girlboymusic: So tirrred and hungryyy
amidaIa 20: go eat
girlboymusic: Yeah, I'll just leave work and do that
amidaIa 20: sounds good
girlboymusic: Actually, it does.
amidaIa 20: GO FOR IT
girlboymusic: I LIKE GETTING PAID
amidaIa 20: don't tell them
girlboymusic: Yeah, they won't notice me getting up and walking out of the lab
amidaIa 20: say you're going to the bathroom
girlboymusic: Yes, a 30-minute trip to the bathroom
girlboymusic: After which i return with chicken nuggets
amidaIa 20: so?
amidaIa 20: maybe you poop nice
girlboymusic: ROFL I don't even know where I'll say I got them from
amidaIa 20: some one gave them to you
amidaIa 20: CHICKEN NUGGETS.
amidaIa 20: STEAMING, TENDER, SUCCULENT, TASTY NUGGETS
amidaIa 20: Nuggets.
amidaIa 20: Cripsy!
amidaIa 20: Crispy, I mean.
girlboymusic: Cripsy!
girlboymusic: They're in a gang!
amidaIa 20: yup.
amidaIa 20: they're nuggers
girlboymusic: LOL
girlboymusic: Nug life.
amidaIa 20: WeRd
amidaIa 20: old crispy bastard
amidaIa 20: lil chicken
amidaIa 20: tHIghz
amidaIa 20: wite meet

