I was already on a high from seeing Benzaie's fanart last night, but then Mr. Sage went and read my fic (the vid's appearance made me literally fall to the ground with hysterical laughter) on the very day I ran into my ex-best-friend at an event. (Readers of my LJ will know all about the ex-friend, suffice to say I avoided her gaze, avoided her in general, and after she shouted that she was sorry I left and cried in the car.)
I needed cheering up severely, and was going to watch Linkara's new video when I checked the comm and saw the update. And promptly fell off the couch sporfling madly.

And now I'm internet-infamous. This is HYSTERICAL.

I love how he did all the voices (albeit very strangely and ocassinaly in an annoyingly tone, and I really wish he'd been able to rope everyone into reading their 'parts' but that's ok.)

I think last night, seeing Benzaie's fanart, I moved on from 'terror' to 'this is hysterical' on the Internet Fandom Scale of 'OMG the PTB Found Us.'

If he's annoyed that I left him out of the fic (what, the way things were going I'd have paired him up with Paw or someone! He's annoyed that I killed him, he's annoyed that I didn't pair him up, you just can't please this man!) I'm annoyed that he didn't comment much on the fic itself! So few of his usual funny white captions! *wibbles* It's awesome that he read my fic, but STILL ... no snark? Really? Am I not worth snark? Was it the good spelling and proper grammar that threw you off, Mr. Sage? *sighs*


( DIET SEXY )

P.P.S. MY IMMORTAL? (freya, he's stealing your shtick!) I'd be insulted that he's following-up my fanfic with that hellish THING, but I'm too happy to get angry!

I should probably be a little more careful about what I say on this blog, apparently the LAPD and Captain Hammer Benzaie is a reader. He saw my post, about how I had a dream about him, signing his autograph on my notebook ... Benzaie left a comment on my dA:


Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ... I laughed for a good five minutes. I'm not even embarrassed because it's so funny, and he said that I have imagination!
*blushes and beams all night long*

(Edit: OH MY GOD FOLLOW THE LINKS IN ROBYN'S COMMENT BELOW OH MY GOD! *SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*)

I had a dream about Benzaie this morning. It was really nice. I was with some of my friends at this park, and I saw Benzaie at one of those outdoor pavilion things and started squeeing and working up the nerve to go over and talk to him. Then he came over to our group and autographed a page from my notebook. (SQUEE.)

I know I'm behind on reading and leaving comments on many fics, and I'm late in replying to your lovely comments. I will get to that, I swear, and my 100th fic too, but I'm so incredibly busy writing a script, essay, taking long road trips, and loads of other stuff that I probably won't catch up on most of that until sometime next week. I'm very sorry. On the upside I've been having a great couple of days and I'm going to be hanging out with loads of other geeks this weekend, so that's good!

The Bible. There is some SERIOUSLY messed-up stuff in that book, and it's generated so much controversy over the years. So much sex and violence and inflamatory subjects!

(Personally I don't think that any books should be banned from schools. Banning a book only increases interest in it. A better strategy for keeping most high-school kids from reading a book would be to make it required reading.)

For some reason I woke up waaaaaaay early in the morning (from a dream) couldn't get to sleep, thought 'well, I might as well take that shower NOW rather than LATER,' took the shower, and staggered back to bed. Then I woke up a couple of minutes before my alarm, felt that it was a crime against nature to NOT stay in bed all day, remembered all of my obligations, and heaved myself out of bed.
Ooooooooog ... I really hope that today's not going to be terrible, but studies show ... *kerslump*
How in the name of all that is holy am I going to survive today?



