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I rather enjoyed this quiz-type thing.
Where I, apparently, should live:
Milwaukie, Oregon
Astoria, Oregon
Truth or Consequences, New Mexico
Hot Springs/Hot Springs Village, Arkansas
Nantucket, Massachusetts
Salisbury, Maryland
St. Helens, Oregon
Lincoln City, Oregon
Cape Cod, Massachusetts
Andover, Massachusetts
Essex, Connecticut
Northampton, Massachusetts
Newport, Rhode Island
Ashland, Oregon
Newport, Oregon
Middlebury, Vermont
Shelburne Falls, Massachusetts
Brattleboro, Vermont
Williamstown, Massachusetts
Burlington, Vermont
Johnson, Vermont
Amherst, Massachusetts
Carlsbad, New Mexico
Heber Springs/Greers Ferry Lake, Arkansas
That's just downright scary, frankly. (Although I fail to see how those two Arkansas towns wound up in there. But, yeah. Otherwise - scary.)
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I'm sick of work. I don't know if it's the heat or the mood I was in until about 5:18 today (when it miraculously vanished, giving way to hyper mania and lots of bouncy-type chatter that frightened my mother, just a wee bit) but, suddenly, I can't stand it. I hate every minute of being there. I just want to scream. Not even the utter gayness of the boys is enough to compensate for how much I don't want to be there.
Speaking of which, though, I figured it out. Mike looks rather like Matt Damon. Matt looks like Ben Affleck. Personality-wise, also, there are similarities. And everyone who's anyone knows that Matt and Ben are very, very gay. With each other. "Good friends." Ha. Right. That's what they all say.
Fandom has truly warped my mind.
Still speaking of which, BMW has been particularly slashy lately. So much so that even my mother noticed. She raised an eyebrow, looked at me, and said, "you're right. They are blatantly gay." Well, yeah. They are.
But they're just so damn cute about it... and it - it - it makes me want to giggle.
*tee hee!*
There. Giggle.
Hello, my name is Ivy, and I'm a raving lunatic.
Hello, Ivy.
Where I, apparently, should live:
Milwaukie, Oregon
Astoria, Oregon
Truth or Consequences, New Mexico
Hot Springs/Hot Springs Village, Arkansas
Nantucket, Massachusetts
Salisbury, Maryland
St. Helens, Oregon
Lincoln City, Oregon
Cape Cod, Massachusetts
Andover, Massachusetts
Essex, Connecticut
Northampton, Massachusetts
Newport, Rhode Island
Ashland, Oregon
Newport, Oregon
Middlebury, Vermont
Shelburne Falls, Massachusetts
Brattleboro, Vermont
Williamstown, Massachusetts
Burlington, Vermont
Johnson, Vermont
Amherst, Massachusetts
Carlsbad, New Mexico
Heber Springs/Greers Ferry Lake, Arkansas
That's just downright scary, frankly. (Although I fail to see how those two Arkansas towns wound up in there. But, yeah. Otherwise - scary.)
---
I'm sick of work. I don't know if it's the heat or the mood I was in until about 5:18 today (when it miraculously vanished, giving way to hyper mania and lots of bouncy-type chatter that frightened my mother, just a wee bit) but, suddenly, I can't stand it. I hate every minute of being there. I just want to scream. Not even the utter gayness of the boys is enough to compensate for how much I don't want to be there.
Speaking of which, though, I figured it out. Mike looks rather like Matt Damon. Matt looks like Ben Affleck. Personality-wise, also, there are similarities. And everyone who's anyone knows that Matt and Ben are very, very gay. With each other. "Good friends." Ha. Right. That's what they all say.
Fandom has truly warped my mind.
Still speaking of which, BMW has been particularly slashy lately. So much so that even my mother noticed. She raised an eyebrow, looked at me, and said, "you're right. They are blatantly gay." Well, yeah. They are.
But they're just so damn cute about it... and it - it - it makes me want to giggle.
*tee hee!*
There. Giggle.
Hello, my name is Ivy, and I'm a raving lunatic.
Hello, Ivy.
