I'd be more upset, but it's going to get taken care of, and oh my god why so cute you two why so freaking cute aaaa.

EDIT: Also things I've learned this weekend, apropos of nothing: the way to get a usually fairly reticent boyband to go kind of nuts is to apparently remove their baby member and place him in a situation of DANGER!!!! vagina. It provokes stalking behavior, impromptu screaming, unasked for declarations of "he's pretty I'd go out with him" and is guaranteed to send at least one member into a crazed spiral of "I AM MOMMY HERE, DO WHAT MOMMY SAYS."*

*I'm talking about a specific band in all cases except this last one, because this "I am Mommy do as I say" shit happens in every single band I follow EXCEPT THE FEMALE ONE. There's something both charming and hilarious about well muscled twenty something dudes referring to themselves as "Mama."

Backstory: The other week on one of the Korean music awards shows, Music Bank, pretty much everything that could go wrong dangerously went wrong, and pretty definitely at the fault of Music Bank. There was water on the stage during performances. People fell, one guy needed stitches in his leg during rehearsals, and, haha I don't even know how to explain this, at the end of the performances a massive, massive wall of lights and rigging detached itself from the wall and started to crash down on the walkway the performers were using to exit the stage.

Two of the members of "my" band were under it; instead of running away like the Music Bank employees were, they caught it and held it up. Eventually they were joined by others. In the middle of this, one of the members of this little tiny totally underage boyband, SHINee, who'd already hurt his leg performing (HAHA REMEMBER THE WATER LEFT ALL OVER THE STAGE?) and who was really close to the firezone, passed out. These kids don't sleep much, and they're worked half to death and he was almost crushed, it's not surprising that it happened. He's only nineteen.

A reporter from the network that owns Music Bank asked him today (yesterday) if this happened because he's a coward or a "sissy".

Why do people suck so much.

( lol bird anatomy )

Happy Friday, y'all!

( Rama, Spider, Kuin, Cricket. )

I'm back! Had a blast, am so, so tired due to staying up until three AM watching horror movies, and about to see about wrangling up another pot of the amazing chicken corn chowder a friend shared the recipe for. ♥ I love the beach.

Disappearing to the beach this evening until late Saturday! Taking along Haelee, who has never been the sea (and is now doomed to die or something, according to the Rules of Van Helsing) and Jaejuk, who is not allowed out of Haelee's sight anyway. That should be an adventure.

"WHY IS HENRY THE MOST PHOTOGENIC JUMPER

LIKE, WAS THAT PART OF HIS TRAINING

"JUST IN CASE SOMEONE PHOTOGRAPHS YOU WHILE YOU'RE LEAPING, WHAT DO YOU DO?" ".....\:D/"

"We're concerned about your heteronormative appeal so in this drama we're going to have you reluctantly kiss a woman, then run away in apparent horror, then reappear dressed in drag complete with long wig and heels, whereupon you'll cry about your mom. Afterwards, please feel free to inform the audience that you've burned all film pertaining to the kissing scene. That'll do it."

"I want to know what else makes him feel like he's "turning into a woman." Because I'm betting the list is things like shoelaces, having to wait in a queue for any amount of time, and whenever it rains."

Um, regarding incessant discussions going on at current: The only thing I don't at all think you should warn for is slash/homosexuality/so on. That's a little wrong, IMO. Otherwise, man, say something, huh?

Iiiii passed my Western Civ class! I think this is because I panicked on the final and, when asked to talk about feudalism in Europe, babbled on a whole lot about the Shogunate and the samurai classes in comparison. Apparently when stressed, I become unable to stop talking about East Asia. This possibly explains the contents of my journal over the last few months.

The free Lush samples I got are amazing, my hair smells and looks amazing, my whole body is pleasantly spicy, I want to live in a jar of their Karma soap, the end.

Last day of class was today! I... have no idea how it went, really, because I did awesomely on everything that wasn't a test, including the final. Ugh. I realize more and more what a visual learner I am. Show me a picture or a movie of something you want me to memorize, I'm good to go. But just talking at me... Not so effective.