Edit (That night): I don't know how I did it, but through a combination of orange juice, yoga, well-placed kerslump-time, cookies, and an unexpected adrenaline high, I made it through the day. I actually had a REALLY good day. I should try messing up my sleeping schedule more frequently ...
This week (and weekend) are going to be PACKED. I'm sorry, I really am working on fandom stuff here and there (I keep getting really weird ideas for various fanmixes) especially my 100th fic, but DEAR LORD, I'm compiling and writing a scrip with three other people (which we're all doing during lunches) I've got an essay to write, two trips to a the same distant city within the next couple of days, and somewhere in there I've got to work on my ghost story too. Oh, and for some inexplicable reason I'm re-reading my Death Note books. WTF, brain?
Thank you and goodnight. *KERSLUMP*
(I can't even summon the energy to watch Heroes, that's how exhausted and busy I am! This is probably my last free afternoon for a week, so unless I haul ass tomorrow and squeeze in the episode in the evening, I won't make the meta-deadline. Dangit ...)

You know, I think I remember my father's ex-boyfriend playing 'Doom' a long long time ago ... hrrrm ...

Hurrary, 90's Kid! *cheers* I don't know why I like him, he should annoy me, much of the 'EXTREME!!!' stuff in the 90's annoyed me.

Linkara's stuck in the wall! *scrambles to save him*

"Guns are for wusses!" ... *cue sad face*
No! Linkara, don't cry! Guns are sexy! You make them sexy! DON'T CRY FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY! *wibbles* (I wanted to hug him so bad when he broke down ... not in a 'OMG Linkara! *glomp*' kind of way, in a 'auuuuuuw, woobie!' kind of way.)

The cameos. Oh dear lord, the CAMEOS. *sporfleDIEZ* *sporfleDIEZ* *sporfleDIEZ* BEARY! And Bennet failing at his gun and running off with what is either a knife or a wooden stake! Baahahahaha! The mug ... the mug that was a gun ...

"Oh, don't even get me started! I'm walking down to my mailbox one day and all of the sudden a portal to Hell opens and suddenly I'm fighting tons of monsters! I hate Thursdays."
*gulps* Uh, do you think he saw http://freya-sacksen.livejournal.com/16112.html by any chance? Or was he just making a cute Buffy and/or Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy joke? You make the call!

I love it when he's geeking out of how this comic can be read as a parody and would make a great movie with Bruce Campbell.

"THIS is how you use a BFG!"
Ahahahaha! Then he shoots out the camera! Awesomesauce!

Oh noes! Terminator!Linkara (Mechara? Mechinkara? Doesn't he have a fanon name?) is getting more ominous by the episode! I really wigged out when I thought he was going to steal Linkara's gun!
I'm so nervous. (Then again, maybe this showdown will result in Linkara getting chained up ... a girl can dream, right?) WHY DON'T YOU NOTICE A TERMINATOR LIVING IN YOUR HOUSE, LINKARA?! P.S. PLEASE DON'T DIE!

Shadowboxing (great episode title, not-so-great episode.)

Poll #1482665
This poll is closed.
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 8

What should I write for my 100th fanfic?

Title: TVTropes Will Ruin Your Life

Rating: PG-13-ish. Nothing explicit but

Word Count: 1,945 (aprox.)

Pairings, Characters: Insano/Linkara (what else is new?), and a cameo by the Nurse.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, Dr. Insano can be found here and Linkara can be found here and both of them contribute to this lovely website, and if you didn’t know all of that before, you’ll be very confuzzled by this fic.

Warnings: Random and slash fangirl! Troperiffic links! My tease of a writing style!

A/N: I combined

emeriin ’s prompt of some kind of cliché fic (I settled on ‘Fuck or Die/Aliens SCIENCE Made Us Do It’) and pyrocrastinator ’s prompt of Insano discovering the Evil Overlord List at tvtropes.org when I asked her what fic she wanted me to write for her birthday, which is sometime in early November.

