Time for another round of I LOVE...
May. 15th, 2008 01:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skoosiepantsThis has been a bummer of a week and I need a smile, and I think you all need smiles, too. Some of you might remember how this works when I did this, uh, last year? But! I'm gonna write up a list of things I love, and then you write up a list of things you love in my comments, and we all have this huge fest of love and happiness and it's awesome :)
I, SkoosiePants, LOVE...
* you guys. Some of you have known me for years, and that’s crazy awesome, and some of you are new and it just constantly amazes me that you all want to hang around and know me. All your support overwhelms me at times.
* my zoo, because even though they drive me insane, they are fuzzy bundles of cuteness and can always make me smile: Roxy, who’s a giant asshole brat, but follows me around the house and has to be touching me at all times. Moose, who’s a complete goofy moron, but has the sweetest disposition and will eat almost anything, fruit, veggies, sticks, rocks. Chewie, who is spoiled, spoiled, spoiled, but is the cutest little dog in all of puppet land. Maude, who begs like a dog at dinner and tips over water glasses at 4 in morning to get attention, but answers to Mau-Mau and cuddles in my lap every night for purrs and rubs. Myrtle, who drops things off the windowsill onto my head in the middle of the night, but gets lost in the basement and cries her little pathetic cry until J goes and rescues her from, like, the utility sink or the closet or something. Happy, my little bunny matriarch, who reached the great age of 9 and completely forgot how to use a litter box and has to go to the vet every two months to get her teeth done, but who loves head rubs and nibbles on toes when she wants pets and still knows what time dinner is. And now little Mildred, who we absolutely do not need, but who the vet said is underweight and dehydrated and has a funny gait, and was living in an aquarium and purrs, purrs, purrs whenever you even look at her, and rolls over onto her back for licks from Roxy, the shithead pit bull. Um. The reptiles are okay, but those are J’s thing, not mine.
* writing. I love writing. There is absolutely nothing in the world I love doing as much as writing. I have characters talking to each other in my head 24-7, it never goes away, and I love it.
* finding new music! I have this thing. This thing where I download anything I can get my hands on, and someday this may prove fatal for my beloved laptop (although hopefully not), but I can’t stop downloading new music. I will download anything I vaguely recognize, and I will download any song that has a cool-weird-catchy name or any band that has a cool-weird-catchy name, and those of you who hang around my music journal probably know that. If I like one song by an artist I happen across, I will usually scour the nets for more from that artist, try my best to buy albums, etc, then share them with you. I love sharing music! I love having someone download a mix of mine who has absolutely no clue who any of the artists are, and I love when they love the music anyway.
* riding the train every day. I sit in the same seat and I recognize my fellow passengers, and I get a little upset when my engineer isn’t on duty and, really, riding the train is the most relaxing part of my day. I don’t have to worry about where I’m going or when I’m going to get there. I don’t have to think at all, I can just write in my notebook and listen to my iPod.
* Pirate Booty, who calls me up and leaves long messages on my cell about Brian The Ghost that’s followed her all over the country for years, who forgets to tell me big important things because she always thinks she’s already told me them, who says, “I miss you,” and, “I love you,” to me almost daily, without any reservations.
* J. Because he puts up with me, and I put up with him, and we both know that our, “I hate you,” means the exact opposite, and that we’re both too cool for school. He calls me chum and I call him mean and he buys lizards without telling me and brings home kittens he finds in garages and rounds up lost dogs and I know for a fact he would bawl like a baby if we ever had to give up Roxy.
* Panic, and the fact the Spencer Smith grew up, and that this doesn’t detract at all from his awesomeness. Ryan Ross is a tiny, tiny gentleman who I can never read, Brendon Urie is most likely a tactless dick, and Jon Walker seems like kind of a jerk and I love them all with a burning fiery passion. Also: I love the fact that I can separate the men from the myths, and that I can write these characters that only bear a passing resemblance to the guys they’re based on. I love that I can compartmentalize! Because people who can’t are missing out. Bandom is possibly the greatest place in the world to be. I may be slightly biased.
* my black velour lounge pants, because they’re lounge pants, yet they’re black velour, and no one has called me on the fact that I’m basically wearing pajamas to work one day a week.
* Pens. I put this on my last love list, but hi! Pens! You are awesome and sometimes I name you! I used to work at a police station and I had this super cool pen there named Pony and I even made it a little holster, and mainly this was because I was bored out of my mind at the station all day, but still! PENS YOU OWN ME WITH YOUR INKY GOODNESS.
