Saturday, October 30, 2010


A bird just flew in through my window, trashed my room while I sat on my bed in chock, and then flew out again. I'm not sure what I just witnessed.

FYI it was a Great Tit, and the title of this entry was going to be "Great Tits should be exterminated". I then realized it didn't sound very appropriate so I'm just gonna leave it like this.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Cue the pulse to begin.

You know you're going a bit delusional when every person with a British accent automatically is an honest and decent person in your opinion. I really wouldn't be bothered if someone stabbed me, chopped off my arms and legs, fed me to a lion and then burned the remains of my body as long as the guy was British.

(This whole thing started, for some reason, when I decided that I'd watch Queer as Folk for the first time in ages and realized that even if Gardner is an ass after the Stockwell incident I like him just because of his accent.)

Come on sucker, lick my battery.

The disadvantage of writing too much fanfiction in English: Your OpenOffice will eventually start changing all of your i to I. I'm writing an essay here goddamnit, I can't have that.

And to all of you who haven't yet heard of Flight of the Conchords: please watch this video. It's the best thing you'll ever see or hear.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Devil's night, SE6EP6.

I just watched the latest episode of Criminal Minds. Is it just me or does Hotch have a tendency to end up in exlosions? I thought we had all agreed that he was not to go near anything that might explode ever again! The SUV accident, anyone? He was deaf for weeks for crying out loud.

One history lesson to go, and after that a week of autumn break. I. love. Life.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

This is what you get for being in the Order.

"Please copy and paste this into your status if you know or are related to someone that has been killed or tortured by Lord Voldemort or his Death Eaters."

I'm a proud no lifer.

Friday, October 22, 2010

I woke up to snow.

It's snowing in Stockholm. I have a feeling this is going to be a good day (... except for the fact that I need to hand in a synopsis on my informative speech to my rhetoric teacher and I haven't written a word. Oh well).

Thursday, October 21, 2010

The Gube.

He looks so. good. in season 6. I can't focus on the show when he's on screen. Fo realz.

If I ever said I disliked his new hair cut? How dare you?!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Why I shouldn't be allowed to discuss the human anatomy.

I few days ago I kindly explained to a few friends that the sort of cavities some people have on their lower back are, in some circles, called cum puddles (why I know this is really not that relevant).

I'm not sure they want to be friends anymore.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

And all of a sudden, nobody can think of anything to say.

Today I realized that when I fall in love with characters in books or movies, I always go for the psychotic men in masks. It took me ten pages to get totally obsessed with Rorschach when I read Watchmen, and here I am with my Rorschach wallpaper on my desktop.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

How to get away from homework.

  • Clean your room.
  • Watch Donnie Darko. Twice.
  • Listen to every Rent song and imagine yourself as Mark.
  • Since you didn't get all the dust out the last time, clean your room again.
  • Read the entire V for Vendetta comic book.
  • Google the Criminal Minds cast.
  • Read the first Harry Potter book.
  • The third time is lucky a.k.a. clean your room.

Hi, I have an English test coming up and no attention span whatsoever. At least my room looks good.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

The way I convert evil to good.

Why is it that I tend to romanticize every obnoxious character I ever come across and he ends up fluffy, kind and caring in my head when in real life he's a pain in the ass? The Harry Potter fic I'm working on consists of 1423 words so far and I've already managed to make Draco this loving, sweet boy whom I want in my b-- under my bed. Yeah. Under my bed.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

A.J. Cook.

And BAM I'm crying. I've got to stop torturing myself with Criminal Minds tweets.

(Anyone else up for CM marathon to salute A.J.? No one? Oh well. It'll just be me, Ben and Jerry then.)