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Currently on my playlist:
"Silly" by Taral Hicks
"The Steward of Gondor" feat. Billy Boyd
"Truth or Dare" from the Triple X soundtrack
"All Of This Past" by Sarah Bettens
"Shook Me All Night Long" by AC/DC
"Where's Your Head At" from the Tomb Raider II soundtrack
"Adam's Song" by Blink 182
"Don't Panic" by Coldplay
"How Many Licks" by Lil Kim
"Miserable" by Lit
"Cry Little Sister" from the Lost Boys soundtrack
"Sucks To Be You" by Prozzak
"My Vagina" by NOFX
"Natural Woman" by Aretha Franklin
"Hey Ya" by Outkast
"Last Resort" by Papa Roach
"Hell Is For Children" by Pat Benatar
"Bicycle Race" by Queen
"Infiltrate" by Sean Paul
"I Don't Want To Be" by Gavin DeGraw (One Tree Hill theme song)
"Red Right Hand" by Nick Cave
"Chain of Fools" by Aretha Franklin
"My Immortal" by Evanescence
"Flower" by Liz Phair
"Fuck and Run" by Liz Phair
"Consort" by Rufus Wainwright
"Taken For A Ride" by AM Radio
"Natural Woman" by Aretha Franklin
"Sex and Candy" by Marcy Playground
"Canta Per Me" from the Noir soundtrack (anime)
"Princes Of The Universe" by Queen (Highlander theme song)
"In A Heartbeat" from the 28 Days Later soundtrack
"The Wrong Band" by Tori Amos
Reveling in the random, right now.
My roomate is sleeping again. I swear -- she sleeps all the time. Then again, I'm one to talk. I can't sleep at normal hours, and instead end up updating my livejournal in the dead of night, when normal people are dreaming happy dreams. I love dreaming. My dreams are always colorful and interesting. Lately, they've been rather pleasant, though really I don't mind nightmares, because they usually make for better stories anyway. But hey. Pleasant = good! Not about to complain.
And also? The Pretty, who speaks Spanish and looks exotically Native American and wears very cute dark gray knit caps and *low slung jeans* spent about an hour in my room getting spyware off my roommate's computer. I'd love to just walk up to him and slide my hands down his well toned abdomen. But I'll restrain myself. *sigh* I hate my nonexistant sexlife. I really, really hate it. Especially with all the local pretty. I mean, there's The Pretty (who for the sake of clarity we'll call Andre -- cause that's his name), the Swedish meatball that works desk, and Draco Malfoy with the washboard abs on the seventh floor and goddamnit, why can't I have a piece!?!
And in the spirit of random, I'll radically change the topic to my calculus class. Multi-variable has much improved since we started line integrals. I mean, they're loverly. They're not all evilcomplicated and I actually understand what the teacher is saying in lecture. The professor is quirky in an entertaining way. I even learned some juicy gossip about him. Apparently John Nash had, like, a total crush on him (not my words -- someone elses). And also, he's banned from the dorms since having an affair with one of the female students. Shady! Though that must have been a *really* long time ago, cause he's all old now (see John Nash). Now he just dazzles us in lecture with his chalk fetishes.
Speaking of that -- Recent AIM Conversation:
my sister: he likes little girlswith poofy hair
my sister: watch out
my sister: !!!
me: ha!
me: someone was telling me today that he's banned from the dorms cause of some affair
my sister: so you believe the truth of my statement
me: well, I have no reason not to
my sister: the only reason that they let his pedophilic ass keep teaching is because he is the best
my sister: take care to not let your hair get too poofy lest you attract his notice
me: sure you're not just taking this opportunity to curtail my bad hair habits?
my sister: ohhhh you are too sharp for me
me: you're so damn mean!
me: leave my hair alone!
my sister: I'm sorry
my sister: I love you
me: no you don't
And also? I heard a girl use the word "gank" in everyday conversation. I was like, "Dude. Woah." Cause I totally thought this was just a livejournal thing. So either it's *not* just a livejournal thing or livejournal is taking over the world. I'm thinking it's the latter.
"Flat bottomed girls, they'll be riding today / So look out for those beauties, oh yeah!"
~ "Bicycle Race" by Queen
Freddy Mercury cracks my shit up, yo.