* bitter black coffee. The devil created you, and then heaven stole you for their very own. Mmmmmmmm, coffee.
I'm outta time, but there! There, I’ve shared some, and now you should share some, because the purpose of the love list is to spread love, and doing this always makes me BEAM. Tell me what you love, do it, do it :)
I, SkoosiePants, LOVE...
* you guys. Some of you have known me for years, and that’s crazy awesome, and some of you are new and it just constantly amazes me that you all want to hang around and know me. All your support overwhelms me at times.
* my zoo, because even though they drive me insane, they are fuzzy bundles of cuteness and can always make me smile: Roxy, who’s a giant asshole brat, but follows me around the house and has to be touching me at all times. Moose, who’s a complete goofy moron, but has the sweetest disposition and will eat almost anything, fruit, veggies, sticks, rocks. Chewie, who is spoiled, spoiled, spoiled, but is the cutest little dog in all of puppet land. Maude, who begs like a dog at dinner and tips over water glasses at 4 in morning to get attention, but answers to Mau-Mau and cuddles in my lap every night for purrs and rubs. Myrtle, who drops things off the windowsill onto my head in the middle of the night, but gets lost in the basement and cries her little pathetic cry until J goes and rescues her from, like, the utility sink or the closet or something. Happy, my little bunny matriarch, who reached the great age of 9 and completely forgot how to use a litter box and has to go to the vet every two months to get her teeth done, but who loves head rubs and nibbles on toes when she wants pets and still knows what time dinner is. And now little Mildred, who we absolutely do not need, but who the vet said is underweight and dehydrated and has a funny gait, and was living in an aquarium and purrs, purrs, purrs whenever you even look at her, and rolls over onto her back for licks from Roxy, the shithead pit bull. Um. The reptiles are okay, but those are J’s thing, not mine.
* writing. I love writing. There is absolutely nothing in the world I love doing as much as writing. I have characters talking to each other in my head 24-7, it never goes away, and I love it.
* finding new music! I have this thing. This thing where I download anything I can get my hands on, and someday this may prove fatal for my beloved laptop (although hopefully not), but I can’t stop downloading new music. I will download anything I vaguely recognize, and I will download any song that has a cool-weird-catchy name or any band that has a cool-weird-catchy name, and those of you who hang around my music journal probably know that. If I like one song by an artist I happen across, I will usually scour the nets for more from that artist, try my best to buy albums, etc, then share them with you. I love sharing music! I love having someone download a mix of mine who has absolutely no clue who any of the artists are, and I love when they love the music anyway.
* riding the train every day. I sit in the same seat and I recognize my fellow passengers, and I get a little upset when my engineer isn’t on duty and, really, riding the train is the most relaxing part of my day. I don’t have to worry about where I’m going or when I’m going to get there. I don’t have to think at all, I can just write in my notebook and listen to my iPod.
* Pirate Booty, who calls me up and leaves long messages on my cell about Brian The Ghost that’s followed her all over the country for years, who forgets to tell me big important things because she always thinks she’s already told me them, who says, “I miss you,” and, “I love you,” to me almost daily, without any reservations.
* J. Because he puts up with me, and I put up with him, and we both know that our, “I hate you,” means the exact opposite, and that we’re both too cool for school. He calls me chum and I call him mean and he buys lizards without telling me and brings home kittens he finds in garages and rounds up lost dogs and I know for a fact he would bawl like a baby if we ever had to give up Roxy.
* Panic, and the fact the Spencer Smith grew up, and that this doesn’t detract at all from his awesomeness. Ryan Ross is a tiny, tiny gentleman who I can never read, Brendon Urie is most likely a tactless dick, and Jon Walker seems like kind of a jerk and I love them all with a burning fiery passion. Also: I love the fact that I can separate the men from the myths, and that I can write these characters that only bear a passing resemblance to the guys they’re based on. I love that I can compartmentalize! Because people who can’t are missing out. Bandom is possibly the greatest place in the world to be. I may be slightly biased.
* my black velour lounge pants, because they’re lounge pants, yet they’re black velour, and no one has called me on the fact that I’m basically wearing pajamas to work one day a week.
