Dignity was never an option!

This.




Complete with card:






Santaneto wishes you a Merry X-Mas!

What are you most thankful for?


This year I am most thankful for James McAvoy and Michael Fassbender for being stupidly beautiful and so convincingly gay for each other. I ain't even mad, a little movie has brought so much amusement, so many new amazing people, ~sinspiration (that was a typo of 'inspiration' but, well...) for various things, and my best friend and I closer than ever. If the shoe fits!

And yes, I realize it's super silly, but fuck you. ♥ 

Also, I may or may not love you all. ♥ 

HAPPY TURKEY DAY! I'll be over here with my tofurkey, because, I am a hipster piece of shit? Also also, we've got Bitburger.





Yeah.

IIIIIIIIIIIIIII'M SOOOOORRYYYYYYYYYYYY for this. Really, I am. 

Firstly, our home computer has died. Like, completely gone. So, thank god these pics were recoverable from Inna's POS camera and that I was able to upload them elsewhere. Alles ist gut!
Also, my aunt died unexpectedly and I quit my job, all in one week! November, you are a strange beast thus far. Still, alles ist gut (if I don't think too hard)! But, yeah.

( Where is my beer? )


There are WAY more photos on facebook, so uh, yeah,. If you haven't had enough of this poorly executed crap yet, then, carry on!

Haven't slept in 41 hours. In bed, trying to now. Not working. ALL BECAUSE OF A MAGNETO COSTUME. Fuck him, guys. Fuck. Him. Trolol where has control over my life gone? Happy Halloween coming soon! In spite of all the bitching.

So, thanks to all the kitchen-spanish I know, I was able to drunkenly negotiate my way around the city tonight.  "Donde esta la bana?" "No, no, esta para ti." when I tried to leave money on the bar. Also, I may or may not still be wasted. Whatever, the Dunkin' Donuts guy gave me free shit. None of this makes sense. I'm sorry.

Today was my friend James Brown's (no, no no no, that REALLY is his name. For realz) 21st birthday. Awwwww. So, naturally I am typing this wasted. GUYS I AM 25. How are there still barely-legal people on this earth? WTF,

Anyway, omg I hate my helmet. All of my photos for it are tagged as like, helmetfuck0ffanddie.jpeg and stuff. HOW ARE YOU NOT DONE? I HAVE BEEN MAKING YOU SINCE SEPTEMBER. WHAT.

 

 



It still looks horrible. I need to file the hell out of it. AND that is on top of it taking 4 hours just for me to cut out the face. Yeah. PS I am totes using a (fulll) bottle of Malibu as a base. Yes. Much is explained. 

[Error: unknown template qotd]Okay, I can't fucking internet or television today because of the date. You know, I've kind of always scoffed at trigger warnings, but I think I fucking get it now. THANKS.

Now, y'all know I love Her Universe with all my heart and soul. But, this? THIS made me, quite literally, choke on air! (Force-choked by Sith-related advertisements? Hmmmmm.)

( MOST OFTEN AN AREA SURROUNDING A BLACK HOLE, BEYOND WHICH EVENTS CANNOT AFFECT AN OUTSIDE OBSERVER. ) 

Tuesday = Friday in my life, apparently.

Went out to this little bar in Koreatown called Red to celebrate my BFF Anna (she's the one flapping her cleavage around in my icon) getting a new job, yay! This is the same night I squawked all over Twitter about how she confessed her Evil Plot to hire a clone stripper for my birthday (which isn't until October and DOES NOT BEAR THINKING ABOUT). It may or may not be the best plan of all time. Then again, I might just pull an Edna Pontellier and swim away and never come back. You've received adequate warning.
Also, sorry for all the drunk dialing. I didn't mean it, I swear! Okay, that's a lie...

Short story short, we got pretty smashed, then went back to Anna's place in Queens, whereupon we agreed that renting the Jonas Brothers concert movie was an excellent idea. It was so worth the $4.99, truly. They make me feel like a pedophile, but in a good way (Sarah Silverman? GTFO of my head). Not terribly sure why, being 22 and all, but whatever. Joe Jonas is smokin'.
After we had our fill of painful music and shirtless Jonases we watched the latest episode of True Blood for the 87th time (naked Alexander Skarsgard, need I say more?), followed the next morning by 'Hedwig and the Angry Inch', which I had never seen but enjoyed, and 'Oldboy' which was strange and enjoyable, throwing aside that the BIG SECRET of the film was really obvious from the beginning. Still, scissors meeting tongues will never get old. I guess this week has been Korea-themed. Who knew?


Anyway, see you all at the SECRET TUNNEL-- I mean, well, Twitter (or Facebook, or like, G-Chat, or on the phone, worlds are colliding)! Gotta go meet my ©Fishwife solo_evenstar for hot dogs at Coney Island.
If you don't hear from either of us in a few days, it was Old Gregg.

Now imagine sitting 300 feet in the air atop millions of pounds of combustibles... meep.

This should have been posted yesterday, but I think all y'all will live with yet another mention of "holy crap, we landed on the moon 40 years ago!" because I, being the nerd that I am, was too busy crying at the History Channel all day, and also with taking 5 minutes to wish my mom a happy birthday. (40 years ago was her Sweet 16! What an awesome birthday present, don't you agree?)

This may sound creepy, but I waste spend many hours a week staring at the sky. Just staring. Over the years I've developed a keen ear for the sound of approaching cars, because I'm too busy craning my neck up to gawk at Venus anytime I am walking around.

This is partly why I'm usually twittering at everyone from my rooftop. Some nights when I can't sleep (LOL), I'll wander up to the roof, or to a nearby park, just sit and watch the universe go by and experience both a great rush of contentment and a visceral pang of longing. It's the one scenario that gives me an instant sense-memory back to when I was 8 and got my first telescope, one of those POS Toys R' Us things, but it was powerful enough to view the moon closely, at least.

So yesterday was a pretty special day for me and my not-so-secret inner nerd. I hope all of you enjoyed it, too!

(  And the History Channel's movie 'Moonshot' made me realize something-- )