quidditchgrrl

A bunch of random drivel:

Oh, Stephen, Paul and Amy, how much do I love you? ( Let me count the ways. )

I've been reading an inordinate amount of Harry/Draco slash lately. By inordinate, I mean I'm actually reading it. Well, like two novel-length fanfics: Transfigurations by resonant8 and Left My Heart by emmagrant01. Pretty good. Proof that one CAN read any pairing so long as it's well-written.

Also, this fic has me tied up in knots of several different sizes. So angsty!

Thing the fourth: I hate the Christmahanukwanzukkah season. Really. I do. When is January 3rd, again, so we can put all this crass commercialism back into the closet? Bah. Humbug.

One more thing. The soundtrack to The Last Kiss is the best thing to happen to soundtracks for a long, long time.

That is all.

Okay, I'm not going to panic and angst over the fact that my SWC box set just shipped today and I might not get it until Friday.

Nope, not going to think about it. Not. *consoles self with Lewis Black standup CD*

Lately I've been discovering these strange music genres and bands that I never knew existed. Or, if I did, never paid attention to before.

This week: The Coup, Built to Spill, Rachael Sage, and Purple City. Strangely, the Purple City tracks I burned last week have disappeared from my PC. (I suspect Bill Gates monitors my music burning.)

I also, finally, painfully, admitted to myself that I like Death Cab For Cutie, after five years of denial. I never had a problem liking Postal Service.

Question: does anyone know about a song that has "Miss new booty" in it? These three words were in my head, complete with background, but I have NO IDEA where I would have heard such a thing. Help?

Back to watching your SWC box sets and mocking me.