Lalanav1: Open marriages weird me out.
Lalanav1: Like...why get married if it's going to be an open one?
Lalanav1: Just live together.
Lalanav1: And share lovers.
Lalanav1: Like normal people.
girlboymusic: LOL yeah.
girlboymusic: Because there's an imbalance of power if 2 of you are married.
Lalanav1: Exactly!
girlboymusic: Also, the kind of open marriage where you each have another lover but never meet them?
girlboymusic: Weird.
girlboymusic: Share.
Lalanav1: Yeah..that's really odd.
Lalanav1: Because then it's not really an open marriage...you're just cheating on each other and neither of you cares.
Lalanav1: I mean, I guess technically it is...but still.
girlboymusic: I totally believe in 3-way relationships or whatever, it's weird but I can see it, whatever, if it floats your boat.
Lalanav1: Yeah.
Lalanav1: I would totally do it.
girlboymusic: But the kind where there's no relationship with the extra?
Lalanav1: Yeah!
Lalanav1: I would marry Ken and John.
Lalanav1: We would all live together.
Lalanav1: It would be lovely.
girlboymusic: Me too, if I found 2 people who I liked and we all got along.
girlboymusic: That would be so happy!
Lalanav1: And since neither is gay or into men, it would just mean that I get all the more attention.
Lalanav1: Hee.
girlboymusic: ROFL.
Lalanav1: *selfish*
girlboymusic: Mine would be with a guy and girl, so I wouldn't have to choose between the sexes.
Lalanav1: Lol!
Lalanav1: That's good.
Lalanav1: Makes sense.
girlboymusic: Indeed.
girlboymusic: And it would be fun if the other girl was a lesbian, because then, again, I'd just be getting lots of attention.
girlboymusic: It would be nice to be the hinge or whatever in a relationship like that.
girlboymusic: Although I suppose it's a lot of responsibility.
Lalanav1: Hm...
girlboymusic: And then it would be kind of weird because maybe the other two would go out to lunch and talk about you.
Lalanav1: ROFL.
Lalanav1: I don't think it would be weird.
Lalanav1: Because they'd be friends, right?
girlboymusic: And every time they're out to lunch you'd be like, "I hope they're not ragging on me."
Lalanav1: No. They'd be completely in love with me.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: LOL.
Lalanav1: *has a utopian image of this marriage*
girlboymusic: You can rag on people you're in love with.
Lalanav1: No. Because they'd think I was perfect.
Lalanav1: And there would never be anything to rag on me about.
Lalanav1: But really, even if they did, I wouldn't care.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: Is it weird that my utopian marriage involves flaws?
Lalanav1: No. Because those flaws are what make it real.
girlboymusic: Yeah, it would be a loving sort of rag.
Lalanav1: Exactly!
Lalanav1: I mean, if it was all "God, I hate her, let's run away together.."
Lalanav1: That might be different.
girlboymusic: Yeah.
girlboymusic: But since it's a lesbian and a straight man...
girlboymusic: Not gonna happen!
Lalanav1: Or two straight men.
Lalanav1: Hee.
girlboymusic: Same thing
girlboymusic: LOL
Lalanav1: Yes.
girlboymusic: I can't fathom being monosexual.
girlboymusic: Does not compute.
girlboymusic: OMG finish typing already.
Lalanav1: (You know what I think is funny? That we as a whole automatically think of Poison Control if anyone ever ingests poison. Like...I don't know anyone that's ever had to call the poison control center...but still, it's like automatically programmed.)
Lalanav1: No?
Lalanav1: I cannot fathom liking girls.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: I know!
girlboymusic: How odd.
girlboymusic: I think if I were straight, maybe I could fathom being gay or bi.
girlboymusic: But I dunno.
girlboymusic: I can say that because I am bi.
Lalanav1: Yes.
girlboymusic: (And yeah, but...does anyone know the number for poison control? LOL.)
Lalanav1: Just like I can say that if I were gay or bi, I could fathom being straight.
Lalanav1: (I dunno. LOL.)
Lalanav1: (I don't, for one.)
girlboymusic: But I bet we really couldn't.
Lalanav1: Probably not.
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: You can't fathom being something that you've never been,
Lalanav1: like I can't fathom being a boy.
girlboymusic: Oh, I can.
Lalanav1: If I imagine myself with a penis, my boobs are still here.
girlboymusic: LOL!
girlboymusic: I can fathom it.
Lalanav1: I can't take my boobs away in that image.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: I'm probably not like, accurate in my imagination of what it would be like.
Lalanav1: Yeah.
girlboymusic: But I can at least fathom life on the other side.
Lalanav1: Yeah, I cannot.
girlboymusic: It actually makes me kind of sad.
girlboymusic: I wouldn't want to be a boy.
Lalanav1: I can imagine it with the assumptions that I've made from this side...but I know that they're not accurate and I can't possibly understand it because I am not a boy.
girlboymusic: Boys' lives are sad.
Lalanav1: They really are.
girlboymusic: So much grunting.
Lalanav1: And yet, that's an assumption that we're making. They probably lead way happier lives than we do.
Lalanav1: No periods, and whatnot.
Lalanav1: And no pregnancy ever.
girlboymusic: But they have different pressures.
Lalanav1: And never having to fight for a pay raise in comparison to women.
girlboymusic: We're expected to show emotion.
Lalanav1: ...expected?
Lalanav1: I wouldn't say expected.
Lalanav1: It's accepted if we do.
girlboymusic: Well I mean...if a girl cries, nobody thinks it's weird.
Lalanav1: Exactly.
Lalanav1: It's accepted.
Lalanav1: Oddly enough, though, in my experience, emotion is accepted in gay men.
girlboymusic: Well, that's because they're already outside of the male gender stereotype.
girlboymusic: So people don't really care.
girlboymusic: They're just like, "Whatever, he's a fag anyway."
Lalanav1: Yeah.
Lalanav1: ROFL.
Lalanav1: Whatever, he's a fag anyway.
Lalanav1: Fag.
Lalanav1: ROFL.
Lalanav1: I dunno why that word is so funny.
girlboymusic: See, I think I really could fathom being gay or bi if I were straight...because that just takes like, considering alternate possibilities. I might not be like, "I totally get it!" but I could fathom it.
Lalanav1: I just can't imagine being gay.
Lalanav1: It doesn't work. I try to imagine it, but it just doesn't work.
girlboymusic: But I can't fathom liking one gender or the other, because I like both, and fathoming straightness involves like...closing one eye and only seeing the guy half of the world or something.
girlboymusic: I can't shut that off.
Lalanav1: Lol!
girlboymusic: Does not compute!
Lalanav1: We have the most interesting conversations.
girlboymusic: We do.
girlboymusic: We're being LJed again.
girlboymusic: L. Jed.
Lalanav1: LOL...ok.
Lalanav1: Wow, I see that as a totally different word.
Lalanav1: LOL. Like Jed is its own word. Pronounced like Bed.
girlboymusic: What?
Lalanav1: L. Jed.
girlboymusic: Yeah.
Lalanav1: I see that as "El Bed" (but with a J, obviously.)
girlboymusic: LOL!
girlboymusic: Yes.
girlboymusic: I was just looking at how LJed could be misread.
girlboymusic: And turned into L. Jed.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: Like a name or something.
girlboymusic: Lyle Jed.
Lalanav1: Yeah.
girlboymusic: LJed is eljayed, for me.
Lalanav1: When I see Lyle, I think of Lylo Lovett.
Lalanav1: Yeah, for me too.
girlboymusic: Lylo.
Lalanav1: *Lylo
Lalanav1: Lyle!
Lalanav1: AHH!
girlboymusic: Lylo and Stitch.
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: ROFL.
Lalanav1: It bothers me to no end when people change their away messages like 16 times in 3 minutes, and take them down every single time.
girlboymusic: LMAO