* Pens. I put this on my last love list, but hi! Pens! You are awesome and sometimes I name you! I used to work at a police station and I had this super cool pen there named Pony and I even made it a little holster, and mainly this was because I was bored out of my mind at the station all day, but still! PENS YOU OWN ME WITH YOUR INKY GOODNESS.
* bitter black coffee. The devil created you, and then heaven stole you for their very own. Mmmmmmmm, coffee.
I'm outta time, but there! There, I’ve shared some, and now you should share some, because the purpose of the love list is to spread love, and doing this always makes me BEAM. Tell me what you love, do it, do it :)
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Date: 2008-05-16 01:25 am (UTC)i love:
- new, epic fic that i can settle down with a cup of hot tea and my frank iero skeleton gloves to read (because i'm a dork. i have rituals) and love.
- sleeping in the same bed with my little sister; she's six years old and very grumpy at the moment, (six going on sixteen), and there's such a huge age gap between us that it gets hard to get on sometimes, but at night she snuggles up close and has a weird sixth sense for when i'm having bad dreams.
- listening to cds in the car
- j.d. salinger
- long, hot showers, especially when no one else is in the house so i can sing as loudly as i like. hell yes, i am one of those people.
- thinking about this august; because i get to see panic at the mothertruckin' disco (twice), and also to have my first fandom meet up, and i am so, so excited about meeting people like
- crappy music! i think i have reasonably okay taste in music, but sometimes i just want to headbang along to some bad pop.
- getting parcels/letters in the mail, and sending them too. my post office thinks i'm mildly crazy.
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- posts like this! excuse me while i now go browse everyone else's comments.
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Date: 2008-05-16 02:41 am (UTC)-The fact that I just found out you wrote a Ryan of Green Gables fic from that first comment up there, cause how have I not read that? HOW!?
-Bandom. Cause it took me long enough, but now that I'm here I wouldn't have it any other way. SO MUCH GOOD STUFF.
-listening to music loud enough to drown out my own voice.
-sunshine!
-my cat. She is both precious and retarded.
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Date: 2008-05-16 03:02 am (UTC)L.J. Smith novels - They're very dated 90s supernatural romance books for teens but I love everything about them. The girls are always independent and smart and manage to redeem their bad boy love interests in the end. These books are probably the reason I'm so into the Anita Blake series these sound like something I would highly enjoy!
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Date: 2008-05-16 03:04 am (UTC)-Hedley, seriously, if you've never heard this band, download some of their stuff, I'd recommend stuff, but I love it all, especially 'For The Nights I Can't Remember' and this one song they sing about high school and being cavalier about how they used to be? Seriously, any song with the word CAVALIER in it wins my vote.
-Speaking of, I love songs that use ridiculously verbose words, like happenstance, which is in the Sloan song 'The Other Man', it's pretty amazing.
-I love the song Nowhere With You by the Joel Plaskett Emergency, mostly because I'm in a musical mood.
-I love the fact that I get paid to hang out with 16 kids who I adore, pushing them on swings and drawing pictures with them and cuddling them when they skin their knees. Also, the fact that most of my co-workers are amazing, and we're currently in the process of cracking open this mint condition version of the Backstreet Boys Board Game (!!!) that one of them had stashed away, and converting it into a drinking came.
-I love picking a new favourite colour every day.
-I love Supernatural, and the season finale is on in an hour.
-I love my dog, his name is Elmo, and he's been my best friend since I was 12, which was 13 years ago. He's old and a bit crippled and kind of grumpy and smelly but I love him.
-I love my nephew, Aiden, who is 11 months old and the most ridiculously adorable kid ever.
-I love that my whole life revolves around various children, when I don't actually like children at all.
-I love that Ryan Ross is my Hero because he's so not hero material but I think that's pretty fabulous.
-I love squeegies
-I love the way four year olds tell me I'm the best artist they know, because I can draw t-rexes and dragons and mermaids. Not well, but, you know.
-I love that I'm optimistic and that I feel like everything bad sort of has to fade away each night, so each time you fight with someone, you should get to have a clean slate the next day.
-I love my Thumbs Up From Spencer and Jon icon.
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Date: 2008-05-16 03:05 am (UTC)that i have a better idea of what i want to do in life. even if i don't really have a plan yet, i like having a goal to work toward. i like your attitude *hearts*
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Date: 2008-05-16 03:09 am (UTC)Re: I love
Date: 2008-05-16 03:11 am (UTC)Bandom takes over entire LIVES.
precious and retarded cats are the best sort of cats to have!