Another six-week wait to see what's going on. God I'm a twat.

Shit I'll be going over this blog/journal:
My language hasn't improved(the twat exclusive), Hot Fuzz/Shaun of the Dead, American Gangster the novelization and I read too much everything, Prison Break will KILL YOUR ASS, my ex and why I like him, Torchwood and OTPs, and why I'm straight on the road to hell because of fairy tales.

Language - So, I've got a foul fucking mouth. I mean seriously, you've all go no idea how bad my language really is, because I'm relatively tame on the 'net so long as I'm not too pissed-I've made a point to stop blogging when I'm pissed because a bunch of bullshit comes out and I regret most of it later-but for some reason in real life when I'm speaking, I just 'fuck shit piss bitch cunt twat damn hell' and 'cock' it up. I can't understand what the big deal about the words is, but apparently they offend people who aren't used to them. Well, fuck those fucking twat bitches, because my words are my choice, right? Not my fault some tightwads can't get it up enough to get laid and loosen their cunts a bit. So I shall continue to use 'naughty' language and laugh my metaphorical balls off every time someone yells at me and tells me I've got a filthy mouth.

Hot Fuzz/Shaun of the Dead - Okay, so it took a lot of prodding from my best friend for me to finally see these fucking movies, and now that I have I'm shocked that I waited for so long. Like 'Kiss Kiss Bang Bang', I couldn't stop laughing the entire way though Hot Fuzz, and Shaun of the Dead was amazing in all the right places. If you haven't seen either of these movies, do it now because it's totally worth it. Nicholas Angel is possibly the best cop character I've seen in a movie, because normally they're pricks and I hate them-real life and cinematically. Amazingly enough the violence was enough to make me shiver and squeal, and still crave more. Only one part in each film made me actually look away and cringe, but after I got over the shock of seeing someone being ripped to shreds while still alive and seeing another guy get his head smashed in by a spire I re-wound it about thirty or forty fuckin' times. Y'know, I always forget how fucking awesome British Comedy is because of the hiatus' I take. But they're both well worth it, definitely.

American Gangster/Reading habits - Okay, so I bought this book with all intent of cracking it straight open and reading. Well, I'm only on chapter one and let me tell you, it's damned near impossiable to keep my slash muscle on straight. I'm already doing things I damned well shouldn't, and know I shouldn't, but JESUS. They're giving me no choice here, really. But fuck all if it isn't fun. I've also been reading my ass off lately as I usually do in school. From Ironside to Son of the Mob, I've been popping books like gobstoppers. Ironside was BITCHIN', by the by. Some sexual tension realized that really was in need, and a fanfiction coming from it because I'm a dyke/douche/twat/whatever else you can call me. Son of the Mob was alright, it had that romance that I don't really like but it was still a neat little book. Good for someone just looking for mafia fiction without all the classy resonance of something...y'know...classy. Fuck all if I plan on quitting any time soon, but I think I should take a break from the books, because as we all know it's damned near impossiable to find fanfiction on fiction and even more of a pain in the ass to write your own when you're as lazy as I am and unwilling to copy the style of the book.

Prison Break - So, season three started recently. Only three episodes in and I've already gone and busted a fanfiction nut and found a new OTP. Lecheddy(moniker courtesy of that unholy twat Ashton whom I love) is definitely the worst thing I've ever shipped, but damn if they don't make it too easy. I know some people are behind me so I'm not going to ruin anything from the episodes, but Christ wagons. It's been a good season, and come Monday, everyone in America will know if it's the greatest season ever or be really pissed off. Fuck you, MiSa shippers, no one likes you. Michael is turning into a woman and I'm wondering if he needs a tampon because it looks like it's the Scofield time of the month. Alex's infamous totally-gay-but-great-hair moment came early in the season, first episode, but it's not gonna be the last. Now, I could go on and on about Lincoln, but I'll leave it at this: he ain't as dumb as we seem to think. Jodi Lyn O'Keefe is FUCKING BEAUTIFUL and I want to bone her as Susan Bitch, but I think I'll leave that until the season finale. To cut this short, season three isn't as big a disappointment as it could've been, but all questions will be answered with this next week as to weather I'll keep watching as good-natured as I have been.

Dayne - Okay, so yeah, I may still love the guy. But not in that 'I want to bang you and bear your babies' way. I think I'm finally over him romantically. I got the chance to see him again today when he got into an accident. Car accident caused by a FUCKING COP. Now you understand why I don't like them. The cop turns on his lights and speeds up to avoid getting stuck at a red light. The woman in front of Dayne slams on her breaks, and his ain't so well so he rear ends her. She's a little bumper banged, and his car is all kinds of cocked up in the front. Poor baby. He didn't realize I was standing there, watching the entire thing while he pulled in behind the woman he hit, the cop following. This fucking pig pins all the blame on Dayne, and he's gonna have to get an attorney and shit. I went over to see him and we talked for a few minutes. The entire time he was grinning at me like I was the worst possible witness to this grievance, and I remembered why I was attracted to him in the first place. Jesus Christ, I hate cops.

Torchwood/OTP hell - I have a Jack/Ianto limb. LIMB. Torchwood is one of the cutest and frustrating series I've seen in the last few years, and because of this I'm attracted on all levels. Jack/Ianto seems to be the general consensus, but there are those party crashers who think Jack belongs with Gwen or even Tosh. -rolls her eyes- Why to these het fans have to destroy everything beautiful? So far I'm like, three or five episodes in, so I don't know too much about the series, but I do like it. Hopefully it'll come out on DVD before season two starts, because I know I'm far behind. I wanna at least know what's who by the time we get to that glorious second season, even if I have spoiled the ending for myself. My OTP's are getting all screwed up in my head, which is bad because the point of having an OTP is the shipping of ONE. I think we're all breaking that rule though, so fuck off. It's still fun.

Pavement to Hell - My teacher is a blessed angel of blackened hell. She has assigned us a project to write our own fairy tale twists to classics. I've chosen 'Snow White and Rose Red' from the Grimm Brothers. Wouldn't you know it, I'm the one with the boner for slash in class. I've turned the girls to boys, the princes to thief's, and the totally platonic relationships into hellishly tragic fuck ups. I'm turning all this in to my teacher, and while no one out-and-out makes gay love, it's pretty fucking obvious because of the blatant holding in the end that nothing is platonic in my sick little mind. Twincest, underage, and even almost-beastality in this fucking ill willed fairy tale I've created make for one of the best things I've ever written. Maybe I'll tag it up on a journal some day, but until then you'll all have to just take my word for it-I'm a fucking degenerate and I'm mucking up happily ever after.

That's pretty much all I'm going to say for now because I'm tired of writing this fucking thing. I've been at it for a shade over half and hour, and I think you're all bored with me anyway. I'll be back whenever the fuck. See you all next blog.