I don’t even know what to say. Um. Bat fellatio.
Scotch, good scotch, and more movies
Tuesday night I attended a scotch tasting for Macallan. It’s an acquired taste and I haven’t quite acquired it yet, but that’s understandable as it was my first time having scotch. I particularly enjoyed the 15 year and the 18 year; they made my mouth tingle. Literally, pins and needles almost numb tingling. Anything that can do that intrigues me. Last night I saw Amusement. It...
A Softer World →
I still think this is a wonderful webcomic, despite the general lack of comic to it. It’s poignant sometimes, and just ridiculous others.
A bargain at twice the price
I should never be allowed to watch movies. Ever. Teeth was hilarious. And half my day at work, I kept going “Vagina dentata!” and giggling. Vagina! With teeth! The only way it could have been funnier is if there had been guys watching so we could watch their reactions as well. The Orphanage was creepy. Fucking kids.
Anything that can make me cry this much must be...
Mind you, I don’t feel relationships should make me cry. But when a show, movie, or book does it, it’s doing something right. Lately I’ve been rewatching The West Wing. It makes me sob like a heartbroken teenage girl and I love every moment of it. I want to lick all the characters. Not sure what that says about me.
Another song for GeneCOP: the musical. Wow, it...
I'd fuck me →
I’ve had this song stuck in my head all day.
I have hoodwinked her into finding me utterly...
Linn: the conversations we have
Linn: are not helped, by the way, by my rereading The Shoebox Project and getting infected with large quantities of (fanon!)Sirius Black
Bee: Hahahahaha. I believe that
Linn: I mean, I relate to that poor old sausage on a good day, but...
Bee: I assume you mean the one in his pants?
Linn: Well, generally speaking I don't feel I have much in common with pant sausages, but as it is the head that Sirius undoubtedly thought the most with during his Hogwarts years, this might be more accurate than you know
Bee: you're my favorite
Vicious lies! I never said that.
The first hit song from GeneCOP: the musical Also...
We’re in a rock band, we have to say pussy a lot.– Patrick Good (admittedly paraphrased)
This is one of the newer songs Bad Mother and the...
Some compliments are better ungiven
I forgot to mention. Last week’s pedicure with Gabe got me an admirer at last weekend’s Bad Mother and the Sons of Bitches show. A hobo, who kept telling me I was beautiful and had nice feet. And that he wanted to have sex with me. Devon said it was a compliment, probably. Gabe’s completely weirded out because I wore a collar and afterwards Kelsey told her that it’s for...
A friendly PSA
Elizabethtown really is the worst movie ever. I think it was bad direction, but to be honest, there was so much bad to it that I couldn’t say for sure. And Kirsten Dunst can’t act, which definitely didn’t help.
But it's not a cosmic problem
I’m mad at myself for fucking up one of my shoes. I knew they weren’t dry, but I tried them on last night and in the process of removing the right shoe, well. It needs some retouching.
My problems may be difficult, thorny, but they’re not cosmic.– Stephin Merritt
And now I look all girly
In a bit, Gabe and I are going for pedicures. But right now I get to work on Repo! props and costumes. Today I caught a praying mantis at work. Well, okay, it was on a piece of trash I had to throw away, so I relocated it. But I wanted to keep it! I even pet it and it turned and looked over its shoulder at me and was really adorable.
Sage is not a girl name. It's an herb.
“I’ve cleaned girls bathrooms. They’re worse.” “It depends.” “Exactly! Depends, everywhere! Even with wings.” And that is why I like my job. I don’t even know what I’ve been doing with myself. Collecting songs and story ideas, building costumes, getting my eyebrows waxed… One of the girls at work is going as “slutty...
No, really, it's life or death
This is an Important Question. You know it’s true because it’s capitalized. What are some (real) 2-word song titles where the second word is girl (and please, artist names too so I can find them easier)?
Words are even more dangerous than love...
Jess and I are talking about writing again. Independently, of course. J and I have never co-written fiction. I think we would clash. But she’s hardcore prepping for National Novel Writing Month and while I don’t believe in NaNo, I do believe in words and writing and I have a bunch of ideas. I don’t want to talk about them here. It wouldn’t work. But I plan to write these...
I knew that my second question, the one I forgot yesterday, had occurred to me while I was at work. I even had a hunch it related to the music I was listening to. I was right, and remembered it today while listening to music. Mind you, I’m still wondering about the Japan thing. But today’s question is “What’s so great about 17?” No, no, hear me out. It’s not a...
The wonder of Bee forgetting her second question
I keep having questions that I don’t know the answer to. One such question is “why does Japan get bonus tracks?” Bad Mother and the Sons of Bitches is having a Halloween gig. Basically it’ll be a couple hours of them playing, plus a costume contest and all that jazz. Be there, or miss out bigtime! My work on costumes is progressing. I failed to find proper Sweeney Todd...
Edwyn Collins accused of infringing his own... →
I don’t reblog, but… This needs to be everywhere. phantomwise: iamthecrime: batteryinyourleg: It sounds like a joke headline from The Onion but it sadly is not. The whole issue of copyright really, really needs to be cleaned up sometime soon. The trouble with accusing Collins of copyright infringement is that he’s not infringing. “He owns the copyright,” Maxwell underlined, “as...
The Bee is clueless
Seriously, what the fuck is a note on tumblr? Is it a comment? Can I leave those? How? Last night (and this morning) I rewatched The United States of Leland. It’s been a long time since I did that. And yes, it’s still an amazing film and you all should check it out. I also wound up watching the pilot from Love Monkey again. I miss that show a lot.
It's a flock of birds, not bats
Today’s important lesson was that amethyst eyeshadow on your cheek does not so much make it look like a nighttime skyscape as it makes it look like you were punched in the face. So. For future reference and all. Today I also managed to hem the dress I plan to wear for the midnight showings of Repo! this month. Be there or be square. And miss out on me in a short skirt, which is obviously...
Even mad skills only get you so far...
It’s sad that I can’t figure out tumblr. I mean, not really. I think it’s because I am much too accustomed to lj. But then, I can manage xanga, and even the horror that’s myspace, and the trauma of facebook. Tumblr seems to be “blogging for dummies” and apparently my brain can’t work like theirs even when I try. I think my speakers play music even when...
Nutella with crackers and other nutritious ideas
Oh please, like I’d ever post about nutrition or eat healthy. It’s not that I don’t know about nutrition, it’s that I don’t care. And my half-assed dieting scheme is doomed to fail, as proven by the way I had seconds on dessert on Tuesday. And dessert wasn’t even that good. But, uh, don’t tell my sister I said that. Nerdcore. That’s what I forgot to...
The flakiest blogger ever
I know, I fell off the face of the earth again. But I had good reason! First off, I underwent a social renaissance. By which I mean I have been running around and spending time with people basically since the end of August. It’s pretty new to me, but definitely fun. My love of the goth scene has been renewed, aided by a new set of thigh high boots. And by Dawn, because she is fabulous....