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So, yeah, last night Boy-on-Boy Action was being an absolute moron. A while back, when that whole thing about Colin's cock getting the shaft (pun intended, because ha!), I read that news story at work and laughed about it with a couple of people. Unfortunately, Boy-on-Boy Action was in the room at the time. Now, every time he's in the room with me for more than five seconds, he mentions Colin Farrell as if doing so will cause me to salivate wildly and hump the nearest stationary object.

Last night, I was looking at something online when Boy-on-Boy Action comes into the room. "Oh, great," I think, and sure enough, a minute later --

BoBA: "So, you seen that cut shot of Colin Farrell yet?"
Me: "No."
BoBA: "You know, it's going to be on the DVD."
Me: "No, it's not."
BoBA: "Sure, it is."
Me: "No, it's not. The director already said so."
BoBA: "Well, did you go looking for it online yet?"
Me: "Jesus, if I want to see Colin Farrell's cock, I'll just call him and ask. I'll sure he'd just come straight over and whip it out."

I've discovered that shocking the hell out of Boy-on-Boy Action shuts him up quite nicely. Next time he says anything about Colin Farrell, I'm going to ask him why he's so totally obsessed with Colin Farrell's ginormous, Tokyo-destroying cock like a fawning thirteen-year-old fangirl. In those exact words. That'll shut him up.

The urge to turn the Q&A reviews into a book is driving me nuts, but in a good way. I like this thought waaaaaaaaay too much.

Also, called my parents yesterday and realized it's been over a month since I talked to them last. Oops. Told them I probably wasn't coming home for Old Home Week, which sucks beyond the telling of it, and also forgot to mention my Amazon wish list to my mother. That'd probably be a good thing to do, since she shops for Christmas in August sometimes and my birthday is in two months anyway. (I'm going to tell her to tell other people to buy stuff off of it, which at least I can be sure she'll do. Especially if I don't tell her anything I want. ;))

Oh, and this round of the Pairing List should, if all goes well, spawn something like 125 fics. *mind boggles*

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A Salon article about that "Terror in the Skies, Again?" thing that's been going around. I didn't read it when I saw the links to it, mostly because nearly everybody's reaction to it that I could see was, "OMG, I'm never getting on a plane again!" and I'm terrified enough of planes as it is.

But now that I've read it, I'm disgusted. Seriously. I mean, I'm a little conspiracy theorist at the best of times, but I don't think I've ever been this paranoid. *eye roll*

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Ugh. I don't know whether it was the bus ride or the Excedrin I took today, but I so feel like I'm about to vomit. I may even go to bed early just for the rest. (You guys who've emailed me in the past day or so, I swear I'm not ignoring you, I'm just trying not to throw up right now. Blech.)