5. Blaine convincing Burt that Kurt needed The Talk.
The fact that he was willing to go through so much awkward because he legitimately cared about his friend, and his friend's safety, before they were even together--wow. I don't think I'd have that much courage. (Reference intended.)
4. The Kliss!
Mark Lowry (a comedian) ruined the phrase "You move me" for me a long time ago. But this has redeemed it, at least partially. =D
3. "I love you." "I love you too."
2. Gay marriage becoming legal in New York
It wasn't a Glee moment. But my heart leapt for these two as soon as I heard it was official.
1. "Oh, me too. I've talked to Blaine and he's on board too." (re: college in New York)
This, to me, speaks even more to Klaine's longevity than the I love you's--I love you was something that they'd both been mulling over and probably wanted to say much sooner than they did but were afraid the other didn't, and it's also something that, while a big deal, is easily said. But this, this, means they've been having actual conversations about their futures, and they've come to the conclusion that they want to spend them together. SQUEE!
And that concludes 30 days of Klaine! <3
This is hard, because in canon...Blaine really doesn't have any close friends but Kurt. I mean, he has a LOT of friends, he's popular, everyone loves him, but how many people are actually in there behind his Dapper Walls? Not many, and fewer yet of them have interacted with him on the show.
That said, fanfiction keeps pushing Blaine/Santana (Blainetana, Blanana!!) friendship at me, and I can so see it. And the way it makes Kurt grind his teeth. XD So hopefully when Blaine transfers we'll get some of that.
On a more serious note, good job New York. For real, and in a Klaine way.
All I felt was--well, I have two desks in a corner, in an L shape. I was sitting at one with my arm resting on the other, and suddenly the one my arm was on pitched toward me, then settled right back. Happened again a few moments later. I couldn't figure out what it was, I thought maybe the neighbors had slammed something against the wall, but that wall is against their stairwell so I was puzzled. I went to the stairs to ask Cody (who was downstairs) if he felt it, and he asked me if I felt it. I said yeah and he asked what it was and I was like... "I dunno, earthquake?"
I just went downstairs again and he was all "Well, it WAS an earthquake!"
And now it's storming, with lightning. Whee.
I know that I journaled about another earthquake a couple of years ago but I can't find the entry for the life of me. =(
They look like this (this is the photo from the above link):
Somewhat dark-and-depressing, you'd think they'd model them after the way a certain room looked in the movie rather than just plaster a black-and-red room with posters, but whatever.
The caveat? The reason I'm posting about this at all?
That's the same comforter set Cody and I have on our bed. RIGHT NOW. (Also, we have one of those lampshades on a small lamp in the living room, which has the same black/red/apartment-carpet-tan color scheme) Cody has informed me that I am not allowed to spend another ~hundred dollars on new bedding. And considering that, for the wedding, we registered for extra sets of black sheets to match it, and now have three sets, I can see where it would be wise to stick with our investment. But it's still sucky.
On the other hand, this means that the average
And, though I shouldn't be behaving like the average annoying 14-year-old, we had it first! Neener-neener-neener! =P
(In the interest of full disclosure: No, I haven't read/watched Twilight. From what I've read/heard about it, I have a feeling that if/when I do, I may enjoy the overall storyline, but hate Stephanie Meyer's writing style. And the fact that's it's so widely inescapable is irritating no matter how good or crappy it may be.)
You see, there's a Mountain Homie on there this year. Local boy makes good (as they've said about Wes Bentley a few times). He's been touted as being from MH and from Gassville, but that's pretty much the same thing, lol. Here's the video. =)
In other news, there is no news, other than the foot of snow out there. Or, as I put it to kitty0_o, IT'S SNOW LIEK WHOA. Kept us home from work yesterday and today (well, Cody was supposed to work today. Not me). Hopefully the roads are clear by Monday morning, or if not, I may be carpooling--which doesn't bother me in and of itself, but I don't particularly like having to pack a lunch multiple days in succession, mostly because I don't like having to wash my bento box by hand if the dishwasher doesn't happen to be full.
