hi, have you met me?

*In college, I used to be a fairly ridiculous person. I don't mean in the frat-girl, dancing-on-the-table, streaking-the-quad kind of way (OK FINE ONLY SOMETIMES), but more that I used to be way more of a spazz. A procrastinating, all-over-the-place, sometimes-a-flake of a girl. Consequently, I spent most of my time in college when I was not in class fighting the urge to walk to the sunken gardens and do a massive, full body, HOLY SHIT WHY IS MY LIFE SO AWKWARD faceplant into the grass.

I'm not saying this is a great way to live, and I do enjoy being mostly (ha) on top of my shit and on time/early to work every day, etc. Still, there is a part of me that wishes I could go back (metaphorically) to that time in my life where my mom walked into a room with me and my friends and said, I found this vibrator when I was cleaning the basement, where do you want me to put it? (TRUE STORY, KIDS.)

That's weird, right?

Anyway, the point of this story is actually not my post-adolescent angst, it's about vibrators. (Surprise!)

( Cut for vibrators. And my blathering. )


*In fandom news, I’m being feeling a wee bit strange. As in bizarrely wandering back down memory lane and reading stuff like Professionals fic and Ray/Ray Due South stuff and sad McShep stories that remind me why John Sheppard can break my heart into tiny pieces like no one else. I think it has to do with Merlin being on hiatus and SGA being over and maybe I’m a wee bit adrift? I dunno. :(


*In more news, I signed up for the Pay It Forward meme from verav and then, ignoring the whole point, forgot to post it to my lj. So! Here it is! Look out for baked goods, probably vegan ones (even though I’m not vegan anymore). But who knows, I might get inspired to do something else like write all that fic I mention but never finish:

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me. It will be about or tailored to those five lucky "victims."

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- What I create will be just for you.
- It'll be done this year.
- You have no clue what it's going to be or when it’s going to be. It may be fic. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

If you comment in this post, you have to post this in your journal. Thats the catch. So do it. DO IT.



*So. How you doin'?

Okay, I've been thinking a lot lately about the content of this journal and the people who read it. The way I see it, my lj serves two purposes:

1) To keep in contact with my friends from back home (with all of those frequent, un-pointless life updates I do all the time *cough*). This was the original purpose of this lj. However, increasingly, another focus of it has been...

2) Fandom. I'm sure there are a few random people on my flist from real life that are like "WTF? Fanfiction? Freak." (Petra, I'm looking at you. Mwah!) And since the content of this lj is increasingly becoming more fandom than RL, I've decided to continue that trend.

So from now on, you can count on 90% of the posts here to be fandom related. If I have important life updates, they will go over at chmpgnsuprnova, for my close friends at home. I'm assuming if you aren't a member of that community, you probably couldn't give less of a crap about whether I'm failing Intro to Finance or not. (I'm not, btw, that was just an example chosen at random.)

I guess I could get a new lj with a different name. But this is way too much hassle for me, Lazy McLaziness. So, basically, the point is this: if you're on my flist (all like 15 of you. I'm so popular. :), and you barely know me in RL anyway, and don't want to hear me squeeing about random Canadian movies and HP essays (or if you think I suck and just don't want to be my friend anyway), please feel free to unfriend me. No hard feelings. (I would unfriend the people I feel fall into this category, but this seems mean and presumptuous of me.)