Lalanav1: Sometiiimes I feel I've got to
Lalanav1: uhuh
Lalanav1: run away
Lalanav1: I've got to
Lalanav1: uhuh
Lalanav1: get away
Lalanav1: from the pain you drive into the heeeart of meeee
girlboymusic: Did you drink tainted love again?
Lalanav1: I did.
Lalanav1: I thought it was sprite.
girlboymusic: I'll call Poison Control.
Lalanav1: Ok. X.X
Lalanav1: <~~~ dead
girlboymusic: And...bingo. Something for my LJ.
Lalanav1: LOL!
Lalanav1: Speaking of bingo.
girlboymusic: Yes I would.
Lalanav1: Do you wanna go to bingo tonight?
girlboymusic: LOL
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: It'll just be me and Ken tonight, I think, so you won't have to worry about being uncomfortable.
Lalanav1: Hopefully Alec Baldwin will be calling the numbers, too.
Lalanav1: That would ROCK.
girlboymusic: PH MY GOD, NOT KEN
girlboymusic: Wait, what?
Lalanav1: PH?
girlboymusic: Ph my God?
Lalanav1: ROFL.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: PH MY GOD!
girlboymusic: THE LORD IS AN ACID!
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: And the Lord IS on acid. He allowed a week-long funeral.
girlboymusic: Not on.
girlboymusic: An.
Lalanav1: Oh.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: And what's this about Alec Baldwin?
Lalanav1: Right. There's this guy that calls the numbers sometimes, and he sounds exactly like Alec Baldwin.
Lalanav1: He makes B11 sound so sinister.
Lalanav1: It's amazing.
girlboymusic: Sinister.
girlboymusic: I wish Snape were calling Bingo numbers.
Lalanav1: LOL!
Lalanav1: You wouldn't have any chance of winning.
Lalanav1: Because you wouldn't be marking your boards.
Lalanav1: You'd be drooling.
girlboymusic: I'd be off changing my underwear.
Lalanav1: LOL!
Lalanav1: TMI.
Lalanav1: TMI!
Lalanav1: *covers her ears*
girlboymusic: Sorry, I forgot you're not Jaimie.
Lalanav1: MY EARS ARE BURNING!
Lalanav1: AHHH!
girlboymusic: CUZ YOU WICKED!

THANK YOU, MATCH.COM:

Androidfunk: Are you chubby?
Niamite: LOL yes
Androidfunk: Big chested?
Androidfunk: That's so hot.
Niamite: ...

(I know, I promised, but...you had to see this.)

ETA: OMG I just saw his profile and he's cute. Damn.

ETA 2: It doesn't matter because HOLY CHRIST. I mean, he started off weak, but then he made a brief recovery, and I was like, okay, we've got something going here. And all of a sudden he flatlines with the self-loathing and I-only-love-my-dog and don't-call-me-sexy, and I charge the charm to 300, and I shock, and he's still down with the seriously-I-will-only-ever-love-my-dog, and then I go to 400, but there's no pulse and he's all BTW-I'm-on-meds, so we call the time of death and I'm sorry, ma'am, we did everything we could, but despite our best efforts, we were unable to save Androidfunk. Please sign here to donate his organs. Godonight. And THANKS AGAIN, MATCH.COM!

