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This is perhaps the single most badass thrift find ever.

I am jealous, and I wouldn't even care if I got radiation poisoning because that amazing glowing red radiation button would distract me with its terrifying awesomeness.

On another note, I think [livejournal.com profile] ontdcreepy is making my life creepier (their FFAs are so amazing. I didn't know I how easily addictive weird EVPs were until now.). Last night I woke up to somebody screaming outside in the street. Then, whoever it was starting laughing and singing... so yeah, that made it worse, but it also meant nobody was getting shanked. I think. I mean, they were probably drunk or high or god knows what. Probably. :/

Also, I LOL'D. Then I was terrified. People hire evil clowns to stalk, send creepy texts, and phone people threatening messages ... not as an act of revenge, but as a BIRTHDAY GIFT. WHAT. .
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So, I'm a ARG horror vlogs fan. I just love the whole "this is fucking crazy, let's go investigate that ABANDONED HOUSE OVER THERE it's probably totally safe" atmosphere. I mean, Marble Hornets is possibly the best homemade ARG on the "Slenderman" meme yet. The filming is a little cheesy and predictable at times, but it's redeemed when I remember that this series is totally on a budget and it still scares me a lot more than most blockbuster horror flicks. Someone on the Something Awful Forums was kind enough to file all Marble Hornet's vids together (along with the spectacularly creepy vid responses of "totheark").

I usually like the ARG vlogs that try to be weird for the sake of being weird, not because they're part of a viral marketing campaign. (Not that ARG marketing campaigns aren't entertaining or anything. Back in the day, Cloverfield's ARG scared the crap out of me. I just usually like the homemade ARGs more.)

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You know what I miss? Writing Batman ficlets for batfic100 (which is now defunct).
For two reasons-
1. Restricting my fics to 100 words apiece was a challenge, but it helped my writing style. It kind of, sort of cured me of Flowery Prose Syndrome.
2.  I miss Batman minific. ):   .... (Well, okay, I was mostly writing noir-ish crap about drug dealing ecoterrorists and sociopathic psychiatrists via Scarecrow and Ivy. It's been said before that Batman is the least interesting character in the mythos, and he's just a tool to allow the villains to shine. I don't agree, really, since I like Bruce even if he can be either a colossal mangst machine or someone who has the emotional intelligence of a squashed apricot.)
... Also, I miss Alfred.
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.... Because, damn, "Rachel's Song" is making me sad. (It's beautiful. Vangelis is awesome. But, still.)

In further random news, I now have a $1 bill that has "I heard that motherfucker had like...30 goddamned dicks" scribbled in blue ink next to Washington's handsome face. Life is full of lovely surprises.

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Post ten of any pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive.

* NO CAPTIONS!!! It must be like we're speaking with images and we have to interpret your visual language just like we have to interpret your words. *

They must ALREADY be on your hard drive - no googling or flickr! They have to have been saved to your folders sometime in the past. They must be something you've saved there because it resonated with you for some reason

. * You do NOT have to answer any questions about any of your pictures if you don't want to. You can make them as mysterious as you like. Or you can explain them away as much as you like.


Cut for gingers, olympics, etc. )


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Title: "Stakeout"
Words: 953
Warnings: None.
Summary: The year is 1966. A stakeout gets boring, so Walter-as-Rorschach and Dan end up bickering about the Beatles talking. Bonus, Rorschach complains about those goddamned hippies.
Read more... )

60s > 00s

Jan. 7th, 2010 09:06 pm
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Recently, I've been thinking of something positive to say about the noughties.

Since I had nothing nice to say about this clusterfuck excuse for a decade, I've decided to focus on another and entirely more badass decade-- the 60s!

The FIERCE levels radiating from these fashions are through the roof. Seriously, when did everyone become so boring?

