gyzym: (Lady in white)
jsfhdsf TODAY IS NOT GOING THE WAY IT WAS SUPPOSED TO, because djfhdjskf my family and dsfjhdsfhs oversleeping and sfhdjfdskf THIS REALLY BIZARRE DREAM WHERE I WAS DATING THE HOTTEST GIRL IN THE HISTORY OF TIME FOR LIKE, A YEAR, AND THEN I TURNED AROUND ONE DAY AND SHE WAS A GIANT MONSTER, LIKE SERIOUSLY, SO GIANT, SO MANY ANGRY TEETH, SHE CHASED ME AND TRIED TO EAT ME AND NOT IN A FUN WAY, I THINK MAYBE SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO RUN AN EXTRACTION ON ME. I have so many things to write and so many things to edit and I will be back for real to do all that in an hour or two, this is a driveby post to share a couple of things:

1. via [livejournal.com profile] iamspace:



MOSTLY FOR ALEX'S SMILEY FACE WITH THE GUITAR ABOUT HALFWAY THROUGH. ALSO SCOTTY'S "HEY I AM ON MY PHONE RAWR I AM SUCH AN ADORABLE GRUMPYFACED ASSHOLE" FACE. ALSO GRACE PARK. ALSO DDK. BUT MOSTLY ALEX'S SMILEY FACE OH MY GODDDD HOW IS HE REAL.

2. So last night instead of going to bed I shut down everything except that fucking Disney princess generator! Which, what the fucking shit, why did this program do this to me.

First I did Steve and Danny as princesses: )

Then, because John and Sherlock were on the brain, I did them too: )

And then I was going to do Arthur and Eames, but, in a moment of half-asleep four AM madness, said to myself, "JIZZY, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU WROTE THAT WHOLE FIC WHERE ARTHUR WAS DISNEY PRINCESSES."

So you guys don't get to see the princess version of Eames. You do get to see every princess Arthur was in A Whole New World, though. )

THIS HAS BEEN TODAY'S EPISODE OF "WHY THE HELL DO YOU READ THIS LIVEJOURNAL, OBVIOUSLY GYZYM IS OUT OF HER MIND." Tune in next week for, uh, more of same, although hopefully with increased sleep and decreased fucking princesses. I'm off to clean all of the things and then I will be back, writing Steve/Danny words until the cows come home. I HOPE EVERYONE IS HAVING AN AWESOME SATURDAY ♥!
gyzym: (JUST THIS ONCE)
After he was forced to watch ALL OF THE AMAZING 90s VIDS YOU GUYS SO GLORIOUSLY PROVIDED:

Burro: HOW THE HELL DID YOU FIND ALL THESE SO FAST?!
Me: The internet provides.
Burro: Fuck that, I use the internet too, this is not natural. Do you have like--is there like a secret society of 90s enthusiasts, do you have some kind of network of people who--why are you laughing, what'd I say?

dfjdsfhsdjfdsjkfsdKDLHFSDHFGDSJKFHSDJKFHJSDKFS BURRO OH MY GOD YOU KNOW NOT WHAT YOU DO *GASPS FOR AIR*

And now some macros for your trouble: )

OH JESUS, ALSO, THIS:



HNNNNNNG, CHIN. HNNNNNNNNNG.
gyzym: (I vote for porn)
Linked by [livejournal.com profile] hermette, who must have a direct line to the land of Beauty and Rainbows or something:



I HAVE NO WORDS, ONLY FLAILING AND HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG. I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE CAPACITY TO MAKE A DOWN UNDER JOKE IN RE: WHERE I'D LIKE THIS MAN TO BE, THAT IS HOW GONE I AM.

SERIOUSLY. SERIOUSLY.

HNNNNNNNNNNNNNG.

ETA: OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU GUYS, [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve, WHO IS A GOOD PERSON, HAS FOUND THE ENTIRE MOTHERFUCKING ARTICLE WHICH GOES WITH THIS PHOTO AND YOU GUYS

YOU GUYS

THIS CAST, JESUS FUCKING CHRIST )
gyzym: (White flower)
Heeeeey, everybody, happy "you just lost an hour of your goddamn life" day! My apologies for the mildly drunken post I seem to have made last night; it was an accident, I assure you.

So first of all, a general cry for assistance to anyone on my flist with medical knowledge and/or personal experience with this: er. Supposing...I needed to mildly concuss a 9 year old in a story I'm working on...does anyone know how that would work? I mean, ideally she ends up released from the hospital and at home and her parents have to do that wake-her-up-at-intervals thing I hear you're supposed to do for the concussed, because the plot kind of...hinges on that happening. But can that even happen for kids, or are they always kept overnight if it's seriously enough for that? And also what *level* of a concussion would it be, aren't there grades of severity, and what symptoms accompany what grades? I've been trying to research it, and the internet--which either knows me too well for comfort or is secretly my mother--keeps coming back with things like "THIS IS HOW YOU KNOW YOU ARE CONCUSSED" and "ARE YOU FEELING FATIGUED? YOU'RE FEELING FATIGUED, AREN'T YOU, YOU LOOK TIRED. YOU SHOULD PROBABLY SEE A DOCTOR."

Which, you know, would be helpful if I'd suffered a head injury recently, but seeing as I haven't (knock on wood), I NEED YOU GUYS.


ETA: WOW, okay, you guys are fucking awesome. I've pretty much got a handle on this now--thanks especially to [livejournal.com profile] gollumgollum, who is both a nurse and a genius :D THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH, OH MY GOD, I DO NOT KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO WITHOUT YOU.

SECONDLY, IT'S TIME FOR A PICSPAM FOR PRETTY MUCH NO REASON AT ALL.

Things I have confirmed for myself in putting this together: NEEDS MORE SHIRTLESS CHIN )

In conclusion, I've decided to start a new religion based around Scotty Caan wearing flannel. I'm going to call it "Hfksdfhsdkf Hnnnnnnng Scotty Caan Oh My Fucking God."



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