I know this is my third post of the day, and I'm turning into beizy, but Pixie gone crazay:

Lalanav1: I guess it's too much to ask to have the movie times up for 6 days from now, right?
girlboymusic: LOL maybe
Lalanav1: Stupid movie sites.
Lalanav1: What use are they to me if I can't plan my movie going experiences 6 days in advance?
Lalanav1: I mean, come on.
Lalanav1: By the time they have the info up, I will have already had my first three children.
Lalanav1: And I won't be able to go unless I plan for the babysitter.
Lalanav1: And all the babysitters will be taken by the time I figure out when I'll need one.
Lalanav1: *sigh*
Lalanav1: The movie sites are against me and All My Children.
Lalanav1: Maybe if I move to ER they'll let me know the movietimes in advance.
Lalanav1: Because I'll be a doctor.
Lalanav1: And hold their lives in their hands.
Lalanav1: I'll be like, "I'm a doctor, bitch! If you ever come into the ER, I might not be smart enough to save you! UNLESS...you give me the movie times in advance."
girlboymusic: Pixie?
Lalanav1: Yes?
girlboymusic: Are you okay?
Lalanav1: No.
Lalanav1: I'm very bitter.

Ten minutes later, it was contagious:

girlboymusic: And by the way, I would be really excited if you went to ER.
girlboymusic: Then you could introduce me to all the hot doctors.
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: Good.
Lalanav1: *shall plan her next move very strategically*
girlboymusic: We're all crazy.
girlboymusic: It's spreading.
Lalanav1: Yeah we are.
girlboymusic: THANKS A LOT.

Okay, so this guy winked at me on Match.com, and I winked back because he seemed interesting enough to investigate, but I'm too cheap to pay for Match email. Which meant I had to sit around waiting for him to make the next move, and that last all of nine seconds before I got fed up and found a way to sneak my AIM name past the Match.com censors and into my profile. So the guy IMed me, and then I took the AIM name down, but since it takes 72 hours for Match.com to update the written portions of my email, my SN is still sitting there for the world to see. And the world is using it. A whole legion of desperate men...okay, two desperate men...IMed me today.

( The conversation, complete with witty best-friend commentary! )

100% FUNK! This is not white-people rock.

girlboymusic: Men don't know, but my hair draws them in.
girlboymusic: And I name them Squishy, and they shall be mine.
girlboymusic: They shall be my Squishies.
Lalanav1: LOL! But your hair's not that dark.
Lalanav1: But that could be it.
Lalanav1: And OMG I HAVE A SQUISHY.
girlboymusic: Well...it's darker than some people's.
girlboymusic: It may be classified as darkish.
girlboymusic: Being brunette.
Lalanav1: Yes, but you're not a dark brunette. (I bought a green glass bead that has these HUGE adorable eyes. It's so cute. I named him Squishy. He shall be my squishy.)
Lalanav1: You're of a lighter variety.
girlboymusic: Or it could be my impressive rack.
Lalanav1:ROFL, yes, that too.
girlboymusic: (LOL! Yay for squishy!)
Lalanav1: (I think of ROFL as one whole word.)
girlboymusic: My dad was telling me that apparently...when men first see a woman, they look at the rack.
girlboymusic: Always.
girlboymusic: He does not have a single man friend who does not look at racks.
Lalanav1: LOL! (Like row-ful.)
girlboymusic: (Me too!)
girlboymusic: (Rowful.)
Lalanav1: LOL! Ken says he doesn't always look at boobs first.
Lalanav1: *just asked him*
girlboymusic: And he thinks it's like...an instinctive thing. Because he doesn't mean to, and he's not interested in strangers' racks...but a lot of times, he happens to notice.
Lalanav1: He looks at different things.
girlboymusic: Well not like...looks.
girlboymusic: But it's something they take into account.
girlboymusic: Not like, "*walks up to you and stares* Hello, boobs."
Lalanav1: LOL!
girlboymusic: But like, "Long hair...round face...big rack..."
Lalanav1: You said "when men first see a woman, they look at the rack."
Lalanav1: So, I assumed you meant look.
Lalanav1: Naturally.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: Yes, I mis-phrased, you stupid asswhore.
Lalanav1: UPI!
Lalanav1: Bitch.
girlboymusic: AND NOW I AM CLARIFYING SO SHUT YOUR ASSWHORE TRAP!
Lalanav1: ROFLMAO!
Lalanav1: *cuts you*
Lalanav1: *for fun*
Lalanav1: And I know what you mean.
girlboymusic: And I was like, "Wow...I can go an entire week thinking a guy is cute without even glancing at his--"
girlboymusic: *is cut in midsentence*
Lalanav1: LOL!
girlboymusic: *gasps out "his...package...!"*
girlboymusic: *dies*
Lalanav1: LOL!!!!
Lalanav1: You said that to your father??
girlboymusic: Yes.
Lalanav1: OMG.
girlboymusic: Well, he told me that he can't help noticing women's boobs!
Lalanav1: Yeah, but...LOL.
girlboymusic: He's a metrosexual.
girlboymusic: It's okay.
Lalanav1: ...
Lalanav1: Ok.
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: I have to go now.

