So... let's say hypothetically that I have had a number of beers. Let's also say less hypothetically that I miss the internet having more than 140 characters to talk about things with. Let's say even less hypothetically than that that the grammar in that last sentence is unbelievably fucked and I can't be bothered to fix it ( Read more... )

So. I haven't updated this thing since fucking JUNE, and I don't remember how to communicate in increments of more than 140 characters anymore. Train wreck ahoy!

( What better to open a sweet-Jesus-has-it-been-THAT-long absence than some rambling about my newest love, the kdrama? )

Hiiiiiii, internets! I know this is the weekend void and all, but I'm drunk! So I choose to ramble at you regardless! For I am a maverick and a renegade in that way. That is to say, the way of not being either of those things but having no one in the house to listen to me and so choosing to inflict it on you all instead. Mwahaha ( Read more... )

Hi, internet! Remember the times when I did more than pop in once or twice a month to talk about tv before vanishing into the ether again? Yeah, me neither. /o\

So! Now I'm going to pop in to talk about tv before vanishing into the ether again! ( Collecting White Collar thoughts here instead of sprawling them across several comments. )

I still owe a rambling post about DC and MCR and many other capitalized letters besides, but that's only half done and has more words than I can deal with right now, so here. ( Have a Who post instead. )

I should not be allowed to roam the internet without a keeper. A nice, responsible adult who doesn't let me make decisions like, oh, buying plane tickets to DC to see MCR.

For those of you playing along at home, twitter is where will power goes to DIE. I held out for so many days, dudes. So many days. alpheratz even pointed me toward a concert ticket that ( Read more... )

So! I have done the traveling thing two weekends in a row! ( Let me tell you about it in a way that somehow combines a dearth of detail with lots of rambling. )

( Memes totally count, what. )

I know I'm talking into the weekend void here, but does anyone know what happens to voicemail messages when/if you run out of storage? Or how long they stay in the inbox unopened? (The last time I checked my voicemail may actually have been in... October. /o\) I'm just - I'm terrified that there's one on there from my grandpa and that I'm going to ( Read more... )

He's gone. Three o'clock this morning. I was there at the end.

This is going to hurt so much when the numbness wears off.