OK, OK, I've been reading Fight Club and I've never seen the movie.
What. The. Fuck, Palahnuik? I WANT THE DRUGS YOU HAVE.
Seriously. Or the critics, I mean, from what I've heard and what I've read—it's nothing like what I'd expected. I want all of their stashes, kthnxbaaaai...(too much coffee)
On a side-note, I've been writing again. Though I've swayed from the Green Day fandom. I'm reading a lot of The Daily Show/The Colbert Report, House, Scrubs, I'm trying to find Beerfest slash, ect., ect..
I have two fics in progress that I'm focussing on; an OC and a House. I'll post them up when they're stable.
I'm also doing some graphics and such, I'll post them...when I feel the need to be productive. I guess I should get to work on that...nah.
Oh, and congrats to Mothu and Ruli, the happy couple. Cheers to you both—here's to long nights involving booze and drunken fumbles. :D
- Music:"Cry! Cry! Cry!" - Johnny Cash