Somebody remind me to organize my resume, write my lab training dates on my calendar, and clear off my desk tomorrow? Thank you.

*looks up like a Brady Bunch kid* Okay, that music choice is so cool. Don't even deny it.

UPI - Adjective meaning "on a website." May be pronounced youpee, oopee, or as an abbrevation: U.P.I.

Yesterday I was in Pathmark, buying cereal, and there's two different boxes of Frosted Mini-Wheats. One's orange, one's red. So I'm standing there looking between them all "Ketchup? Catsup?" for like two minutes...until I noticed the orange box says "bite size" and the red box says "big bite." And I check out the box, and and it turns out they're just taking the old full-size wheats and frosting them, which defeats the purpose of mini wheats, and I'm like, "No! They're just frosted wheats! This is false advertising!"

lalanav: What did they used to call the regular ones that were big sized?
girlboymusic: I don't remember
girlboymusic: I'm on the Kellogg's site trying to figure it out.
girlboymusic: SHREDDED WHEAT!
girlboymusic: Aha.
lalanav: LOL.
lalanav: Was it really shredded?
lalanav: *wonders*
girlboymusic: Well...they're shreddy.
lalanav: Because I remember having to stab those fuckers with a fork to break them apart.
lalanav: Taken out of context, that sounds so bad.

Yeah, so...Nitro tonight. NITROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

First of all, I am so proud of my updated interests.

Second, DC Kid that Pixie and I invited to GA with us? He went out to visit TLM, and all of a sudden he's got us on block. Coincidence? No.

Third, in response to Sars's question of whether the singular of ravioli is raviolo or raviolus:

girlboymusic: Ooh! I know whether it's "raviolo" or "raviolus"! LOL
Beizy17: I pick raviolus, just for the fun factor of saying it.
girlboymusic: It's raviolo.
girlboymusic: Presumably, anyway.
girlboymusic: Could be raviole, but that would be dumb.
Beizy17: *waves wand* Raviolus!
girlboymusic: ROFL
girlboymusic: *becomes a pasta*
girlboymusic: Dammit.
girlboymusic: *is stuffed with cheese*
Beizy17: I are teh magic.
girlboymusic: *so is not so different than usual*
Beizy17: ...k, that's kinda gross.
Beizy17: LOL!
girlboymusic: I are teh cheese.

It started so innocently...

Nia: (Why did I put "every other slot" instead of "every other post"? Brain fart like wo.)
Pixie: (I have no idea. I noticed that, and just glossed over it. LOL.)
Nia: (I guess I just used my Get Out of Jail Free card, right Cragen?)
Pixie: (Yes, Olivia.)
Nia: (*cries because she's the child of rape*)
Pixie: (*turns into Munchie and adores from afar*)
Nia: (*tempts Munchie from afar*)
Pixie: :-D
Nia: Tonight...I'll be your naughty girl!
Nia: *histrionics*
Pixie: ROFL
Pixie: Such naughty histrionics!
Nia: Yeah...LOL, I should've done that as Olivia.
Pixie: LOL!
Pixie: That would have been great.

