Well hellllooooo. I finally have a couple of days off, which by the way, I thought would be wonderfully relaxing but it's actually just been boring.
gimmie food
gimme water
gimmie somethin' to do
gimme food
gimme water
gimmie somethin' to chew
oh yes. I'm like Snoopy. Other than sleeping all day, reading, sewing (yes, really), eating, and thinking about writing, I updated my fic journal. Oh yes, I have a fic journal. It's actually been there for a couple of months but I wanted to get it completely current with a complete memories section before I said anything. Some of you already knew and/or found it, but it will be new to everyone else. Everything I've written is cataloged there complete with original cuts, dates, etc. The memories are also up to date, so it shouldn't be hard to find something specific. If you'd like to add it, you'll find it here: mania_fic
If you'd like me to add you so it won't muddle your flist when I make updates, just comment and I will add you instead. :)
And to bring you back to familiar territory:
Hello.
- Location:NY, NY
- Mood:
"working"
Because I don't feel guilty. This is the same tool that called for the teletubbies to be pulled from the air because clearly, Tinky Winky is gay. The genderless purple martian carried a purse. A PURSE! Such gayness is BLASHPHEMY!
Well lucky him, the good lord called him home.
And lucky me. May the "Moral Majority" rest in peace with him.
- Location:downtown
- Music:lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off
At least I still don't know. That's annoying but these poor people. People who passed are afraid it was a glitch and they didn't pass and people who failed are holding onto hope it was a mistake and they did pass. That's just messed up.
- Mood:
discontent
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jetgirl78Honestly, if you're a fangirl, you should be over there reading every word she writes anyway. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be here, wouldn't have gelphie/chenzel/ or any other bits of pop culture/media trivia, I wouldn't know what was on tv, or what was happening in music. MECCA!
Tuesday of awesome continues --body shots off idina in less than 24 hours. See you there.
- Location:10004
- Mood:
scared
That said, today's annoyance: Tourists on the F-ing subway at rush hour.
Normally they are very quiet, sit/stand closely together and openly read maps and city guides. Which, btw, don't do that if you can avoid it. Write your directions on a piece of paper/sticky note. I already know you're a tourist, but so does the pickpocket between us. Your 6 foot map opened completely with three people helping you read it is practically a billboard reading, "Take my wallet."
So there are 6 old ladies on the R this morning. My office is across from the South Ferry Terminal/Battery Park at Whitehall, which is the entrance to the ferry to Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty. All cool. I love it when I get asked for directions... because... it means I look like I know where I'm going, or that I'm a NYer... which tickles me because I'm such an imposter. But I digress... Anyway, they're unusally loud. And not teenagers. Not a tour group. Just 6 batshit crazy old ladies.
And they're SCREAMING and HOLLERING. It's 8 am. Then they started talking about the people around them in the third-person like they weren't sitting right there.
"Why is everyone so quiet? Don't they talk to each other?"
"No, they don't talk to each other, they just sit here all quiet."
"Well that makes no sense! How are they supposed to make friends if they don't talk? How boring. I couldn't stand going to work each day like this!"
How would you like it, Georgia, if every single day at 8 am, you had to stand/sit shoulder to shoulder with all types of strangers on a moving juggernaut, while someone screamed in your ear? It's just universally understood that we're quiet. People sleep, people read, people listen to their ipods... but no one has a full blown conversation in front of 100 strangers in a cattle car before 9 am.
Then they tried to get themselves killed. They started picking specific people on the train to talk about.
"Look at him, he just wishes we'd shut up, don't you? You wish we'd just go the hell away, don't you?"
"And look at her with her earphones in. So anti-social. Probably not even American. Are you foreign, honey? Oh she can't hear me."
and so on... And I'm waiting. Just waiting for them to say some shit about the crazy one. Because Someone in this car is crazy. We don't know who yet, but they will reveal themselves. Then there will be an old-school prison style shanking.
