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drive by post before I crash

posted by [personal profile] mywholecry at 04:22pm on 14/03/2009 under , ,
MILK.


I wish I had taken a picture of my face after I finished watching this movie, because I swear to god, mascara streaked and everything. Much recommended.


(Also, cookie booths are over! I go back to spending all of my free time freaking out over William Faulkner and writing things in Southern dialect.)

Mood:: 'awake' awake
Music:: lazy line painter jane -belle & sebastian
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elope with me in private, and we'll set something ablaze

posted by [personal profile] mywholecry at 07:06pm on 07/03/2009 under ,
RACHEL: The next person who ignores me is getting beaten to death with a box of cookies.
ME: *consults boxes* Thin Mints weigh the most! I bet if we throw one and hit them in the neck at the right place, we could totally paralyze them!
INNOCENT BYSTANDER: . . .

That is what Girl Scouts discuss when you ignore them.

Also, I know I mentioned National Treasure fic last weekend, but I’m dead with cookies and math and exhaustion and SEVEN THOUSAND NEW FRECKLES and can’t find all the pages. So someday. But not today, because it’s 7:00, and I’m going to take a fucking nap.
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if you can make a promise not to break my little heart and leave me all alone

posted by [personal profile] mywholecry at 05:12pm on 27/02/2009 under , , , ,

Three things!

+ I start attempting to sell girl scout cookies to unwilling consumers today. Watch out.

+ I accidentally started writing a bandom Grand Ole Opry AU as a joke the other day, and it sort of turned epic. I don't know how many bandom people I have on my flist, but. . .Brendon Urie escapes a crazy Baptist household in Knoxville and hitchhikes to Nashville. Spencer Smith is basically just Spencer Smith with an awesome accent, because he needs no alterations. Ryan Ross is the most flamboyant cowboy ever. Jon Walker's smile is made of sunshine and rainbows. Pete Wentz owns the Opry, but Patrick Stump actually runs it. Oh, and My Chemical Romance is a kickass alt-country band. Seriously, it's ridiculous, and I love it.

+Sometime in the coming weekend, I might post a National Treasure fic in which Riley is an Obama fanboy and attempts to fabricate conspiracy theories so they can go meet him. It's quick and sort of adorable (I can't break into Barack Obama's blackberry! I-I love him!) and also the product of not doing trig homework when I really, really should have been doing trig homework.

Music:: when the day met the night -panic at the disco
Mood:: 'geeky' geeky
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