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glass_icarus) wrote2010-10-29 11:26 am
glass_icarus) wrote2010-10-29 11:26 am
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tired again
Three things that made me happy and one thing that didn't:
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cherrybina's bb!JGL spam!
+robanybody's Ain't Gotta Flaunt For Me, awesome awesome Hawaii 5-O fic: Danny/Kono with Kono & Chin's family shenanigans to boot! Also, Kono is the best ever. &hearts If H5O were more the Chin-and-Kono show, I would watch the shit out of it despite my general apathy towards the setup- I am a cop show kind of girl, but not so much this cop show, DDK & Grace Park notwithstanding. Woe!
+ Current can't-stop-listening: La Pastillita- Chino y Nacho... although you may want to keep in mind that I don't know Spanish. >.> (IDK, am I the only one who's never been in the habit of listening to music for the lyrics??)
- This makes my teeth itch, and I can't even bring myself to watch the ad in question.
(Dear America, the United States of which I am a part: It is so nice to know that hundreds of years later you still think we are a terrifying inscrutable horde that will descend upon you like a cloud of locust-like stereotypes, yellow peril, yellow devils, Asian invasion, evil commies, ninja assassins, tiny mechanical people with "ugly flat alien faces" who "eat cats and dogs" and are cheapskates and speak either too loudly and with incomprehensible fortune cookie accents, or not at all. I suppose it's too much to comprehend that we have no interest in hostile takeovers simply because we belong to religions other than Christianity and to societies that are not capitalist and to languages other than English and to ourselves instead of- and sometimes as well as- you; that you are not the center of our universe even though we cannot help but acknowledge your presence in it. Don't think that your words and silences and actions and inactions mean nothing, shape nothing, when only the tiniest fraction of their incalculable weight rests on your shoulders. Don't think so highly of yourself that you can imagine no other way but yours, no other road than this.)
In other news, it's my mom's birthday today, so what with that and my incredibly low-energy state and all the writing I have to get done this weekend despite my words falling out of my head, I will probably be around/interacting even more sporadically than usual. &hearts &hearts!
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cherrybina's bb!JGL spam!+
robanybody's Ain't Gotta Flaunt For Me, awesome awesome Hawaii 5-O fic: Danny/Kono with Kono & Chin's family shenanigans to boot! Also, Kono is the best ever. &hearts If H5O were more the Chin-and-Kono show, I would watch the shit out of it despite my general apathy towards the setup- I am a cop show kind of girl, but not so much this cop show, DDK & Grace Park notwithstanding. Woe!+ Current can't-stop-listening: La Pastillita- Chino y Nacho... although you may want to keep in mind that I don't know Spanish. >.> (IDK, am I the only one who's never been in the habit of listening to music for the lyrics??)
- This makes my teeth itch, and I can't even bring myself to watch the ad in question.
(Dear America, the United States of which I am a part: It is so nice to know that hundreds of years later you still think we are a terrifying inscrutable horde that will descend upon you like a cloud of locust-like stereotypes, yellow peril, yellow devils, Asian invasion, evil commies, ninja assassins, tiny mechanical people with "ugly flat alien faces" who "eat cats and dogs" and are cheapskates and speak either too loudly and with incomprehensible fortune cookie accents, or not at all. I suppose it's too much to comprehend that we have no interest in hostile takeovers simply because we belong to religions other than Christianity and to societies that are not capitalist and to languages other than English and to ourselves instead of- and sometimes as well as- you; that you are not the center of our universe even though we cannot help but acknowledge your presence in it. Don't think that your words and silences and actions and inactions mean nothing, shape nothing, when only the tiniest fraction of their incalculable weight rests on your shoulders. Don't think so highly of yourself that you can imagine no other way but yours, no other road than this.)
In other news, it's my mom's birthday today, so what with that and my incredibly low-energy state and all the writing I have to get done this weekend despite my words falling out of my head, I will probably be around/interacting even more sporadically than usual. &hearts &hearts!