Entries tagged with this is sparta

Current Location: halfway between the gutter and the stars
Current Music: any way the cards fall

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Front Desk (Courtesy Phone)

Fanfiction. Mine. Master list. Sorted by fandom. Updated on a when-I-feel-like-it basis.

I've switched from reposting at ff.net to reposting everything I ever had at ff.net here, because dear god, the formatting.

( Cut 'cause it's sorta long. )

Current Music: Michael Jackson - They Don't Care About Us

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If You'll Make Me A Star (She Said He's Not Comin' Back)

The fact that I have enough finished material to even create a draft professional documentation portfolio? (I need to hear back from my most important client, but that's my fault for a message-delivery error.)

And that professionals, career professionals, will look at the finished product?

Terrified is an insufficient word.

Ohai, ulcer, nice to hear from you.

Current Music: Perry Como - Accentuate The Positive

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Rock, Roll, Run (Like A Boss)

So.

There's this thing. That means my life is turning 'round 'round 'round. We're talking tax bracket movement, here.

IT. JUST. HAPPENED.

SOMEONE is going out tonight to ~~get shitfaced~~ ~~and practice singing "Touch It" in Rihannsu~~ CELEBRATE.

Now, to do homework. Oh the thrills.

Being the most worthy anthem in question.

Hah.

Current Mood: *burblesquee*
Current Location: waiting for lunch
Current Music: The Police - Message In A Bottle

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Touchdown (Landfall)

Oh. District 9.

Thank you, Mr. Jackson; I'm sorry it tanked; I love you for your brain ^_^

( Nothing back here but hyperactive brainfilth re: trailers, tl;dr, fuck friendslocking I'm lazy. )

What is my brain it's incredible that's what goddamn.

Current Mood: *FUCKING GLEEEEEEE*
Current Music: Smash Mouth - Heave Ho

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Awesome (Clean Moar Crai Less)

Waaay back in, like, March, I was sleep-deprived and hating life from work overload. And some douchenozzle stole my makeup bag. (It was about the size of a big wallet and had mostly non-makeup things inside, like highlighters.)

It also had my USB key inside. Aaaannnd my I-Pod. Fucking thief douchenozzle asshole.

Or. Or. Or so I thought.

I was cleaning my closet for the first time since March (I judge you right back) the better to get rid of things. Since. School is coming and I will have even less of a life than I do now. D:

But. Yeah.

Hello, I-POD. wb, bb sugar, mommy missed you. <3

It was in a box inside a box inside a bin, laying facedown underneath some random Harry Potter crap and a Mew foily Pokemon card. Behold, my precise and utterly logical organizational system.

I need to buy a new charge-synch-cord-thing, because OF COURSE I donated that to Goodwill recently because blah blah I'm not typing it again scroll up. XD

The moral of this story?

Don't ever put your I-Pod in your makeup bag. For serious.

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Freedom, Freedom (Here Comes The Freedom, Man)

ASDF RETDSIHUTGDSJHGRDNJKFDG;LIKRSE KEYSMASH BECAUSE

Driving lessons. I can afford them. And they will drive to my house, that I may drive, in car, which they have provided.

NO MORE BUS.

JESUS BUGFUCK HALLELUJAH.

Do they have a course to teach you to be even more aggressive? I wish devoutly to be a screaming terror on wheels. ^_^

The Jheti Driving Handbook (Excerpts):

Q: What do white dashed lines mean?
A: Passing allowed.

Q: What do solid yellow lines mean?
A: No passing allowed.

Q: What do you do if that gentleman in front of you accidentally cuts you off?
A: Aim for his gas tank.

Yay.

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Location: it's still funny. it'll likely never stop being funny.
Current Music: Deborah Cox - Stupid Like U (Tribal Remix)

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Major Leagues (Out The Park, Baby!)

YOU GUYS.

ETA: UNSIGNED FLAME IS UNSIGNED. MY JOY WAS PERHAPS PREMATURE. =(

Sie/they were just...outraged. And appalled. By my tastefully Kinsey 4.5 bald tattooed men.
I HAVE OFFICIALLY MADE THE BIG TIME.

I hope they bring friends! I could have actual drama.

...Is it wrong that I'm this excited?

Oh, uh, the sick, twisted, deplorable feat of character-rape? That would be right here, assuming you'd like a side of Nero/Ayel with your Internetz today.

I have a feeling they will not care for my take on events. Not one bit.

Warms my heart.

Current Mood: eeee ^_^
Current Location: now let's go, just gimme the signal!
Current Music: Splashdown - A Charming Spell (Live)

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Hand That Feeds (Step Right Up)

Stolen from

starsandtildes! And then modified to be something I can actually do! XD

First ten people to comment with a pairing or character will get a one-sentence fic of same. Double posting doesn't count; wait a few days until I see what I've got.

Reciprocation is always love, but not always requited or required.

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Location: I'mma cry. I'm that happy.
Current Music: Pink - Stupid Girls (Thunderpuss Remix)

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Geek Is A Verb (Dreamed This Day)

YOU GUYS.

I AM A RESEARCHER.

WHO DOES HUMAN SUBJECTS RESEARCH.

I CAN FINALLY SAY THIS AND MEAN IT:

Back off, man. I'm a scientist.

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Location: *BOING BOING BOING BOING*
Current Music: SMF - HaHaHa

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Arrival (Screens)

The dogs freaked out and I don't care because

COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER COMPUTER

*Gasp*

COMPUTER. <3

Yay!

Current Mood: irate

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Bus Adventure (NOW WITH All-NEW Tag!)

I ride public transit. For six hours a day. Twice a week; down from thrice a week. I hate it. I hate absolutely everything about it.

THERE IS NO FUCKING BRIGHT SIDE. IT DOES NOT EXIST.

It is very easy for people with cars to tell me how grateful I should be. Sneering wheatgrass cyclists who live eight minutes from their cushy overpaid office job can stick their environmentally friendly transportation right up their low-carb-nonfat cheeks.

No, not the ones on their faces, although that might be fun to watch, too.

Yes, I have met some nice people. I can literally count them on one hand. And I have been riding public transit for FOUR YEARS. That should tell you something.

However. The "have gratitude for all life gives you" types are probably sick of my bitching.

It will not lessen. It will merely go into hiding. It will also become more extensive! As I used to edit the posts for brevity before. These will contain more hatred for humanity.

They will be on a filter.

I swear I really did used to like people and want to help them. City buses do not in fact run on gasoline, but rather ON HUMAN SOULS, which they devour slowly over long periods of time.

Adds? y/n/don't give a shit? Comment, pls.

Current Mood: HEADACHE. again.
Current Music: Spin Doctors - How Could You Want Him (When You Know You Could Have Me)

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Fantasy (Precious Little Else)

About once every ninety days, I make it up to the library in the city to see what they have for sale.

I have a military fantasy, a historical* fantasy, a pair of urban fantasies, a fantasy classic, four 'standard' fantasy novels, one of those 'woman warrior' books, a novelization of a fantasy movie, and a horror-parody that somehow got lumped in with the others.

I also have Charles Darwin, and FINALLY my own copy of Othello.

( *This is the proper word. Now with rabid swearing mouthfoam. And nearly-solid capslock. )

Hmm. My Shift key sticks now. XD

Current Mood: awake and alive

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Thermopylae (Trois Centaine)

I love EVERYTHING about this movie.

Except one.

And I should have seen it so much sooner.