans for today:
- not go to school and try not to throw up at every corner
- do all homework for next week (lol naive)
- make a masterlist of the Fab Four stories so it’s easier to find whatever you’re looking for
- try not to break expensive shit when I get to the parts involving Olivia
- start writing Hex/Snidge thread
- read Merlin fanfiction
- be happy
plans for tomorrow:
- St Mungo’s
- Hex/Snidge

Hayden do you realize this is Snidge and Rook in fish form?
You guys remember how I was trying to figure out why Snidge’s mother left and never contacted her ex-husband or her daughter?
Yeah, so there’s no great, honorable magic related reason. Isobel just wasn’t a very good mother.
My gosh, well when…
HAHA. He’d be like “Well, what do you want, a pat on the head? *slides closer* A kiss?”
And I’d go “Hey, Rook, stop channeling Quinn” and he’d turn properly bright red and they’d go get her an owl.
hahahaha awwwwww she’d take the kiss, she’d take more than one because she’d feel she deserved them hahaha
dude the two of them buying an animal - that can only end up in hilarity
I ain’t sayin she a gold digger but she did move west to california in 1849.
How people would sometimes randomly blow up in the middle of a sentence.
RIP Arnst.
It’s Arzt! (hurr hurr)
Also stop posting spoilers, Lenka will see them!
Lol Lenka actually knew about this one so it’s cool.

Actually, I’ll make a point of being on Tumblr and AIM when those lovely, lovely people are pretending to give a rat’s ass about each other again. And I’ll have some word document opened and have an awesome evening with my friends lolololol.
(I did not exactly hate high school, btw. It wasn’t fun, but it was okay. I just don’t care about those people anymore and I know they don’t care about me. So I don’t see any sense in spending time with them in some smoke-filled pub and smiling.)
You guys remember how I was trying to figure out why Snidge’s mother left and never contacted her ex-husband or her daughter?
Yeah, so there’s no great, honorable magic related reason. Isobel just wasn’t a very good mother.
My gosh, well when her and Rook are an item, he’ll just shove some ruffled, grumpy looking owl at her and fix that problem hahah. This is very interesting, and good to know about her mom. I was wondering that the other day, why she never came back and what that meant to her. Guuuh its saaaad!
I was actually thinking that she’d one day just tell him “Okay, so I’m not learning to Apparate, it’s still the most awful wizarding invention ever invented, but I was thinking about getting an owl.” and just wait for his reaction, like a kid who wants recognition for getting an A after a series of failed tests, hahaha. Because this is such a big deal to her hahaha.
She really needs to grow up and work on her problems with communication haha. (I mean it though, she needs to stop acting like a child and get her life in order. She can’t treat St Mungo’s like a hotel forever and think that if she waits long enough certain things will just magically go back to the way they used to be.)
In Doctor Who season one, Nine says “I’ve regenerated a hundred times since you saw me last.”
Um, so did that person last see him before the 18th century? Because, according to Clive, that’s about how long he’s looked like Christopher Eccelston.
Dude, time traveling. From our point of view, our fixed timeline, it looks like he’s being Nine since 18th century up til now, but he could have visited 18th century at any point of his existence as the Ninth regeneration. If that makes sense.
You guys remember how I was trying to figure out why Snidge’s mother left and never contacted her ex-husband or her daughter?
Yeah, so there’s no great, honorable magic related reason. Isobel just wasn’t a very good mother.
Me, houseitting for my father and not expecting anyone back today, and suddenly my dad walks through the front door: Oh my GOSH, dad, you scared the CRAP out of me. I almost threw Religion at you! *holds up anthro textbook*
Dad: Well, it wouldn’t be the first time someone’s done that!LOL!!
I love him hahahahha
I just choked on my tea and died, no big deal, it was worth it.
Dear customer-
During the initial process of cashiering, when a customer asks me if they can see my ring, it’s usually polite to leave said cashier enough time to ANSWER-
Before you GRAB THEIR HAND and start ROTATING the ring around their finger and reading the inscriptions for a full minute.
I don’t like people suddenly touching me without permission.
UGH what. People are so rude sometimes.
Apparently I need to just forever avoid tumblr the night amd day when any shows I watch air because of the ridiculous amount of line spoilers and instant gifs. My problem is I never remember this is a problemo so I waltz right into it everytime! Boooooo Hayden.
Oh fffff. Thanks for reminding me, I must get out of Tumblr right now hahaha.