Is everybody in cyber-land coming out to play yet? I can never figure out the wacky time/space continuum of this place.

(For my Dreamwidth peeps, I'm just crossposting now, and I'm about to put up the Sons of Anarchy primer/picspam I posted on LJ a couple of days ago.)

I spent a happy couple of hours yesterday playing around with my profile because I finally discovered that nothing in the world can stop me from filling it up with as many shiny, pretty things as I want.

So, yay?

I made a little picture bar through the centre out of images found at myheart, which I enjoyed thoroughly, so if anybody wants me to throw one together for them around a theme or just using my basic instincts on you (which ... is not as murderous as it sounds), ask away!

Also, I am currently doped up on painkillers, so take advantage of me before I get back into my right mind. Spinny chairs are fun. You know what movie is awesome? Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls. Forget Citizen Kane, that shit's a masterpiece.


I had a little meta spazz with the wondrous egregiouslypink about Gossip Girl, which I adore, by the way, and so here are some of my thoughts - including spoilers for the latest ep - lifted from her comments and loosely grouped around subject matter and variations of insantiy.

( The Hurt Locket: Because Gossip Girl would be infinitely better if it took place in a warzone. )

Also, for all those crazy kids on my flist who are into Sons of Anarchy, here's the rockin' theme song:

This Life - Curtis Stigers & The Forest Rangers

Context.

Jason Jones: I'M SORRY, I MUST HAVE BLOOD IN MY EAR.

Oh Daily Show, never change.

( And now a Supernatural AU of the Political/Punditry fandom has eaten my brain. )

And now, because there is a magnificent one brewing over the ocean, a mix of songs that I, for whatever reason, associate with thunderstorms:



( Songs for lovers of thunder and the norms of storms. )