Garage bands are probably my favorite part of that 60s (granted, garage bands' prime heyday was in the 70s-80s, but the garage band movement really started in the 60s). Most of these bands weren't very successful (if they were sort of lucky, they could maybe land a small label 45 and score some airplay with local channels), but I love them because of their style/rhythm. Here's a clip from Patti's Groove's "It Won't Last Long":

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Seriously. Am I the only one who thinks they hired Rorschach as a copywriter for khaki pants campaigns??


Holy shit, man. Not before I have my coffee. Remember, this is ... an advert for khaki pants. KHAKI PANTS, people.

(P.S. I love how it says "THE WORLD DECIDED IT NO LONGER NEEDED MEN", because obviously "the world" is code for "the women". BECAUSE WOMEN RUIN EVERYTHING OMG AND THEY HAVE COOTIES, YUCK.......)
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Finals are coming up and of course -- there is a shit storm of work they are dumping suddenly on us. THANKS.  Oh thanks so fucking much.

Meanwhile, I'm becoming cynical and apathetic.
 I'm not even in my 20s yet  (I've still got another month before I'm 20, dammit) and I'm starting to sound like a jaded divorcee with a drinking/nicotine problem.

WHERE IS THE INNOCENT HOPE OF YOUTH? Well, I guess, I ... don't have it. D:
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It rained like crazy today, partially flooding the sidewalks...
and I wore high heels. Yep. Well, actually they were leather high heels so they kept my feet nice and covered, without making me look like a cheap hooker (uh, at least, I thought I looked pretty classy anyway)... and plus my pants stayed dry and mud-less... which is just how I like my pants thank you very much. And I felt amazing being so effing tall. The world looks so different at 5'9" compared to my usual, average 5'6"-ness.

 I'm starting to see the logic behind why heels were even invented in the first place.
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I'm freezing my ass off, since the heater is broken
I should probably start my Othello paper sometime soon, but I'm a lazyperson and it's TGIF (oh, fuck, no it isn't... it's actually 1:57 AM Saturday... meh)
Also, DAMN YOU, HIPPY ROOM MATE (just kidding... I adore her) STOP DUMPING YOUR ORGANICALLY-WEAVED CLOTHES EVERYWHERE. AND OTHER "ORGANIC" THINGS, IF YOU CATCH MY DRIFT. I LOVE YOU BUT STOP BEING SUCH A HIPPY. IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S THE '60S ANYMORE (I wish... this generation is lazy and needs to get up off the couch every so often, jesus christ) DAMMIT.

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Aug. 20th, 2009 10:40 pm
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under here )
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So, I just took one of those Jungian quizzes online; I am a ISTJ.

That's pretty much what I expected.

Basically, an ISTJ means I'm a very SRS BSNS person. Which is actually true IRL, especially when it comes to school and work. This journal is really a place for me to vent out my fandom craziness, so I can be serious later.

BTW, it is my quilty pleasure to take these Jungian quizzes while pretending to be my favorite fandom/literary characters. It's more fun than it should be.
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Retro-Futurism is what I really, really want the future to look like. Technologically advanced, yet classy... with lots of martinis and fedoras and pencil skirts. Goddammit, I know it's stupid and idealistic ... but you have to admit that the optimism people felt during the 1950s -60s about technology was adorable and somewhat magical.

We need to start making hovering, chrome-covered Pontiacs, STAT. If cars could freaking hover, it would bring the American automobile industry out of the funk it's currently in. Airtight logic, yes? Yes.

ROCKETSHIP Subways?? Yes, please.

A Retro-Futuristic Phonebooth.... made totally obsolete by cellphones :(

Everything here was found at this wonderful website:
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Ah, steampunk. My love.

I wish that our modern contraptions were powered by steam and sheer creativity. . .  some of the gadgets steampunkers have conjured up are beyond this world, honestly.

YouTube? Never heard of it!

YouKinetoscope, on the other hand...

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... I have to admit Quentin Tarantino + WWII = my mind blown. I mean, as much as I am truly, truly sick of WWII movies in general... I love this already.

(P.S. The Theatrical Inglourious Bastards trailer is the best out of all the tailers, trufax. )

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