( And thus we created the best episode of SVU...ever. )

girlboymusic: "Today was a really bad day! First I woke up with a tummyache (blahhh), then my goldfish died (flush), then Mommy said Daddy had to go away for a while (sirens)!"
Lalanav1: OMG, before I go, I have to tell you what that reminds me of.
Lalanav1: Today, M1 was telling me that M2 was talking to her ex, V...who calls her and goes, "I had a bad week..."
Lalanav1: And M2 goes, "Oh?"
Lalanav1: And she goes, "Yeah....we found out that my dad is HIV positive, and a mack truck crashed into our trailer...the driver fell asleep at the wheel and drifted off the road."
Lalanav1: I can't imagine saying "I had a bad week" before saying that.
Lalanav1: Because..that's a little more than a 'bad week."
Lalanav1: ROFL.
girlboymusic: How did her dad get the HIV?
girlboymusic: LOL
girlboymusic: And yeah it is.
girlboymusic: And wow she lives in a trailer.
Lalanav1: LOL...her step-mom has HIV, and he got it back in 1992, and he and his wife have known since then...
girlboymusic: I guess if you live in a trailer, that's just another bad week...
Lalanav1: But they never told the kids.
girlboymusic: Ohh.
Lalanav1: He just went to the hospital.
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: And yeah, LOL..she's such white trash.
girlboymusic: Stupid.
girlboymusic: That endangers them
Lalanav1: I know!
girlboymusic: What if they like...accidentally drank his blood?
Lalanav1: ...
Lalanav1: ROFLMAO OMG.
girlboymusic: LOL I dunno!
girlboymusic: Or accidentally had incestuous sex with him.
girlboymusic: Since they're in a trailer park.
Lalanav1: I'm just imagining her going, "Dad, I'm thirsty." and him going, "Oh, here honey..." as he opens up a vein and pours some blood into a cup for her.
girlboymusic: LMAO
girlboymusic: What if they accidentally drank his blood. LOL
girlboymusic: I was thinking like...he left a cup in the fridge.
Lalanav1: ROFL!
girlboymusic: Because he wouldn't give it to them
girlboymusic: Not with the Hiv.
Lalanav1: And what, they thought it was pig's blood, to cook with? ROFL.
Lalanav1: The hiv.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: But he'd come home and be like, "OMG did someone take my cup?"
girlboymusic: "Yeah Dad, I drank it."
girlboymusic: "OMG THAT WAS MY BLOOD!"
Lalanav1: "I thought it was carrot juice."
Lalanav1: "Ew."
Lalanav1: OMG, I am laughing so hard right now.
girlboymusic: ROFL I wish I could put this on my LJ
girlboymusic: LMAO me too
Lalanav1: DO IT!
girlboymusic: She wouldn't be offended?
Lalanav1: Why would she? It's not like she's going to read your lj.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: I dunno...maybe through you!
Lalanav1: LOL..I've never spoken to her.
Lalanav1: I've only heard of her through M2.
girlboymusic: No, M2.
Lalanav1: Oh, M2?
Lalanav1: LOL, no.
Lalanav1: She wouldn't be offended.
girlboymusic: LOL okay
Lalanav1: She would think it was funny.
Lalanav1: And she's not gonna read your lj, either.
Lalanav1: My friends are hidden, remember?
Lalanav1: :-D
Lalanav1: *cracks up* OH MAN, I'm thinking about the blood cup in the fridge again.

