Meme Central

I need to finish unpacking. I have to clean. I have about a million files on my desktop that need sorting.

So of course, I went meme crazy.

First, a couple stolen from madandy:

Give me the title and summary or maybe even a brief synopsis - of the fanfic you would write about me if you were going to write RPF. Feel free to use real people, places, and things that you have seen in my journal, or go totally wild and implausible. Cross me over with fictional characters or celebrities I've never met or hell, even a MarySue or two. It doesn't matter. Just RPF me, baby!

(I'm working on yours, really)

One little compliment can make you feel amazing. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. And once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and this will remind that you're not so bad in other people's eyes after all.


And one from digging back through my LJ:

I don't want to be here! So, send me somewhere. In a comment to this post, describe (not just name, give me an actual description please) somewhere you think I might like to be sent to - whether real place, fictional place, landscape, city, bar, event, planet, anywhere at all. I shall then reply and tell you what I'm doing in the place you've sent me to, and what I think of it.

And since I live somewhere new now:

1) Choose things in my room or house that you would like to see. You can be as specific as you like.
2) I will photograph them and upload them in a new post.

And then ( a couple music library memes )

I want to have Marty Casey's scary-eyed gangly pale little weirdo babies

Ohhhhhh Marty. Marty Marty Marty.

*dies*

Aaaaah the crazy eyes in person are deadly. DEADLY.

I...that man's energy. HOLY CRAP. He's like if someone took a lemur and cross-bred it with a daddy longlegs and then gave it a gallon of coffee laced with speed. He did NOT stand still.

Mmm I got a hug when he came in the audience. And a smooch on the cheek. And then I smelled like Marty BO all night. But eh.

He did "Ring of Fire" (two seconds after my battery died so I couldn't record it :( ) and I had 300 spontaneous orgasms and died. Oh GOOOOOOD it was good.

That was well fucking worth $10. Hooooooly crap.

Pictures later when I feel like getting them off the camera.