Yeah, steaks have to be cooked just right, otherwise they're just an icky slab of bleh.
How about some HIM Turkey?

Is that like a waffle?

Can we make HIM pudding? I loves pudding!

I'd like a HIM Sammich about now...

@ Fairy on the subject of my avatar: Why thank you. (sorry, late, I know. I didn't have the internet for three days.)

@ the morbid speculation: Yeah... I'm still willing to give it all the benefit of the doubt, ie, possible, even probable, suicide. Just given his reported behaviour in the weeks leading up to his death.

Yeah, it's hard to say for sure when you're just taking into account his general state of mind, which ceased to ever be healthy after about age 7. But still, doesn't explain how he could have fired a shotgun with his boots on.

Was not having internet terrible? I can't imagine it being anything but terrible.

I weathered it well. I was a tad bit surprised. But then... I'm not the same girl I used to be. More expansive in mind. Which makes current surroundings less than conducive to um... A happy me. I could let out a primal scream if I wanted to ._. But I don't. Must be the (reserved) English in me.

Right, because the British never scream! :lol:

Hehe. I was watching A Fish Called Wanda last night, and Cleese does the best scream of surprise.

HIM - I love you. :lol:

Biggles - Good movie! It's been years since I've seen it, though. Honestly, I don't remember much of it except for Cleese prancing around in his skivvies and draping a woman's underwear over his face. :lol:
I fear that may be burned into my head forever... :lol:

You know that actually happened to a friend of his? The friend knew someone who hardly ever used his flat, and had told him he was free to use it in his stead. So one day the friend pops into the flat, grabs a bottle of champagne, and gets in the bathtub. While he's in there, he hears the door open. "It's only me" the friend calls out. "Who?" he hears from the other room. "(whatever the friend's name happened to be, it's been a while since I heard this story)." "...." The dude had sold the flat and forgotten to tell the friend. And thus it made it into the script.

The fish eating scene still bothers me.

Oh wow! :lol: That had to be terribly embarrassing...

I can say with 100% certainty that it'll never happen to me, though. Whenever people ask me to do things for them like get their mail or feed their pets while they're out of town, I'm always so petrified of going over there, to be in their backyard feeding their dog, or walking off with their mail, and then them coming out and being "CHRISTY, WHATCHU DOIN' WE GOT HOME YESTERDAY, SILLY BITCH."
I'm not sure WHY that petrifies me so, but... :lol: So yeah. Definitely wouldn't be indefinitely rooming at someone's abandoned house. :lol:

Hmm. I say give it a shot sometime. Expand your horizons. I know, it takes some nerve to leap into something that scares you, but in this particular instance, it's nothing to be scared of. Take it from me, I do it all the time. Do you ever do any babysitting? It's no more difficult than that.

Not recently, no. The only thing close to baby sitting I've done was watch my parents' friend's children when I was thirteen... but it was at my house (so my parents were there), and two of them were older children who were quite well-behaved, so the only one who even really needed watching was the toddler, who was well-behaved herself. :lol:

I'm not big on kids. I'd rather pet-sit, personally.
Actually, right now we're feeding our neighbor's dog for a few days while they're out of town. So yeah, walking over into their backyard earlier today, I kept expecting someone to yell at me and ask what I was doing. :lol:

Poor kid. I do house sitting sort of stuff all the time. I prefer it when I am on my own, rather than having people stare at me while I trying to get the hang of it. And yes, on the kids front. I do sit, but I generally let them do their own thing, piping up when things head in the "out of hand" direction.

Still got crap to do tonight, so I can get over to Bumbershoot at a decent time tomorrow.
Speaking of, there's this: In Defense of Courtney - Page 1 - Music - Seattle - Seattle Weekly
In case you are interested, or want to get upset.

Well, I don't really know anyone who lives near me to house sit or pet sit for. :lol: I wasn't even asked to feed the neighbor's dog, my parents were. And the neighbor on the other side (who's lived there for at least three years) was talking to my mother recently and when my mom mentioned me, the neighbor said she didn't even know my mom had a daughter. :lol:

Good luck getting crap done!
I read the article. I can understand where the writer is coming from, and could agree with them were it not for the possible murder thing, which isn't mentioned. A musician being an all-around fuck up never really bothers me. In fact, to use their example, I truly do love Axl Rose, even if he's a prick. :lol:
Hell, Kurt Cobain was a fuck-up too. Less of one than others, granted. Mostly stemming from his parents' divorce... Damn, going to get sad. :lol:
In fact, my all-time favorite musician, the man I practically see as a god... I could never be friends with. :lol: In fact, though I'd love to some day meet him, I also kind of don't because I know he's kind of... and I wouldn't want that to forever taint my view of his music.