"Silly" by Taral Hicks
"The Steward of Gondor" feat. Billy Boyd
"Truth or Dare" from the Triple X soundtrack
"All Of This Past" by Sarah Bettens
"Shook Me All Night Long" by AC/DC
"Where's Your Head At" from the Tomb Raider II soundtrack
"Adam's Song" by Blink 182
"Don't Panic" by Coldplay
"How Many Licks" by Lil Kim
"Miserable" by Lit
"Cry Little Sister" from the Lost Boys soundtrack
"Sucks To Be You" by Prozzak
"My Vagina" by NOFX
"Natural Woman" by Aretha Franklin
"Hey Ya" by Outkast
"Last Resort" by Papa Roach
"Hell Is For Children" by Pat Benatar
"Bicycle Race" by Queen
"Infiltrate" by Sean Paul
"I Don't Want To Be" by Gavin DeGraw (One Tree Hill theme song)
"Red Right Hand" by Nick Cave
"Chain of Fools" by Aretha Franklin
"My Immortal" by Evanescence
"Flower" by Liz Phair
"Fuck and Run" by Liz Phair
"Consort" by Rufus Wainwright
"Taken For A Ride" by AM Radio
"Natural Woman" by Aretha Franklin
"Sex and Candy" by Marcy Playground
"Canta Per Me" from the Noir soundtrack (anime)
"Princes Of The Universe" by Queen (Highlander theme song)
"In A Heartbeat" from the 28 Days Later soundtrack
"The Wrong Band" by Tori Amos
Reveling in the random, right now.
My roomate is sleeping again. I swear -- she sleeps all the time. Then again, I'm one to talk. I can't sleep at normal hours, and instead end up updating my livejournal in the dead of night, when normal people are dreaming happy dreams. I love dreaming. My dreams are always colorful and interesting. Lately, they've been rather pleasant, though really I don't mind nightmares, because they usually make for better stories anyway. But hey. Pleasant = good! Not about to complain.
And also? The Pretty, who speaks Spanish and looks exotically Native American and wears very cute dark gray knit caps and *low slung jeans* spent about an hour in my room getting spyware off my roommate's computer. I'd love to just walk up to him and slide my hands down his well toned abdomen. But I'll restrain myself. *sigh* I hate my nonexistant sexlife. I really, really hate it. Especially with all the local pretty. I mean, there's The Pretty (who for the sake of clarity we'll call Andre -- cause that's his name), the Swedish meatball that works desk, and Draco Malfoy with the washboard abs on the seventh floor and goddamnit, why can't I have a piece!?!
And in the spirit of random, I'll radically change the topic to my calculus class. Multi-variable has much improved since we started line integrals. I mean, they're loverly. They're not all evilcomplicated and I actually understand what the teacher is saying in lecture. The professor is quirky in an entertaining way. I even learned some juicy gossip about him. Apparently John Nash had, like, a total crush on him (not my words -- someone elses). And also, he's banned from the dorms since having an affair with one of the female students. Shady! Though that must have been a *really* long time ago, cause he's all old now (see John Nash). Now he just dazzles us in lecture with his chalk fetishes.
Speaking of that -- Recent AIM Conversation:
my sister: he likes little girlswith poofy hair
my sister: watch out
my sister: !!!
me: ha!
me: someone was telling me today that he's banned from the dorms cause of some affair
my sister: so you believe the truth of my statement
me: well, I have no reason not to
my sister: the only reason that they let his pedophilic ass keep teaching is because he is the best
my sister: take care to not let your hair get too poofy lest you attract his notice
me: sure you're not just taking this opportunity to curtail my bad hair habits?
my sister: ohhhh you are too sharp for me
me: you're so damn mean!
me: leave my hair alone!
my sister: I'm sorry
my sister: I love you
me: no you don't
And also? I heard a girl use the word "gank" in everyday conversation. I was like, "Dude. Woah." Cause I totally thought this was just a livejournal thing. So either it's *not* just a livejournal thing or livejournal is taking over the world. I'm thinking it's the latter.
"Flat bottomed girls, they'll be riding today / So look out for those beauties, oh yeah!"
~ "Bicycle Race" by Queen
Freddy Mercury cracks my shit up, yo.
