So I've "discovered" a new way to come up with Post Ideas when my brain is dead. Random phrase generator. Oh yeah. Set the noun to "average" and you'll get some hot ones.
However, tonight it appears my brain is just too dead. It musta been all that ice skating last night. Er, learning to ice skate. Yeah. I doubt that graceless excuse I was perpetrating on ice really counted as skating, per se. So, yeah, that and all the 3rd step ideation that inspired. I'll hafta write about that later, too....
So, yeah, tonight my brain's just too dead to do much of anything. I know I need to rewatch the/a bad movie to review for tomorrow, but somehow it's just not up for that. Apparently Doctor Who takes less brain power than a bad movie (review). Don't you ever repeat those words back to me. Ever. I will snap people.
Speaking of which, though, I'm trying to get Parker (and me) caught up on season 2 of the new series (of Doctor Who; I keep forgetting that "the new series" would mean little to anyone who isn't cool enough to watch Doctor Who, and also that there are actually people that uncool out there....the poor wretches....). See, I caught the end of the season two finale and just about cried my eyes out. And, see, I'd already read about it all on tardis.wikia.com. I've just about got that page as my homepage, dude. Yeah.
And, yeah, if you DARE call me a Trekkie--EVER--I will break people. Possibly with snapping.
All the same, I can't wait to see Parker cry. It's going to be soooooooooo good :D
If any of you faggots try to ruin it for him/me, I will go break you. With snapping. And worse.
Anyway, so to round it all up, tonight I am lazy. My body is just so dead for some reason. Dude, I'm so lazy I'm even blogging in bed. That's right. I'm using my fancy new wireless keyboard and mouse and hot sexy glasses-vision to type all this from the comfort of my bed. Hell yeah, bitches. Hell yeah.
However, tonight it appears my brain is just too dead. It musta been all that ice skating last night. Er, learning to ice skate. Yeah. I doubt that graceless excuse I was perpetrating on ice really counted as skating, per se. So, yeah, that and all the 3rd step ideation that inspired. I'll hafta write about that later, too....
So, yeah, tonight my brain's just too dead to do much of anything. I know I need to rewatch the/a bad movie to review for tomorrow, but somehow it's just not up for that. Apparently Doctor Who takes less brain power than a bad movie (review). Don't you ever repeat those words back to me. Ever. I will snap people.
Speaking of which, though, I'm trying to get Parker (and me) caught up on season 2 of the new series (of Doctor Who; I keep forgetting that "the new series" would mean little to anyone who isn't cool enough to watch Doctor Who, and also that there are actually people that uncool out there....the poor wretches....). See, I caught the end of the season two finale and just about cried my eyes out. And, see, I'd already read about it all on tardis.wikia.com. I've just about got that page as my homepage, dude. Yeah.
And, yeah, if you DARE call me a Trekkie--EVER--I will break people. Possibly with snapping.
All the same, I can't wait to see Parker cry. It's going to be soooooooooo good :D
If any of you faggots try to ruin it for him/me, I will go break you. With snapping. And worse.
Anyway, so to round it all up, tonight I am lazy. My body is just so dead for some reason. Dude, I'm so lazy I'm even blogging in bed. That's right. I'm using my fancy new wireless keyboard and mouse and hot sexy glasses-vision to type all this from the comfort of my bed. Hell yeah, bitches. Hell yeah.
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