Also, I've discovered that the blogs I most enjoy reading are the sort that tend to have lots of pictures, with a few words of explanation. (See Garcia, Jorge, Goth, Cupcake, and Gaiman, Neil, going in order from best to worst examples, lol.) And I feel like this effect must be achieved by people who have devices that have both picture-taking and internetting capabilities (iPhone is what leaps to my mind, but I know at least that that's not what Neil Gaiman uses, because he talks about his phone a fair bit), because I can't imagine going to the effort of removing photos from the digital camera that often. I mean, how long did it take me to get the wedding photos online, once I had them? And that was on a CD, not a device where I had to open it up to remove the card.
In other words, that's quite shiny, but I'm quite lazy. XD
When I heard about it, I got excited, thinking that with all the fuss about it, it must be pretty witty. But I just watched it and was disappointed. Then again, I was already comparing it to this (not for those easily offended by language):
The same concept, done the best. But heck, I'd even take this over "The General":
Then tonight (when it was finally cool enough to trek to the other end of the complex) as I was coming back from fetching the mail, my neighbor informed me about Michael Jackson.
Then, at Roflrazzi of all places, I see that Ed McMahon is gone, too.
I think I'm least surprised and most saddened by the last one. I remember him from the million dollar giveaway ads, and Bloopers shows, and barely barely barely from the Tonight Show. (I remember the switch to Jay Leno, and not too terribly much before that.) But he was old enough that this isn't a tragedy, just sad. RIP, Ed.
The only thing I've ever seen Farrah Fawcett in was the roast of William Shatner, and it was pretty much just to register the fact that she was strung out on meds even then--but I thought she was going to beat the cancer and bounce back, maybe get a few movies out of the deal. RIP, Farrah.
As far as Michael Jackson is concerned, well. He was an entertainer to me, but probably not in the way he wanted or hoped to be. I like a couple of his songs (thanks to all the hoopla, I've got "Thriller" stuck in my head now), but when his name comes up I usually picture him dangling the child he chose to call Blanket over a balcony railing, and aerial shots of the Neverland Ranch with a headline containing the word "trial" in it. I was more likely to tell a Michael Jackson joke than listen to a Michael Jackson song. While nothing was ever proven against him in a court of law, I kind of side with the person on Roflrazzi who said, "Yeah, but why would an innocent man pay a huge amount of money to keep a family quiet?" (As you can imagine, the "tribute" post has a string of comments a million miles long--I only skimmed the first page and it's dizzying.) It's kind of a bummer that he's never going to get a chance to make a comeback, but I have a really hard time actually feeling sad.
And on that note, I WAS going to link to blogthing's "Tasteless Michael Jackson Joke Generator," but it appears that it's been taken down. Pity. So I'll leave you with the least risqué one that I can think of:
Q. How does Michael Jackson pick his nose?
A. From a catalog.
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I nearly peed myself laughing.
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Now, the wedding date bit is not at all uncomfortable and to be expected at this point, lol--but the babies comment DOES create an incredibly uncomfortable moment. Cody and I actually had a friend-of-the-family tell us first that we looked like brother and sister (yeah, I think it's the eyes--and I imagine we'd get this even more often if I didn't flatiron, which is just more incentive to keep doing it) and then went on to say "Well, I guess you'll know what the babies will look like!" We both just kind of stood there until she changed the subject.
(And after the Hillary lol I feel the need to point out that yes, I know full well that the bit at the bottom should read "Compliments given to my girlfriend and me." I can't help it. That's how it was posted.)
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This has been one of my favorite quotes for a long time.
There's not really a reason I quit going to church but there are reasons I haven't been back. From the comments on this picture:
By the way, everyone, these are not Christians in any way or form.
To be Christian is to be Christ-like. That is where the word comes from. Now if you look in the bible and see what Christ was like, he never condemned anyone, and he loved everyone.
These people are ignorant, extremist bigots who give a terrible name to Christians.
You can’t just call yourself a Christian and be one. You have to walk the walk.
And the walk is love. For everyone regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, political view, etc.
There honestly aren’t a many of them as you seem to think - there are more than there need to be, to be sure, but the fact is that one stupid, loudmouthed jerk gets more press than a dozen quiet, unassuming folks ever will. He’s a charicature, not a representative.
People like this are pretty much the reason religion SEEMS stupid to some.
The Phelp’s klan have their theology wrong in that when Jesus was casitagted by His own followers by hanging out with the riff raff and the sinners, He told them to shove off. He had no problem being friends with them. He wanted them to repent.
I shudder to think that people equate my loving, giving, welcoming church with this evil doctrine.
