It’s been a quiet New Years Eve so far. Mom and I have been sitting on the sofa together since three o’clock watching Sound of Music. She figured it would be good for my musical education. And truth be told, it’s not half-bad. A bit long maybe.
Right now I’m trying to get hold of Sofia, so I’ll know when I should head downtown and meet her so we can go together to Ellen’s place. (It’ll be the first time since I arrived home that I’ll be forced to possibly deal with people who are much more inebriated than me – read pissed as hell – and I’ve never been very good at that. It’ll be interesting.)
Until 2010, I’d like to wish the few readers of my blog a
Happy New Year
. May the next one greatly exceed the past one.
Though, I still haven’t figured out what to wear.
For the first time in long while I’m not looking forward to New Years because I’m eager to see the past shitty year gone. It hasn’t been that shitty you see. I got a nice feeling inside as I came to this marvelous revelation. This year I’ve taken my first stepts toward the horror we all know and love; Adulthood. I ain’t gonna be modest, I got a lot of shit done.
- I’ve had a full time job. I worked as a temp kindergarten teacher, made my own money and learned alot. I don’t exactly miss it, but it was fun. A good time of my life.
- I had one of the best summers in a few years. I did alot of things I’d been wanting to do for a long time, and I did it with all of my best friends around me. I was high on love through out all of June and July.
- I made the most important journey of my life so far. I went to Taizé, France. And I stayed. For awhile. I made peace with my faith. I had planned to stay for ten months originally, but I made the decision to go home earlier. Which was nice…
- Because on the 5th of December the apple of my eye, the keeper of my heart, the littlest but most lethal ninja of them all came in to this world. My niece Isabella was born.
So this New years eve, I’m gonna spend with good friends, being thankful for all the blessings I’ve recieved. What are you thankful for?
I’m surrounded by bad fanfiction.
I need recs, people. And I need ’em fast.
I just want a simply story. A simple M/M slash fic, any genre besides crack! and non-cons very welcomed, as long as you strip away all the MarySue’s, all the typo’s, all the shitty paragraphing and – most importantly – all the horrible, horrible euphemisms for the word ‘penis’.
Is it too much to ask for?
It began with Iron Man (2008) and The Incredible Hulk (2008).
It continues with Iron Man II (2010), The Avengers (2012) and Iron Man III (sometime in the hopfully-not-too-distant future).
Nerds shouldn’t have to wait this long for something this good.
Or something this good looking.
The only thing better than “Sheldon” from the Big Bang Theory is “Sheldon” in combination with his mom. See here.
Also, Robert Downey jr. is – despite his history of drug abuse and general badassery – a very attractive specimen of the male race. See here, Kplzthnx. (Iron Man (2008) HD trailer. I’m a absolute SUCKER for Marvel Movies.)
(And stuff like “Transformers” too.)
It is now 01:59 p.m. I’m awake. ‘Tis strange.
Merry Christmas everyone! In Sweden I should have posted this yesterday since we celebrate on christmas eve instead of christmas day. (It’s very strange. I’m not really sure why. We -well, me anyway – are very aware that Jesus was born on christmas day. But hey, traditions and all that.) But since I have friends in the states (how cool is that by the way?) I get away with posting this on The Day instead of The Eve.
Yesterday was very nice. It started of horribly, but it turned out really nice. I only slept 5 hours between the 23d and the 24th and woke up in a godawful mood, which just got worse as the day wore on. I snapped out of it in time for everyone to arive though. Smart move, eh? I then got to spend hours upon hours with my niece (scroll down for pic) and the rest of the family. Loads of food, good TV and a nice, modest pile of gifts for everyone. All in all – A Very Nice Christmas.
For the first time in several years though, I didn’t go to the midnight mass in church. This because of the distinct lack of sleep. Instead I fell asleep on the couch around eight o’clock. Sometime later my mom dragged me to my bed, where I slept until 12.22 a.m. It’s so very boring to be awake when everyone else is sleeping.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
’til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope – the weary world rejoices.
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn’.
Fall on your knees, and hear the angel voices;
Oh night Divine, when Christ was born.