The problem, of course, with practicing anything on Rock Band is that it gets stuck in your head and you just keep seeing little lines of coloured dots marching toward you and aksjdfhksahfs HEY! HIER KOMMT ALEX! VORHANG AUF - FÜR EIN KLEINES BISSCHEN HORRORSCHAU!

And unfortunately I cannot actually play this yet because clearly their guitarist was some kind of crazy genius six-fingered man!

(I really must find more from Die Toten Hosen. I have loved every song I have heard from them so far. XD)

If Sarah Monette were not married already I would offer to have her children. Somehow.

Hamlet slash, guys. Hamlet slash. On her official journal, too. Somewhere in my mind, something is going, "THIS MEANS IT IS OKAY TO DO EVERYTHING." Also, wow. Way to slash accurately. *waves flags*

...of course, part of me is going WHY ARE YOU WRITING FANFICTION WHEN I HAVE NO CORAMBIS YET but that part of me needs stepping on.

Also, narnizzle, I apologise in advance for like... falling asleep in the cinema. I just feel like I need to keep sleeping and sleeping and sleeping and I think it's actually only because I let myself sleep past when I first woke up at a reasonable hour, but jfdfhjdhjfdjffjd. =_= Sleep.

Spiders generally use elaborate courtship rituals to prevent the large females from eating the small males before fertilization, except where the male is so much smaller that he is not worth eating. In web-weaving species precise patterns of vibrations in the web are a major part of the rituals, while patterns of touches on the female's body are important in many spiders that hunt actively, and may "hypnotize" the female.

*points* WHEN I TELL YOU WIKIPEDIA RUINS LIVES I AM NOT KIDDING. *sits in a corner and waits for the seamstress to go away*

Went out with narnizzle today and saw Bolt and it was awesome. XD I loved it. There are several icons that must be made for it, and Neek said she'd try to find screencaps, so yay. :D I picked up some Dresden Dolls CDs for the sake of supporting Miss Amanda Palmer, and a diary and calendar, and some more tea, and generally dragged Monique around, up, down, and back again. XD; Which is more or less the norm.

Also the movie reminded me that there are certain bits of Rook and Thom that need playing around with, and I intend to be the woman to do it. (They're the same bits that require playing around with in Felix and Mildmay, oddly, and no, they are not the bits you are probably thinking of.)

I am so tired omg. =_= One day I have to stop feeling this crushingly dead every time I do anything outside my house. Or inside my house, really. I just need to stop feeling exhausted in general.

Also: the most amusing word mistake in fanfiction is the wonton moan. I cackle every time. All I can hear is this moan, like a zombie lusting for brains: wontonnnnnnnnssssssdjasfhs.

[EDIT] I wish I understood what the hell was happening in HoneySyn. :(

Okay, so, when I do eventually move out of home, this is how I will eat for pretty much the rest of my life: carrots, corn, and broccoli, with the occasional addition of peas and meat and rice/noodles when I get the effort up to make a stir fry. :| I am destined to be well-nourished on laziness alone.

[EDIT] Why is this song appropriate across every single fandom that I have. XDDDD

To do tomorrow:
- shower
- breakfast
- work: 8.30 - 5.30
- website: redelegate
- website: alter front page
- website: add images?
- website: add recipe?
- sketch 005
- standards - write it so you CARE, for the love of god
- sleep before midnight ten