Edited... Sort of.

I would get out of the house more, but I only know (and am on good terms with) one person near my age in this neighborhood, and we don't really talk much anymore. And there tend to be creepy druggies around, so I don't like walking around the neighborhood by myself much.

Was that a sarcastic "go on"? :lol: I can't tell. I tend to talk too much.
Yeah, there's plenty of people I admire who I'm okay with them being human... just only if they're human in ways that I like. :lol:
Or if they translate well into songs. You know how I'm an adamant teetotaller, but self-destructive druggie laments are some of my favorite kinds. :lol:

I'd invite you to come live in my neck of the woods, but that would probably be more creepy than the druggies you've got wandering about.
And no, I wasn't being sarcastic, I was wondering who it is you were talking about.
And you've about summed it up for me too, when it comes to how I want my idols.

Sometimes I thinking it would be just plain frightening to meet them, even if they turned out amazing. Perhaps especially if they turned out amazing. Oh, intimation.

Nah. :lol: The Seattle area does seem like a lovely place, I was actually set on moving there someday a few years ago. Whether I ever will is yet to be seen, but right now it's looking like the next place I'm going to live is Virginia. Whether I'll get to move after that (please please please please please) is unsure.

Oh, I was talking about Scott Weiland again, the same guy I was gushing about a few weeks ago.
Because I can't resist, here's another song of his. The almost southern-inspired song turned me off at first, but then it grew on me (especially because of the lyrics), and now I love it.
Also, the video is just adorable. And also weird since the whole album is about his divorce, but whatever.

Oh yeah, definitely frightening. I'm always afraid that I'd come off as the typical fan, you know "OMIGOSH I LOVE [THAT SONG OF YOURS]!!! I'M LYK, TOTES YOUR BIGGEST FAN OH EM GEEEEE"
So then you go the opposite of that, but then you end up acting like one of those creeps who talks to celebrities like they're best friends. I honestly don't know how to act. :lol:
The only celebrity I've ever met is Josh Kelley (beautiful voice - listen!), and all I could do is manage to blurt out "I like your guitar strap!" His guitar strap was covered in sharpie doodles. :lol:

EDIT: AH! I GET IT!
The scott weiland video, that is. The song is about his ex-wife, but the video's about him meeting and falling in love with a girl... She just wrote a dumb "tell-all" book about him, so I guess this is his "fuck you, I'm going to have a happy life without you."
I love it when I decode his stuff. :lol:

*I thought that might be who it was. Too messed up for you?

* So this isn't a good plan then? Back to the drawing board.

*I imagine complementing their accessories would be a good way to go.

Edit: Decoding is fun.
Edit again: Virgina? Psssh.
Nah it's ok. I once knew stalked a girl from the Richmond area

Well, he's clean now, but still, there are elements to his personality and morals that I'd struggle with any prolonged kind of relationship. :lol:

It seemed to be. :lol: He seemed a bit surprised, laughed, and thanked me.

Yeah, my boyfriend lives in Virginia and is attending college there. So once we both can, I'd like for us to share an apartment down there. Just hopefully I can drag him further away from the Tennessee border (he currently lives in one of the only counties that borders :lol:). He claims that people are less stupid as you go east.
That's not, of course, to say that all from Tennessee are stupid. Nancy lives in Tennessee! :D In fact, after moving there I'd only be an hour or two away from Nancy.
Stalked? :lol:

We not dumb on west coast! We plenty smartiful!

Well, you know how I mentioned lurking earlier in the social group? There was a girl from Richmond on a board that was fairly eloquent and witty, and I enjoyed reading her posts when I came across them. But since I never had any contact with her, digital or otherwise, I didn't feel "knew" was the best choice of words. So I was left with stalked. The weird thing is, she showed up in my photobucket people you may know thing. Maybe she's stalking me! Probably not. If it was a mutual thing, she is going to be mighty confused when she checks out her PYMK section.