The turnout for trick-or-treaters this year is HUGE. We may actually run out of candy! OMG. From my perch in my bedroom, watching Halloween (OG 1978, y’all), I can see/hear the other housefolk doling out candy to the costumed kidlets. AND MOST OF THESE COSTUMES HAVE ACTUAL THOUGHT PUT INTO THEM. KJASHfcdjhkjvgh! I can hear them hollering and laughing outside the window. Youse guys have no idea how freaking happy this makes me. Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t had a sudden change of heart or anything. I still don’t want or particularly even like kids, but…I just…seeing children actually ENJOY Halloween as I did so very much when I was a child…my bitter, black little heart glows.
I believe the drinking will begin fairly early tonight.
There will be children on my porch and I’m pissed off now because I can’t find my copy of Silent Hill 4. It came with the Playstation 2 I bought from a friend of mine like a bajillion years ago (roughly) but I never got around to playing it ‘cause life happened, or something. Now that life is once again on hold, its time has come. I finished my Silent Hill 2 replay - and I’m always kinda sad when that game ends. I just…I just love it so much! *squeaky voice* *sniffle*
What was I talking about? Oh right, the drinking. And how that will be happening here very soon. Like, within-the-hour soon. And for anyone whinging about the possibility of me greeting trick-or-treaters whilst drunk, sit the fuck down, for I will NOT. Stone-cold sober candy duty falls to one of the others in my house this year, because I did it last year. Leaving me free for the drinking, and watching horror movies, and watching Conan and CraigyFerg, and possibly liveblogging myself playing Silent Hill 4 IF I CAN GODDAMN FIND IT.
That proud moment when your twenty-year-old cousin repeats something back to you that you told her when she was six years old.
"I would never let anyone touch me without my permission. If I said ‘no’ and they kept going, I’d scream, I’d spit in their face, I’d kick them in the shins as hard as I can and run like hell."
When she was a child, I told her that if someone tries to touch her when she doesn’t want to be touched, don’t be afraid to say “stop” or “no”. And if that doesn’t stop the person, then she must do everything she can to draw attention and to escape. I told her to scream at the top of her lungs. I told her to squirm, thrash around, never stop moving. I told her to punch and kick as hard as she can, and aim for vulnerable places like the throat and the shins. Never give in. Never let someone try to force her to do something she doesn’t want to do. I hoped like hell she was listening.
"seriously the level of attraction i feel for him in this role is obscene, yet i ship cheoffrey forever." I don't find Chuck Noblet attractive at ALL, but I support your Cheoffrey shipping. I approve of this. *nodnod*
I think my attraction to Chuck is as simple as the teacher thing, if I had to try to pin it down. I generally just write it off as an extension of my crazy lust for Colbert. Because I have a tendency to veer off into horrendous sap and schmaltz every time I talk about him, I don’t bring it up often…but I have a debilitating thing for that man. But yes, Cheoffrey forever and ever. I love their love. Their sick, mutually and passive-aggressively abusive love. ;p
i'm awake as well, it's past 9 am here. hmmm. i've been recently reading more fiction and i'm looking for more books to read, what would you recommend me? also, if you could make everyone on this planet watch 5 films what would they be?
I’m currently catching up on the Harry Potter series (SO LATE to the party on this one, I know), and I’m only on book Four at the moment. So obviously, like everyone else on Earth, I recommend those. Hm. My favorite book of all time might very well be a fantasy-style book called Tailchaser’s Song by Tad Williams. It’s about cats. I KNOW. But it’s good, I promise! It details the quest of a young tomcat as he searches for his lost companion, which leads him into all sorts of adventures. (That sounds like such a fucking cliche. Ugh. It’s far more imaginative and engrossing than I just made it sound. Williams has created an entire mythology and even a specific language for his cat characters, and though it is somewhat derivative from previous works by T.S. Eliot and J.R.R. Tolkien, that doesn’t seem to take anything away from the story - at least, it didn’t for me.)
As far as five films I’d make people watch? They’re all horror films. No joke. The Silence of the Lambs, Shaun of the Dead, A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984), The Evil Dead II, and Re-Animator. As for why? They’re all perfect examples of their genre. Most are horror-comedy, which is my favorite thing EVER IN LIFE. It was actually VERY difficult for me to narrow that down. American Psycho, Dead Alive (Braindead outside the U.S.), Halloween (1978), The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974), Black Christmas (1974), The Shining…I could go on and on. I push horror - especially horror-comedy - on pretty much everyone I know. It’s kind of my thing. ;)
You said you'd do Conan. What's your biggest and best fantasy involving him?
Fffff…well. The longest-running one is an actual dream I had in which he came into the office I was working in at the time, spun me around in my swively chair to face him, entangled his fingers in my hair and kissed me, then pulled me up out of the chair, threw me against the wall, lifted me up so I could get my legs around his waist, hiked up my skirt, and fucked me senseless against said wall. It all happened so fast, I couldn’t even process exactly how it happened. But such is a dream. And it was the catalyst for my acknowledging my crazy lust for the man. I had previously been in denial about my attraction to him (this was about ten years ago, back when I bothered to deny such things).
So yes. That there is probably my strongest fantasy about one, Mr. Conan O’Brien.
You know, that one CraigyFerg photoset keeps ending up on my dash and then I'm forced to reblog it because I have no self control. Then multiple people reblog it from me, and I have to see it many, many times on my dash. What I'm trying to say is...hatechu for making it.
OMG That last CF gifset you posted IS super creepy even for him! What was that about? I must satisfy my morbid curisoity now.
Haha, it actually becomes a lot creepier than it really is when taken out of context like that. (Which was my intended effect. So who’s creepy…?) He was insinuating that people just expect silly, goofy humor from him, so they don’t see it coming when he whips out the sharp remarks. Which is true, really. And pretty entertaining to watch. :)
Well, I started young, with ye olde Nintendo Entertainment System. Back in those days, gaming consoles were steam-powered and we had to ride our old-timey bikes with the huge front wheels fifteen miles uphill both ways just to GET to an arcade. Ah yes, back when arcades were physical places you could actually go to, to blissfully squander your hard-earned allowance money on coin-operated uprights and greasy pizza long into the night (or at least until your mom came to pick you up)…
talkingtomeself said: I like to pretend your Silent Hill rants are happening in real life. Mucho interesting.
Haha, I do have a habit of talking as though the events in the game are actually happening. Those rants will give you an idea of what it’s like to be in the room with me while I’m playing. If it’s a third-person situation where you see the character you’re controlling, I tend to talk as if I’m tagging along with that character rather than as if I amthat character. Also, playing the Silent Hill games is like playing through horror films, and I yell at the game characters the same way people will yell at movie characters for doing the stupid things they do. Suffice to say, I yell at James a lot.