girlboymusic: And I was like, "Fantasia sucks left tits. Shut up. And Diana IS A BUTTHOLE."
Lalanav1: YES SHE IS.
girlboymusic: So now it's Jasmine, Diana, and Fantasia. And they all kind of suck.
Lalanav1: (And OMG, I love how you LJd us two days in a row. LOL.)
girlboymusic: LaToya should've been the winner...she has the strongest voice and the most poise.
Lalanav1: That's so awful.
girlboymusic: (LOL I know.)
Lalanav1: Seriously!
girlboymusic: Jasmine has a sweet voice, but not much stylistic range...and she's kind of boring.
girlboymusic: Fantasia is boring and jerky and sucks.
girlboymusic: And Diana sucks more and is even more boring and tries too hard to be cute so I hate her.
girlboymusic: Actually, nobody really had star quality this time around. LaToya kind of did, but she also reminded me of Omarosa.
Lalanav1: But I bet now she gets her own record contract, though. HAHAHHAHA!
girlboymusic: (Because we're cool.)
girlboymusic: LOL yeah!
girlboymusic: If Diana wins I'm gonna stalk and stab her.
Lalanav1: OMG. I WILL HELP YOU.

1. I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

2. But my grandmother sucks. She needs to move out.

3. So do my mountains of stuff.

4. Andy's back! He randomly returned to keep his green card active, so we're going to see him tomorrow night. :D Apparently, my parents knew for days and decided not to tell me, so I could be surprised when I got back.

5. ( NBC makes us cry. )

6. Nitro on Friday! NITROOOOOOOO!!!

Comp lab updates feel kind of like drive-bys. You're in, you're out, nobody sees you do it but the job gets done anyway.

Lalanav1: Friend!
Niamite: Friend!
Lalanav1: You know what's fun?
Niamite: Not having horrendous cramps?
Lalanav1: I told you about my cramps?
Niamite: No.
Lalanav1: Hm.
Niamite: I'm telling you about mine.
Niamite: LOL.
Lalanav1: LOL.
Niamite: ESPeriod!
Lalanav1: Yeah!
Lalanav1: LOL.
Niamite: It's so sad because (a) yesterday I was telling JLo how I rarely get bad cramps, and I knew I was jinxing myself. As I was saying it, I was like, "I'm jinxing myself. Tomorrow my uterus is going to try and rip out my spleen." And now...it is. And (b) my hair came out really cute today, but it's too hot to wear it down! :(
Lalanav1: Aw, oh no!
Niamite: Sad times.
Niamite: *evanescences*
Lalanav1: Althouuugh...if you're in the comp lab, you could let it down momentarily, yes?
Niamite: Well yes
Niamite: It is currently down.
Niamite: I'm LJing us.
Lalanav1: Yay!

The end.

girlboymusic: I love that they cart organs around in those little coolers.
girlboymusic: Like it's a picnic.
girlboymusic: They should play games on ER...
girlboymusic: "Potato salad, or organ?"
girlboymusic: "Uhhh...potato salad!"
girlboymusic: "WRONG! It's an ORGAN!"
Lalanav1: Ew...
Lalanav1: That's disgusting.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: "Lemonade, or organ?"
Lalanav1: EW!
girlboymusic: "Umm...organ."
girlboymusic: "Right, it's a liver!"
girlboymusic: "Woohoo!"
Lalanav1: EWW!
girlboymusic: "Jerry, tell her what she's won!"
girlboymusic: "Well, ma'am, you win...a liver transplant!"
girlboymusic: "Oooooooooooooooh."
girlboymusic: Meanwhile the one who guessed potato salad is crying because she's going to die.
Lalanav1: Uhh...
girlboymusic: I don't know.
girlboymusic: I just made myself sad.
Lalanav1: How?
girlboymusic: The potato salad woman crying.
girlboymusic: LOL
Lalanav1: Ohhh, ok.

Beizy17: I agree with you.
Beizy17: There is totally a difference.
girlboymusic: Yeah, nerd is like...the quality of immersing yourself in something.
girlboymusic: Music nerd, English nerd, grammar nerd, computer nerd.
girlboymusic: If you enjoy it enough to know the ins and outs of it, tinker with it, and generally think in terms of it...you're a nerd.
Beizy17: Exactly.
girlboymusic: So nerdiness is inherent to being a computer programmar.
girlboymusic: Why else would you become one if you didn't want to like...roll in computer programming?
Beizy17: Yis.
Beizy17: But a dork is just general loserish/annoyingness.
girlboymusic: Exactly.
Beizy17: Like you can't be a computer dork.
girlboymusic: It's like...no social skills.
girlboymusic: Exactly!
girlboymusic: Computer nerds can be dorks, sure.
Beizy17: Yes.
girlboymusic: But you're not a computer dork.
girlboymusic: Or an English dork.
girlboymusic: Unless you're from England and dorky.
Beizy17: LOL. In which case, you are.

