Oh, FUCK. I just wrote this whole post about my photos and the weather and what have you, and I, like a total idiot, clicked on something else before I had a chance to copy the entry, thereby erasing the whole damn thing. I am so. Awesome.
As the kids say: fuXx0r! Rawr.
So. What was I saying? Oh, yeah. So, obviously, I put some pictures in the photoset today (Exhibit A: previous entry). I was unusually nervous about this, not so much because I'm concerned that one of you, my dear, upstanding readers, would do something unsavory, but because you never know who you're going to run into on the Internet, vast though it may be. I'm sure eventually, someone--one of my friends--will manage to follow this from an LJ or search engine somewhere, and will see that lovely icon I have (I really am quite proud of it) and go "OMG CAVATICA YOU'RE WEARING A V-STRING ON THE INTERNET WE'RE NOT FRIENDS ANYMORE." And, hey, fuck you, too, petty-person-who-is-not-deserving-of-my-friendship-so-HA.
But here's the thing: While I'm not at all ashamed of my body (and, hell, I didn't even post the Good Pictures), I wouldn't take a stroll in the buff across campus, you know? (Well, maybe you don't know. Maybe some of you rather enjoy going naked on-campus. I commend you for this. I, personally, would not.)
But, more than anything, it would be one huge pain in the derriere to deal with some ultra-conservative, self-righteous asshat who is repulsed at the thought that I might actually be--gasp--a SEXUAL BEING.
ph34r +3h s3xX0rz!!11!1threeminustwo
(That will never happen again.)
"omg skin!!"
"Well, yeah, but it's not like I--"
"omg skin!!!"
"Yes, but--"
"OMG SKIN!1!!"
"--but I didn't even show--"
"OMGOMGOMG!!1!!!"
"...I hate you."
You know? Yeah. Want to avoid that particular aggravation, k thx. Yay for membership-only pictures and entries.
And, uh, stuff. Spent most of the day, as I have spent most of my weekdays for the last two months, chatting with Nolan_Void online. Ran to Kinko's (actually, that's a lie: I drove) to make copies of the plans for this addition we've been wanting to add forever, so Mom can lob them off to the company we've got our eye on and get an estimate. It was the most productive thing I've done all day.
It's raining like a mofo (that's right, I said it: mofo), which is great because, even though it rained in a rather mofoish fashion yesterday, the air was dry and dirty again today, and needed a good douching (you know you're all about that imagery).
Tomorrow: 3,000 mile maintenance on the car. Tuesday: SCHOOL! Fucking. Yes.
That is all.
(Edited like, a million bajillion times. Give or take.)
P.S. -- And OH MY GOD, SG posted an interview with Zach Braff?! My love for this site grows by the minute...
As the kids say: fuXx0r! Rawr.
So. What was I saying? Oh, yeah. So, obviously, I put some pictures in the photoset today (Exhibit A: previous entry). I was unusually nervous about this, not so much because I'm concerned that one of you, my dear, upstanding readers, would do something unsavory, but because you never know who you're going to run into on the Internet, vast though it may be. I'm sure eventually, someone--one of my friends--will manage to follow this from an LJ or search engine somewhere, and will see that lovely icon I have (I really am quite proud of it) and go "OMG CAVATICA YOU'RE WEARING A V-STRING ON THE INTERNET WE'RE NOT FRIENDS ANYMORE." And, hey, fuck you, too, petty-person-who-is-not-deserving-of-my-friendship-so-HA.
But here's the thing: While I'm not at all ashamed of my body (and, hell, I didn't even post the Good Pictures), I wouldn't take a stroll in the buff across campus, you know? (Well, maybe you don't know. Maybe some of you rather enjoy going naked on-campus. I commend you for this. I, personally, would not.)
But, more than anything, it would be one huge pain in the derriere to deal with some ultra-conservative, self-righteous asshat who is repulsed at the thought that I might actually be--gasp--a SEXUAL BEING.
ph34r +3h s3xX0rz!!11!1threeminustwo
(That will never happen again.)
"omg skin!!"
"Well, yeah, but it's not like I--"
"omg skin!!!"
"Yes, but--"
"OMG SKIN!1!!"
"--but I didn't even show--"
"OMGOMGOMG!!1!!!"
"...I hate you."
You know? Yeah. Want to avoid that particular aggravation, k thx. Yay for membership-only pictures and entries.
And, uh, stuff. Spent most of the day, as I have spent most of my weekdays for the last two months, chatting with Nolan_Void online. Ran to Kinko's (actually, that's a lie: I drove) to make copies of the plans for this addition we've been wanting to add forever, so Mom can lob them off to the company we've got our eye on and get an estimate. It was the most productive thing I've done all day.
It's raining like a mofo (that's right, I said it: mofo), which is great because, even though it rained in a rather mofoish fashion yesterday, the air was dry and dirty again today, and needed a good douching (you know you're all about that imagery).
Tomorrow: 3,000 mile maintenance on the car. Tuesday: SCHOOL! Fucking. Yes.
That is all.
(Edited like, a million bajillion times. Give or take.)
P.S. -- And OH MY GOD, SG posted an interview with Zach Braff?! My love for this site grows by the minute...