 

Wherever you are, pyro, I hope you get to read this. We miss you! *hugs*

 

(P.S. I’ve never done this linking-within-fic thing, so if anyone spots any errors please tell me!) get to see this. We miss you! *hugs* en I asked her what fic she wanted me to write for her b

( In which I try something new and different ... )

I was just browsing tvtropes (as you do), namely, the 'Pet the Dog' page, and I found this interesting little quote:

In Mystery Science Theater 3000, Dr. Forrester invents Nummymuffin Cocobutter, the most sickeningly cute pet imaginable which he will use to distract the rest of the world and take it over. He eventually gets sucked into his own evil plan and ends up just fussing over Nummymuffin along with Frank.

Holy Mother of God and all her crazy nephews, THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT DR. INSANO IS GOING TO DO WITH HIS SON!!!

(Bear in mind that I've never seen an episode of MST3K - though I do plan on doing so very, very soon - but seriously, THAT CAN'T BE A COINCIDENCE!)

I'm getting an acute sense of deja vu here. Last year it was Prop 8 (hence my icon) now it's Prop 1, in my old home state no less. I grew up in Maine. I know portions of it like the back of my hand. I used to spend summers in Aroostook County with my grandmother.
And Maine voters just shot down a law signed by the govenor that would have allowed same-sex marriage, (strangely enough, they legalized medicinal marijuana. You'd think THAT would have gotten more hype ...)
I've seen the adds. My mother got a lot of stuff in the mail and even calls that she told me about. Apparently last night she called the 'Yes on 1' headquarters after receiving so many calls urging her to vote yes. My mother (who MARRIED a gay man who came out of the closet when I was two-years old, and has a pretty good reason to hate gays and advocate for 'Yes on 1') raised me to be tolerant, let me see my father on a regular basis, and called up Yes on 1 to chastise them for 'preserving marriage' by fighting to keep people from being married. She asked them why they weren't combating the divorce rate in this country (which, incidentally enough, is lowest in Mass., the first state to LEGALIZE gay marriage, suck on THAT, homophobes!) and asked what the HELL they were so afraid of. After hanging up, she got angry that she hadn't acted out SOONER.
I have never been prouder of my mother.

I was nervous about 'Yes on 1.' I knew it was going to be close, thought the worst, and hoped for the best.
Once again, hatred and fearmongering won out. By a small margin, but it won out.

Fuck you, 'Yes on 1.' You didn't 'preserve' anything but hatred and bigotry. 'Traditional' marriage hasn't existed for more than a century, so shut the HELL up and stay OUT of people's lives and bedrooms!
What's that? You were worried that gay marriage would be 'taught' in schools to your pure, innocent children? News flash, bastards, teaching TOLERANCE shouldn't be illegal! (P.S. When were YOU 'taught' straight marriage? I must have missed that class, because I grew up with at least half of my classmates having divorced parents and never had a second thought about it.)
I'd have walked over FIRE as a child to have a teacher say one day: "Ok, kids, there are all kinds of families. Some of you have one parent. Some of you have two parents. Some of you are adopted. Some of you live with your grandparents. Some of you have interracial parents. Some of you have two daddies. Some of you have two mommies. There are all kinds of different families, and each one is special!"
What the FUCK is wrong with that?! PLEASE TELL ME! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHY ARE YOU AFRAID?! GROW THE HELL UP AND STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FATHER AND HIS BOYFRIEND!

This isn't the end. Oh, the 'Yes on 1' people only WISH it was the end ...

Little close for ya, huh, you sons of pimps? Well, I've got news for YOU, nobody's going to take this lying down! WE SHALL OVERCOME! And once gay marriage is legalized in Maine, we won't stop there, oh no, we're going to legalize it ALL OVER THE USA. Then gays can get married ANYWHERE.
Scared, are you? How come? The number of HUMAN BEINGS getting MARRIED is going to SKYROCKET. Millions of children will grow up with TWO parents.
Wasn't that what you were fighting for in the first place?
Hypocrites.