girlboymusic: Dork and nerd are not the same.
Lalanav1: See, I use them interchangeably.
Lalanav1: So, to me they are.
girlboymusic: Nooo, they're totally different things!
Lalanav1: When I say "dork" I also mean "nerd."
girlboymusic: Dork is like...goofy and socially inept.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: Like, say, [censored to protect the innocent].
girlboymusic: Nerd is like...an inner quality.
girlboymusic: Not necessarily negative.
Lalanav1: See, dork is an inner quality to me.
Lalanav1: As is nerd.
Lalanav1: They are equal to me.
Lalanav1: So, whatever. I meant nerd, then, using your definition of them.
Lalanav1: For me, "Loser" takes on what you define as "dork."
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: Loser combines dork with asshole, for me.
Lalanav1: ROFL!
Lalanav1: Assmunch does that for me.
girlboymusic: Although it can also be just plain lame.
Lalanav1: Yeah.
Lalanav1: LOL.
Lalanav1: I agree with you there.
girlboymusic: Assmunch is just...assmunch.
girlboymusic: But "loser" used as "lame" is more in terms of, "LOL! Loser!"
Lalanav1: Yeah. So it's goofy and sometimes socially inept.
Lalanav1: LOL.
girlboymusic: No, more like silly.
girlboymusic: Whereas "loser" in terms of "dork + asshole" is more like, "Holy Christ, what a loser. I hope he gets hit by a bus."
Lalanav1: Oh, I've never used it in that sense.
Lalanav1: I use "asswipe" for that.
Lalanav1: ROFL...I love our semantics discussions.
Lalanav1: This is insane.
girlboymusic: LMAO this needs to be LJed.
girlboymusic: I am going to LJ this.
Lalanav1: Good LOL
girlboymusic: Anyway, getting back to the whole nerd thing, nerdiness is inherent to computer programming...you have to be a computer nerd to be a programmer, just like real English majors (read: not the lame dumb sorority chicks or assy artsy writers) are naturally English nerds.
girlboymusic: Thus my assertion that he is a nerd.
Lalanav1: Yeah...I just don't agree with that.
girlboymusic: So, in conclusion: MWAHAHAHAHA!

Today I went to Genius and got my hair cut in (ferocious) experimental layers around the front. It was literally like, "How about I cut some here?" "Okay, go for it." But I call her Genius for a reason (and not just because it's almost her real name), and it came out pretty sexy. Stay tuned for pictures.

beizy: Also, if a hypothetical friend would be purchasing a hypothetical amount of a hypothetical paid time to a hypothetical friend's account for her upcoming hypothetical birthday, which account do you think this hypothetical friend would want the hypothetical paid time bought for?
girlboymusic: Uh, hypothetical neither, because that hypothetical friend would hypothetically prefer shoes.
girlboymusic: :D
beizy: LOL, okay.
girlboymusic: Assuming the hypothetical friend is me.
girlboymusic: LOL
beizy: LOL. Yis.

Pixie and I are being rockstars. Originally we were going to be rockstars at the bowling alley, but the leagues are hogging all the lanes, so now we're going to be rockstars at Target. Which is cool. I respect that. I'll just go home, and...take care of my children.

You know what's funny? I had planned for fic to never invade this journal, but it's impossible. Too much of my brain is devoted to television.

So...anybody know where I could find good ER fic?

<-- ashamed.

So Pixie and I wanted Jet to see Dawn of the Dead with us next week, and alas, he's not free. He said he had too many exams. But not before asking if, should Pixie not be available the next time he is free, "mabey" we could have a movie night of our own, "just you and me?" (Heh. Heh heh. Heh.)

I passed the message along to Pixie:

( You see, we don't talk about anything else. )

PS - The Silver Fox has a new motto. Jack McCoy: His conviction gets convictions.

beizy: "And lo, a light came down from the heavens. And there was Mariska. And it was good."