Actually it's more like semi-friends only. I tend to leave most fandom and non-personal things unlocked for a week or two. Then clean them up later :) You never know who may find you on the Internet. Better to be safe than sorry.

Stuff relating to my work, relationships, the location of the ponies, and so forth? They're all 'Friends Only'.

If we have fandom or horses in common, I will more than likely friend you back. Actually, if we have nothing in common at all, I will probably friend you anyway.

Unless you're a troll. Or all about The Drama. Because I just don't have time for that.

Please comment to be added. Or just to leave dirty messages. rawr.

To anyone on my flist who has ever lived in or near or visited Ireland.

Tell me, how big of a holiday is Stephens Day? Because my initial plans were to try and fly into Dublin on December 26th... which is apparently a holiday. Teh Girlfriend lives in Cork so I was thinking of wandering around Dublin for the day (really, "wandering" is the best adjective.... think 'lost sheep' type of look and that will be me), trying to crash in a hostel that night, and then take the train to Cork the next day. Buuuut is anything going to be open?? Will the trains even be running on the 27th? (which is also a Sunday?)

I'm American. I don't know how these things work. AND YAHOO!ANSWERS CAN ONLY HELP ME SO MUCH.

Damn it.

- YOU GUYS! I DON'T THINK I CAN READ JOHN/ELIZABETH ATLANTIS FIC ANYMORE!! I SHIT YOU NOT. IT ACTUALLY MAKES ME DEPRESSED AND NAUSEOUS BECAUSE I MISS THEM SO MUCH. HOLY FUCK I'M PATHETIC.

- I have a tentative flight set up for Ireland. Now I just need my goddamn boss to give me a definitive 'yes' or 'no'. Really, I won't be upset either way. I JUST NEED TO KNOW.

- My electric bill was $360 this month. Fail to the nth degree.

- I feel justified in eating peanut butter directly out of the jar as long as its organic. If you're like my girlfriend, you will consider it nasty regardless of its organic qualities. However, organic = healthy, right? RIGHT?

- I don't really want the Lie To Me fandom to grow to epic proportions. That already fucked up other shows that I loved (House, SVU, Atlantis). I want it to stay small and cool and awesome and just have the really AMAZING AND TALENTED people fangirling it. The rest of the uncool population can just do us the favor of leaving their TVs on for an extra hour after House so that we can pick up the ratings numbers.

- NO, YOU GUYS, FOR REAL. I AM HAVING SERIOUS ISSUES WITH READING JOHN/ELIZABETH FIC. I MISS THEM LOTS. I mean, I miss John/Aeryn like you wouldn't believe but only when I watch the DVDs (could never get too into Farscape online fandom) and Bill/Laura when I'm all nostalgic and go on a BSG binge. BUT JOHN AND ELIZABETH WERE MY EPIC COUPLE. IT CRUSHES ME.

- I hate my job (still). If you have ever been a raging bitch of a patient at a doctor's office (or the super nicest person ever), you might talk to the receptionist and could NEVER tell the difference in his or her demeanor. But trust me, THEY KNOW. We all know exactly who is a Crazy Psycho Pants, who are Teh Drug Addicts, who are the Manipulative Demanding Assholes, and who are the Super Nice Patients that we would bend over backwards to help. Oh yes. THE RECEPTIONIST ALWAYS KNOWS.

- I have this urge to get tattooed.

- I NEED TO GO FIND MORE JOHN/ELIZABETH FIC AND BEMOAN THE LOSS OF ONE OF MY FAVORITE FANDOMS AND PAIRINGS EVAR (YOU KNOW, BACK WHEN IT WAS COOL BEFORE IT GOT ALL FUCKED UP)

Mah Mom had dinner at 2 today (for which she made me, her crazy vegetarian daughter, SPINACH ZITI!!). But that meant we were done by 3:30. And that I'm now home alone at 8:20 because all of my roommates are still with their families. Its beautiful.

I'm procrastinating yet again on some English presentation. Not because its difficult but because it is the last assignment for this fucking class this semester (!!!) and I have no motivation at all. Actually, if I could have a negative amount of motivation, that's what I would have right now.

This is not a productive night for me.

However ... The first DVD of Season One of Lie To Me arrived yesterday and I watched it for four hours last night. Since today was Thanksgiving, I couldn't send it back and am FORCED to watch it again. Oh, damn. Twist my arm. BUT I NEED DISK TWO. I'M NOT PLAYIN HERE NETFLIX. I think I'm going to browse through Hulu for another viewing of 'Honey' as well. WIN.

YOU GUYS. I almost forgot, someone posted a Lie To Me sekrit on fandomsecrets the other day. (#172 all the way at the bottom... not even f!s will give this show the credit it deserves *sigh*) I don't even care what its about (Cal and Gillian omg), I was just happy it was there. YAY.

Speaking of which, this show is taking over my life. I bring new fic recs:

Where Do We Go by her_pseudonym - DARK. Do not read if you're squicked out by rape. I usually don't read things like this but it is soooo well written. I've actually read it more than once and its excellent every time.

The Gentle Fall by topaz_eyes - YES I LOVE AWESOMELY WRITTEN PORN. STFU AND GO READ IT.

Coping Mechanisms by acolyte33 - This is the link to the 13th (final) part of the series, but the other chapters are all linked up top around the authors notes so you can use those to go to the rest of them. This is probably the series that really got me invested in the fanfic for this pairing. LOVE.

Too Far To Fall by Authors Tune - I was reluctant to post this one because its a WIP and I'm always afraid that those will just be left unfinished (*coughTenHoursFAILcough*) but it shows a lot of promise and I'm very curious to see how the author takes it.


Ok, enough Lie To Me talk. I have to get off this subject because I'm frustrated with obsessively reloading the fanfic pages and having nothing new come up.

DOES ANYONE HERE WATCH SONS OF ANARCHY??? ITS MY (OTHER) NEW SHOW AND I NEED SOMEONE TO BOND WITH WHEN I FLIP MY SHIT WITH THE SEASON FINALE NEXT WEEK. MIGHT DO SO JUST BECAUSE GEMMA ALONE IS THAT AWESOME. STUCK IN CAPS. CAN'T. STOP.

 DAMN LOOK AT MY GIRL GO.

This completely cancels out any crap that I've had in the last month.

Makes me so happy.  You have no idea.  

I'm still getting the chills. 

 I detest group projects.  It never fails that there is someone in the group who always seems to be missing a few important chromosomes.

This time is no exception.

And his name is Colby.

Yes, like the cheese.  But much less appealing.

*facepalm*

 i dream of crimson sunsets, golden fingers stretching from the horizon.  i dream of breathtaking sunrises, driving on a back road as corn fields rise on either side.  i dream of smelling the salt air on a warm pacific breeze, of feeling the chill of the midatlantic waters on my feet.  i dream of walking barefoot through the dewy grass of an immature hayfield.  i dream of feeling the burn of my muscles as i jog easily from the person i was to the person that i hope to become.  i dream of flying, of looking down and seeing the anthill of people swarming beneath me.  i dream of feeling the sand of beaches that i've never visited, of tasting the crisp air from mountains that i've never seen.  i dream of sitting on the front porch that i don't have, looking across the lazy acres of the farm i'll never own.  i dream of walking miles, jumping trains.  i dream of smiles i've never seen and laughter i've never heard.  i dream of falling asleep under an infinite number of stars, leaning against the trunk of an ancient tree, keeping company with my old mare.

i wake up to something, everything that i've experienced before.  time and time again, nothing changes but the weather.

i wonder how difficult it would be to just keep sleeping and never wake up.  sometimes, i wonder. sometimes, i hope.