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Dec. 31st, 2009 04:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyOMG, New Year's Eve! I can't think of the last time I've been so eager to ring down the curtain on a particular year.
"I'ma push old father 2009 down on the front lawn as the reaper makes for him, and sit on his legs to make sure that skinny sumbeeyotch with the scythe actually gets the job done. Then I'ma cut off his head and his right hand and take out his heart and bury him face down at a crossroads with a stake through his heart. Then I'm gonna re-route a stream to pass over his gravesite so he's always beneath running water. I want to encase this decade's final resting place in cement, inside which I'll put a nuclear waste container. I want to invent universally understood pictographs to ensure that nobody ever, ever, ever opens that vault too. I want 2009 to be dubbed "the year we don't speak of" for all time, like that Egyptian pharaoh that everybody got so mad at that they went in after they'd killed him and hacked up any statue bearing his likeness and chiseled out any mention of his name ANYWHERE. That. I am that level of OVER IT about 2009." (from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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dimethirwen)
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But not to sound like too much of a negative Nancy, I've been having tons of fun playing with this little game thatkaraokegal alerted me to:
Think of a famous person, then answer 20 questions and see if the genie can deduce your person. It's surprisingly good at it! (And yes, it *did* eventually get JDM.)
Had a final spasm of creative energy last night and coughed up a 500 word coda to My Bloody Valentine. That gives me a total of 19 stories posted at the Pit of Voles this year (not including last year's Yuletide, or this one). Maybe I can come up with one more just to get it up to a nice, round number....
I'm disappointed to hear that Tavern on the Green is closing. Add that to the list of NY landmarks I've missed out on: CBGBs, Studio 54---oh well, I probably couldn't afford a sandwich there, let alone dinner.
Speaking of which, I've got some pork chops, sauerkraut and some black-eyed peas for dinner tomorrow. Luck, damn it!
Have a great 2010, y'all!
"I'ma push old father 2009 down on the front lawn as the reaper makes for him, and sit on his legs to make sure that skinny sumbeeyotch with the scythe actually gets the job done. Then I'ma cut off his head and his right hand and take out his heart and bury him face down at a crossroads with a stake through his heart. Then I'm gonna re-route a stream to pass over his gravesite so he's always beneath running water. I want to encase this decade's final resting place in cement, inside which I'll put a nuclear waste container. I want to invent universally understood pictographs to ensure that nobody ever, ever, ever opens that vault too. I want 2009 to be dubbed "the year we don't speak of" for all time, like that Egyptian pharaoh that everybody got so mad at that they went in after they'd killed him and hacked up any statue bearing his likeness and chiseled out any mention of his name ANYWHERE. That. I am that level of OVER IT about 2009." (from
metaquotes by way of dimethirwen)But not to sound like too much of a negative Nancy, I've been having tons of fun playing with this little game that
karaokegal alerted me to:Think of a famous person, then answer 20 questions and see if the genie can deduce your person. It's surprisingly good at it! (And yes, it *did* eventually get JDM.)
Had a final spasm of creative energy last night and coughed up a 500 word coda to My Bloody Valentine. That gives me a total of 19 stories posted at the Pit of Voles this year (not including last year's Yuletide, or this one). Maybe I can come up with one more just to get it up to a nice, round number....
I'm disappointed to hear that Tavern on the Green is closing. Add that to the list of NY landmarks I've missed out on: CBGBs, Studio 54---oh well, I probably couldn't afford a sandwich there, let alone dinner.
Speaking of which, I've got some pork chops, sauerkraut and some black-eyed peas for dinner tomorrow. Luck, damn it!
Have a great 2010, y'all!