So they kept going on about how no one talked and no one wanted to talk to them. So I did it. I stepped to the old ladies and said very sweetly, "Where are you ladies visiting from?" The one closest to me looked up, her eyes wide (terror struck, btw), moved into her nearest friend, turned away from me and said not one word more.
haha. What the hell was that? Am I scary? A 5' blonde with a slight southern drawl is scary? Seriously, don't talk smack on the subway and then get creeped out when someone talks to you. Especially when you've been BEGGING them to. And it was ME, not the prison-shank psycho I was counting on to shut them up. Whatever, it was effective. They didn't talk anymore. Got off at Canal, believing they'll find great knock-offs, I'm sure.
Happy freakin' Wednesday.
- Location:1 Whitehall St (You gonna stalk me now?)
- Mood:
cranky
"I've survived many a tornado and milked many a cow. And the trick is, you guys, say, like, this is the teet. You have to work the entire teet."
"He said, 'Who's your agent?' and I was like... 'My dad.' So I gave him my home phone number."
Best part, (for me) is when she asks if the audience knows "Running with Scissors" and says, "I play Annette Bennings lesbian lover" (The audience of gays goes "OHHHHHH!") and she responds with a coy, "I knoooooww. That was so fun."
So what if you've all seen it! Consider me the rewind. Playing great oldies, most of the time. Insane rants the rest of the time.
- Location:10004
The Pink Dog:
I ordered some sexy new panties from Victoria's Secret. Anyway, they shipped it with this little pink dog! It's the logo for their "pink" line of underwear. Well you know who he made me think of.
The Pigeon:
The other was with my friend, Snarf. We've been using the word "Shank" as much as possible lately. And for some reason, this happened:
Snarf: Just Shanked a Pigeon.
Mania: You know he fucking deserved it.
Snarf: all making those 'coo' sounds & everything. doesn't fool me.
Mania: Dirty bastard. I'm glad you weren't fooled by his "I'm fat and I can't fly well" act. Lazy bastard.
Snarf: His mother was a whore.
Mania: Does he even know who his father was? I seriously doubt it. whore.
Snarf: He's proud of it, too. the bastard.
I know, I know... her half of the conversation was infinitely more amusing that mine. "His mother was a whore." ... priceless.
Happy Friday, ya'll!
- Location:Williamsburg, Brooklyn, New York City, New York :)
- Mood:
curious
And tomorrow I start training seriously. I've got a 5k in May and a 3.5 corporate challenge in July. And I'll be damned if <lj user=jetgirl78> is gonna beat me through central park this time. I'm not losing sight of your tag this time, bitch.
I actually ran this morning! I KNOW, me up before required? I didn't sleep much. I got a surprise INSANE reaction to that last chapter and spent the better part of the day blushing and responding. Although, I'm not hard to make blush. Kristin, MET? Yeah, I was red and flushed the entire time.
UGH: And I got yelled at by my mother in her "nice fight" voice for being the only person who hasn't mailed back my bridesmaid dress order forms for my sister's wedding. It's not about the dress. The dress is fabulous. Check this out:
It will be a pink blush under the lace instead of the tan. Yes, I know I'm going to be the hottness. :)
I have some trepidation about the wedding itself, not the dress. I haven't been back to Oklahoma in 2 years. 2 years! And even then I stuck to the city. I haven't been to that fucking small-town-hell-hole in a wheat field in more than 5 years. I can't even fathom setting foot there. It's gonna be like stepping through a portal. An AU portal where jesus rode the dinosaurs to church and the 2nd Amendment outweighs the 1st. And no Amendments were made after the Bill of Rights.
I really have gotten a great deal from that place, despite my mixed emotions about it. After all, it did give me my sisters, sarah, scott, Cheno. Oh yes, I went there. It can't be all bad, right? I just have to watch my tongue. It's her wedding and I don't want it to be about me, the country girl who thinks she's reinvented herself in NYC as a power lesbian lawyer wannabe. (I'm not Bette? Are you sure? Check again. I'm Tina? DAMNIT.) Especially now that word is sort of out. I will have scott with me, being his flamboyant self, and that will make it worth while.
But I'm telling you, if they relentless try to set me up with a groomsman, I will roll in wearing my "Michelle Rodriguez Fucked Me" T-shirt, a plaid mini skirt and tuxedo jacket... and I will give Scott the go-ahead to resurrect his Sister Mary Courtney Love, hiked up Nun's Habit with smeared lipstick and high heels. I am not above this.