I would expect this from Scientologists, but who in their -right- minds would seriously rally to these messages? oo I mean, I know all the “love thy neighbor” stuff is a little far into the bible, but come one people, keep reading, it gets better ><
Monday I went to class with Cody, we both heard about the bad weather, so we grabbed lunch on campus, got in the car, and zoomed home. We went through some freezing rain around Henderson, but the roads were okay. Started coming down hard after we got in, and we STAYED in.
I had power until about 9:30-10 Tuesday night. Cody and I still stayed in. When I turned my phone on in the morning (turned off to conserve battery since I couldn't charge it), Nico had called and offered to come get us. We packed up the perishable groceries and refugee-d at his place, since he had power. He was also hosting April and her three kids, so it was a bit crowded, but yay for warmth and showers.
I got power yesterday around noon, if my clock is to be believed. No internet as of 4 PM, but Suddenlink said it would be on "sometime late this afternoon." I haven't been home to check but hopefully it'll be there when I get there. =) (I'm at Nico's now, internetting.)
No telling when I'll get to the flist, but probably once I have internet at home, as I see a week's worth of entries taking me a good two-three hours to browse. =P
...yeah, I'm about 200 entries back. Sigh.
You Got 5/10 Questions Right
You are by no means an Obama expert, but you know a few things about him.
You may (or may not) be a fan, but you definitely don't consider yourself an Obamamaniac.
You may not know Obama's favorite movie or ice cream flavor, but you know the basics.
And that's enough for you to be a fully informed citizen!
I challenge Nico to this one!
You Are Traditional and Dependable
You are optimistic, friendly, and cheerful. People appreciate the hopefulness and good vibes you bring to any situation.
You are a very active, on the go person. You get restless if you're forced to sit still for too long.
You're easy going and easy to be around. You aren't picky or high maintenance.
You seek security in your life. Feeling safe is important to you.
You Remember 40% of 2008
Okay, you were somewhat paying attention during 2008.
But you're not going to impress anyone with your knowledge of what went down.
You know the basics about what went down, but little else...
Let's just say you won't be writing the history book for 2008.
This is what comes of making an active effort to avoid seeing the news. If I only hear about/retain 40% of major headlines, I figure that's about 30% more than I really actually need.
this past week has been real hard to get thru..
there was a driveby shooting last sunday an 5 of my friends were driving home from church an this car chased them down an shot it up. one of them is completely fine one of them lost sight in his eye an has to have serious surgery the other punkchered(cnt spel tht)
his lung but hes conscious an talking the other two were my best friends since 8th grade donivan and adrion crutcher they are twins..donivan died monday morning they had pulled like 7 bullets from him an just couldnt survive the injuries..adrion is paralyzed from waste down but saying few words an moving his fingers...its been just heartbreaking...they didnt do anything wrong they were just attacked...wen i lost my best friend from a driveby last year i thought it really didnt happen a whole lot but this past week has just been brutel i just dont understand why the world can be so cruel an heartless..but stuff like this happens everyday..an makes u realize tomorrow isnt promised...one minute u see someone the next they could be gone an u wudnt kno..i cant stand ppl who play God.
but the reason i was telling u this is im trying to get everyone i kno to just pray for them an their families its real tough on me i cnt even imagine wat its like on them.
It looks like arrests have been made, but still, one kid DIED. And the sick thing is that it was a case of mistaken identity.
What the hell? How does this shit happen? And when did she have to start dealing with this crap? I still remember the little girl that cried because she had to go to bed and couldn't keep playing with toy horses, you know?
Cody and I were talking about this yesterday, he was telling me about some poor little girl that had been kidnapped in his town, and though she wasn't killed, by the time the police found her, she had been molested and given AIDS. And I was just like... "Add that to my list of reasons not to have kids." Why have progeny when you can't protect them from this crap? Why make them suffer? Eternal optimist that I am, even I have to admit that it's not always safe and sunshiny out there anymore, and old as it makes me sound, things have changed since I was a kid.
Sigh. I feel so bad for her.
The article says:
Debris from Woehler's truck hitting the median struck two vehicles. The first, a 1999 Chevrolet Astro van, driven by Jason T. Strobel, 41, of St. Peters, stopped on the shoulder of the highway. His van was extensively damaged, police said.
Yeah. The police were totally right about that:
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A couple of inches either way and he'd probably be dead. *shudder*