Also, you guys, I don't walk out of movies in the theater, ever. I really love the movie going experience in general and even if the movie's stupid, I'm usually still entertained. But, uh. Drag Me To Hell was so fucking bad, we left in the middle. Seriously. Around the third or fourth time the main character had some kind of putrid bodily fluid forcefully vomited into her mouth I was pretty much done. I don't know if the filmmakers of the world are aware (probably not, considering the continued existence of the Saw franchise) but gross out shit is not scary. It's just gross. I don't really care what your previous movie making credentials are -- if that's all you've got, you maybe want to get back into the idea room and think a little harder. Christ.

Help I need to eat something other than key lime pie. :(

( La la la. )That's all for now THIS IS A LOT OF PICTURES.

Fair warning: the idea of picspamming y'all with Adorable Korean Boyband was indeed put in my head a few days ago, and I'm not above it by any means, here. If only so I can cruise back through pictures and giggle. It's sort of what I do.

I am going to recreate that amazing cocktail I had the other night if it's the last thing I do. IT MAY WELL BE, IF I AM ALLOWED TO CONTROL MY OWN DOSAGE OF SAID AMAZING COCKTAIL. I know what I need! Peach schnapps, amaeretto (I think) pineapple juice and cranberry juice and... there might've been one more thing but I forget. This whole "acidic fruit juice plus booze" thing seems to be my ticket to actually enjoying or being able to imbibe the devil's drink at all, because normally I'll eat, like, a piece of rum cake and start whining about how it's fizzy waaah. (Unless it's miome's rum cake. Which we just ended up called boozecake, because that stuff, it was soaked. And delicious.)

Also, what Anonymous is up to, via chaobell.

If you're participating in DDoS attacks against their governmental servers, keep in mind that you may be slowing or stopping internet access for the people who are still trying to reach out of the mire. Personally, I'd say that if you or someone you know has the knowledge and capabilities for hardcore system breaking, now is probably the time for it.

Said this to a friend just now:

Either way, though, whether these various things and items work or not, I love, love that it's the internet, the nationless, messy, argumentative, cruel, stupid internet that's spearheading all this, that's reaching out to the other side over there, fingers almost touching and still saying, reach further, we're here. Even if nobody else is, we're here. We're watching. We're trying.

Keep trying, you guys. I love you.

graymary

( yaaaay. )

You guys, they don't lie about crockpots. I mean, I never thought they lied, per se, but I sort of thought people were exaggerating this whole "drop some meat in it with some stuff, leave it alone, AMAZING FOOD COMES OUT" thing. BUT NO. My pork experiment has turned itself MAGICALLY into delicious BBQ pulled pork. I want to never stop stuffing pig products into it now.

My hardass professor declared it too hot in the building today, also, and let us all go home early. She's kind of awesome, if scary.

Also recently, I've been trying to rewatch Queer as Folk US, which I watched religiously with my parents (it was their idea!) back in the day. And you guys, all the characters are driving me crazy. All of them! They didn't used to! Am I just more sensitive now, or more observant, or what? I hate everybody except Emmett and Lindsay and Brian sometimes. And Justin's mom. Now I'm afraid to rewatch Buffy. :(

EDIT: IT'S BECAUSE HE'S SHINDONG, GOD OF SEX. WOULDN'T THAT BE OBVIOUS JUST BY LOOKING AT HIM?

So I just put two pounds of pork loin in my crock pot with BBQ sauce and some onions and I am hoping for the best. WILL PULLED PORK EMERGE FROM THIS EXPERIMENT? Let's hope.

It turns out there's a Lush at our mall here. An actual Lush. Some of you are getting awesome birthday gifts when I've got money again.

*Seriously, his tiny high pitched howl of miserable frustration at about 1:55 in. MY HEART.

Today I got a pair of totally adorable red pumps with four inch heels and they are so cute I want to eat them.

In closing, pictures taken of young celebrities asleep on airplanes wherein clearly the fangirl photographer is standing/sitting not more than three feet away are not adorable and do not elicit an "awww they're so cute attempting to catch sleep the only way they can!!!" from me. They make me concerned for said celebrity's safety.

EDIT: Also, niav, if you haven't watched SNSD's horror show thing, you need to, because Jessica basically goes berserk homicidal dolphin noises with terror at one point, and it is hilarious and adorable.

( He probably wears his sunglasses at night, too. )