Gorgeous Emmett vid. I though the song really embodied his attitude. I loved the clip choices. It payed just enough attention to the beat to keep my beat whore soul happy. "Romeo" by
sweetestdrain. Download here.
But whatever happened to the RPS, you wonder? Well, see, there's that whole thing where I'm lazy. Yeah. I look at the fic and I am like -- "Work. Booo." And then I go watch vids. Speaking of which, I have to finish my BE vid. I've never gone this far in a vid and not finished. I *have* to finish. *nods*
permetaform, henceforth whenever I see a cool effect in a vid I am calling it 2:38. For example -- "Omg with Lex and the...with the ghosting and the...and the...dude, that was 2:38." Cause you know, if I'm not going to speak in understandable English when it comes to vidding I might as well go all out and create new, geeky slang.
Also? Having to get up early for class, like, totally sucks. Especially now that I'm looking at the clock and realizing I should have gone to bed three hours ago.

In other news, cute blond surfer guy was whining cause he can't seem to gain weight. And he's a pyro. And some asian chick whose name I can't remember is jealous of my jeans with the giant holes in the inner thighs. They breathe well, you know. And are also the sluttiest article of clothing I own. You know, I can't really help it that my thighs rub together when I walk. And my jeans are cheap.
Somebody made chocolate chip banana nut bread. It was good. I heard rumors about a new breed of fruit. The chick who looks like Alanis Morisette only prettier tried and failed to hit herself in the face with her breasts while jumping up and down. Funny thing, boredom. Imagine what they'd be like if they were high. Scary, innit? Life at the co-op is fun, fun for everyone.
I walked at least a mile today. Probably more like two or three. My feet are at that stage where they almost have blisters but not quite. My knees acted up again. I feel like I'm 60 with arthritis or some shit. Gah. I'm wearing sneakers tomorrow.
Well, g'night!
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But whatever happened to the RPS, you wonder? Well, see, there's that whole thing where I'm lazy. Yeah. I look at the fic and I am like -- "Work. Booo." And then I go watch vids. Speaking of which, I have to finish my BE vid. I've never gone this far in a vid and not finished. I *have* to finish. *nods*
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Also? Having to get up early for class, like, totally sucks. Especially now that I'm looking at the clock and realizing I should have gone to bed three hours ago.

In other news, cute blond surfer guy was whining cause he can't seem to gain weight. And he's a pyro. And some asian chick whose name I can't remember is jealous of my jeans with the giant holes in the inner thighs. They breathe well, you know. And are also the sluttiest article of clothing I own. You know, I can't really help it that my thighs rub together when I walk. And my jeans are cheap.
Somebody made chocolate chip banana nut bread. It was good. I heard rumors about a new breed of fruit. The chick who looks like Alanis Morisette only prettier tried and failed to hit herself in the face with her breasts while jumping up and down. Funny thing, boredom. Imagine what they'd be like if they were high. Scary, innit? Life at the co-op is fun, fun for everyone.
I walked at least a mile today. Probably more like two or three. My feet are at that stage where they almost have blisters but not quite. My knees acted up again. I feel like I'm 60 with arthritis or some shit. Gah. I'm wearing sneakers tomorrow.
Well, g'night!