Wow, sorry, that was long, far too personal, and not enough fangirl. I'll be back in 4 hours with the best fangirl conversation EVER. Involves: Cheno, a pink dog, Text messaging and I have a picture for effect. It's gonna rock your Chenzel addled brain.
- Location:10004
- Mood:
rushed - Music:Just Jack - Stars in Their Eyes
My office serves us green and pink cake. Coincidence? I think not.
... and this was yesterday... two days after St. Patrick's Day. So why am I looking at clover cookies? Ya cheap bastards! Clearing out the old Holiday junk! If they hadn't been delicious, I would be cross.
- Location:1 Whitehall St (You gonna stalk me now?)
- Mood:
shocked - Music:Amy Winehouse - You know I'm no good
Since I'm into slashing lately, here's one of my favorites. I never got the Babe haters. Everything she's done, she's done for the right reasons. It's a soap, of course it turns out badly! But at least she's done bad things with good intentions. I can stand how many people hate her but love others, who do bad things for bad reasons. I site her husband, JR, who literally tried to kill her. LITERALLY. That's death, people. How is that okay but her having cheated is the greatest. sin. ever. Cheat, death, cheat, death... yeah, okay, cheat on my ass any day, just don't drop a ton of concrete on me, thanks.
Anyway, the slashiest in daytime: Babe and Bianca. I love that nothing has EVER happened, but it's so easy to make it look like it has. It doesn't help that they used to best buds, then weren't, then sorta made up. ... and that they say how much they love each other all the time.
I do wish these vids had been made after last week. Bianca discovered Babe was still alive (her death had been faked to outsmart a serial killer) and we got to watch Bianca blubber over all the things she said at Babe's funeral and how she forgave her... and OF COURSE, Babe throws in, "I've never stopped loving you" as they held hands. Holy hell. Come on AMC, dump the transgender excuse for a male/female pairing and make this happen!
uhm. I'm done. :)
- Location:10004
- Mood: curious
- Music:The Bitch of Living - Spring Awakening OBC
I found this on Afterellen's Best.Lesbian.Week.Ever.
It is strangely... hot... and I even find the song catchy, which is a bonus. Am I the only one that wishes the lead singer was Idina instead? heh.
- Location:10004
- Mood:
cold - Music:Jason Mraz - The Remedy (I Won't Worry)
But I find Idina's quote interesting.
From Playbill:
Idina Menzel is working with writer-producer Glen Ballard on her new solo album, due in the fall, according to published reports.
Ballard produced and co-wrote songs for the album, which, he told The Hollywood Reporter, "goes way beyond Broadway." As Menzel told London's Evening Standard in November, "I can't be a character on this album."
Ballard is perhaps best known as the writer-producer on Alanis Morissette's album "Jagged Little Pill." He also worked on Barbra Streisand's "Till I Loved You" and Paula Abdul's "Forever Your Girl," and played synthesizer on Michael Jackson's album "Bad." His future projects include songs for the upcoming Robert Zemeckis film "Beowulf" and a new album by Annie Lennox.
Menzel's other upcoming projects include the Disney movie musical "Enchanted," featuring a score by Alan Menken and Stephen Schwartz.
Menzel earned a Tony for her turn as Elphaba in Schwartz's Wicked, and she later returned to the role for the West End, exiting on Dec. 30, 2006. She appeared in the original cast of Rent and reprised her role for the movie version. Other credits include Aida, See What I Wanna See, The Wild Party, The Vagina Monologues and roles in the films "Kissing Jessica Stein," "Just A Kiss," "The Tollbooth" and "Ask the Dust." Her other solo albums are "Still I Can't Be Still" and "Here."
Gratuitous:
Really Gratuitous:
Oh the pretty.
I know, I know, I'll stop. After this one:
Kristin is really BUSTING out. I think Idina is laughing at her. Ah, these were the good times, no?
- Location:1 Whitehall St (You gonna stalk me now?)