*leaves to go cry a bit, call my father, and write smutty slash fiction in protest*

Linkara DANCED ... it was so cute. And then he said "Yeah, I'm a Bee Gees fan, deal with it!" And I sighed and swooned and all was good.
(Is it silly of me to think that this was a shout-out to my disappointment over him NOT disco dancing to Saturday Night Fever a couple videos ago?)

The party was AWESOME! I had so much fun dancing and eating and laughing and meeting new people! *staggers around today* I'll work on my fics today ... promise.

In other news, new Spoony and Linkara vids!

Spoony's Vid:

( Spoilers for Spoony's Halloween vid and Linkara's Silent Hill Alt Endings )

SQUEE! This is my favorite holiday!
I'm currently getting dressed for the party. I fail at makeup, so I kept it simple: lipstick, mascara (so now my eyelashes are like, a foot long, HEE HEE HEE!) and this vague white makeup all over my face and neck. Eyeshadow is vague and silly looking. I also fail at nailpolish-fu and can't find my damn nailpolish remover so my finger-ends look STUPID.
Whatever. I look hot, with my red tights, high heels, short skirt, and plunging neckline. I can't wait for dancing! Woohoo!

Tomorrow, if I have the energy, I'll try working on some fic. Really.

Happy Halloween everyone!

WE HAVE A COMMUNITY NOW! tgwtg_fic
*incoherent joy*


Also, I had a really good day and even managed to work on some fic! *dances all night long*

Hurray! An extended theme song! (I like the previous version better for quality, but I do like this extended version and it's been stuck in my head all day and I keep singing bits of it as I walk down hallways.) Insano and Harvey Finevoice are now in the credits! HURRAY!

"Enjoy more of the futon."
Oh I will, Linkara, I will ... *daydreams in widescreen now*

So ... much ... SINGING! (For a wild, wonderful minute I thought he was gonna start belting out a song from Repo! The Genetic Opera, but alas, he did not.) *swoons*

"There's a place for us ..."
*melts* *reforms* Please do a Broadway medley episode someday, Linkara. *melts again*

"Ah, good, now we'll find out which one of them murdered the rich host of the party."
Eeeeeheheheheheeee!

"Maybe I should hit you with my Clue-Stick!"
Bahahahahahhahaa! (It's like Claude's Teaching Stick!)

"I love alliteration."
And I love you ... *coughs* Ahem, moving on ...

"Maybe clones are tax deductable or something."
Now there's an idea ... hrrrrm ... I wonder if Insano's having tax issues in these tough economic times ...

And then gets angry and goes crazy! (As opposed to Jayne, who goes crazy and then falls asleep.) Lots of funny stuff happens, including a camera pointed at a camera, Linkara's cute hat-hair, "I am a WALRUS! Coo-Coo-Ca-choo!" and the fact that Insano seems to have left his goggles at Linkara's house ...
... wait, what?!




(P.S. AVRIL LAVIGNE?! Whoa ... you've got balls, man.)

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And then ... with the ... OH MY GOD!!! (Pun not intended.)

It was all ... and he ... and SHE ... and ... ARRRRRRRRRRRGH!

That was an AMAZING book. I highly reccomend it to those of you who are Mythology nuts like myself, but keep in mind that it's pretty laden with profanities and has a scene were a woman's ... where a woman ... eats a man with her ...
(Yeah, I'm not sleeping tonight.)
Anyways, it's a FANTASTIC book, but be prepared to be squicked, mindscrewed, and taken for the ride of your life. (It took me WAY TOO LONG to read, and now it's overdue at the library. Dangit.)

I LOVE the ending. Hell, the entire third part knocked my socks off. (And I read from Shadow getting found out in the town to the very end of the book today. My eyes ... everything far away is blurry! *headdesks*)
(Except for that bit about the town, and the trucks, and the lake, because that is going to give me MAJOR nightmares if I'm not careful. *hides under the bed*)

But that last bit, the last scene ... *smiles*

(Expect comments to be spoiler-ridden.)