- Mood:
busy - Music:Panic! at the Disco
Oh good lord. I saw The Apple Tree again Friday night. As you may know, it's closing weekend, which means all the cheno crazies were out, and they aren't hard to spot. The amount of Squeeing and fangasms was staggering. Myself not excluded, of course. After all, I'm the bitch that wouldn't give up the binoculars at the MET. heh.
jetgirl78 is seriously my hero. She was seriously ill. I can't recall having seen someone so sick out of their bed, much less their home. I can't believe she made it, but I'm so glad she did. She passed out a couple of times on my shoulder, but that gave me the perfect cover to catch a few clips. And I could still hear her giggling, so she fought hard against the flu. And I petted her head occasionally to make sure she was still alive.Kristin rocked a lot of accents, far more than I imagine and all far more exaggerated. That's not a bad thing, IT WAS GRAND. She took funny and amplified it. I really liked Brian D'Arcy James and Marc Kudish more than I did the last time I saw it. Not that I didn't like them before, I did, but there was something far deeper about them this time and I really enjoyed it. Plus I was familiar with the music this time, which gives you a special sense of ... anticipation... which is very nice.
Of course, the best part of the night, for me, was during "I've got what you want" when Kristin had a mishap with her lovely whip. Kristin normally throws the whip around, trips shouting "Crap!", and generally tosses the whip about haphazardly. This night, however, she got a little carried away and the whip got tangled in her headpiece. She tried several times to shake it free before giving up and continuing up the staircase like she normally would, the whip literally hanging across her face. Eventually she shoves the whip handle right into the top of her dress. heh. When the music stops, one of the characters climbs the stairs and helps untangle her. It takes him a solid minute and she continues to editorialize as he does so. She says "Testicules"... and then she just keeps saying it over and over. He eventually frees her and makes his way down the stairs and the story picks up where it left off.
I'm posting someone else's recording of "I've Got What You Want" to show you what it normally looked like. Then I'll post my own to show you how it went down Friday March 9. Then I'll put up the other clips I took; Sadly, none of which are very good. The IGWYW clip is by far the best.
Then we'll end with a little Idina just 'cause. Enjoy:
- Location:cardboard rented carton
- Mood:
chipper - Music:The sound of my own thoughts... it's terrifying.
And this wednesday night I will be intoxicated. And then again Saturday. and maybe sunday. And definitely March 9th when I'm seeing the apple tree again with that sexpot
jetgirl78 In the meantime there is this happy flashback (because in my mind there WAS an affair, but never a breakup!) heh.
Because it makes me happier than I can say:
Followed by Kristin trailing her arm down Idina's... come on now...
and Idina's speech, priceless:
"I'm so proud to be in a musical that celebrates women and their strengths and their differences." --Spoken like a true gaymo.
"And Kristin Chenoweth, you are the grace and the light on that stage every night. I... this is something we built together and I love you." --That just speaks for itself.
...and she may have thanked taye in an equally adorable manner. heh. And he might have been overcome, near tears, looking overjoyed, etc. It was adorable. I can't deny it. I love them all. POLYAMOUROUS MOVEMENT YA'LL!
- Location:11206
- Mood: anxious
- Location:Sleep is for suckers
- Mood: anxious
- Music:TV buzz
I really, really, really wanted to post this entire article right here, but its just not effective without the pictures, and I'm not saving and re-uploading each and every one. So you'll have to follow the link, but trust me, you'll thank me later. Unless you were born after 1987, in which case this will be irrelevant to you.
8 Important Lessons Learned from 80's Cartoons
- Mood:
hopeful - Music:All My Children
Sadly, I'm off to tutor some adorable kiddies in about 20 minutes, which entirely cuts into my fun on here.
Peace out, squee, squee mc' squee
- Mood: rushed
So I know nobody wants to hear from a new LJer right off the bat. I get that. I've been bouncing around, reading here and there, but it seems the only way to really get involved is to actually join, get into some communities and really take part. So here I am, trying to be less of a lurker/ghost and more of an active player. Give me a little time to find my footing and I'm sure my obsessions will bring themselves to the surface. And by bring themselves to the surface, I mean vomit all over my lj.
More to come!
-Mania
- Location:A black sofa
- Mood:
creative
