So I finished my homework for about the week (yay!!!) and after sleeping for 11 straight hours (more yay!!!), I decided to come here and squee about TV shows. Specifically, Glee and The Office.

( Has your soul been taken over by caffeinated space aliens? )

And then The Office...
( The boat was plan C... )

And with that, I am off to chill out some more. And get some homework done, because I seriously can't do any more weeks like this one. Kids, don't procrastinate. Learn from my mistakes.

Guys! Guys!! HIMYM season 5 starts in a mere 15 minutes!!!!!!!

I was going to do this like... hours ago. And I haven't put tons of thought into this. But the following is my brief list of demands wish list for the new season:

( Dear Craig and Carter... )

It's 7:59, so that's my cue to leave. Peace out, suckers!!!! Redux to come after the episode airs. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!!!!

Dudes, this is my 200th entry!!

So since I failed at commemmorating entry 100 and I've been doing nothing but bitch all summer (or that's what it feels like, anyway), let's make this entry a bit more cheerful, eh? Even though my summer's going to be over tomorrow. After it kind of only started yesterday. But regardless! My new JFK icon is making me happy (as is Clone High in general), and I had a really good day today, and I just got some awesome fandom news, so I'm in a good mood! You might not actually get much emo whining this time! =D

Starting with my happy fandom news: ( HIMYM season 5 spoilers under the cut! ) Okay, I'm done. =D

Onto life stuff!

( Summer 2009, in memoriam )

This spreadsheet has been downloading for an hour and a half. LITERALLY. AN HOUR. AND A HALF. I hate this computer.

Hence the random middle-of-workday update. Not really much to report. Spent most of yesterday doing HIMYM Awards stuff very VERY belatedly. Luckily, now Lark's my fellow mod-god and can keep me in check! &hearts

But really, the real reason I wanted to make this post is because I GOT TAGGED ON TV TROPES, Y'ALL.

*dances in her swively office chair*

Yeah, I was way more spazzy on MSN last night.

BUT STILL. OMG. SO EXCITING. SO! EXCITING!!!!!!!

This is kind of like that time when they mentioned my games theory on legen-waitforit.com way back in the day, ONLY BETTER. Because my fanfic totally got quoted alongside Homestar Runner and Yu-Gi-Oh!!!!!!!!!!!! *continues the office chair Numa Numa dance*

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That TOTALLY made my day yesterday. Obviously. ^_^


ETA: Why are DVD sets so bloody EXPENSIVE? And why do I have the need to own so many of them? If I get all the sets I want, I'll be out almost $150. That is worth fifteen hours of staring at the still-loading-two-hours-later-OMFG spreadsheet of DOOM! But on the other hand, it's TV. And I could watch the episodes over and over and over to my heart's content. GAH. STUPID LACK OF IMPULSE CONTROL.

I know that like everyone on the flist is posting this exact same news, but it's so amazing it bears repeating like a billion times:

DOLLHOUSE GOT A SEASON 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And so did Castle, which I desperately need to catch up on.

BUT DUDE!!! DOLLHOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*runs around flailing like a crazy thing*

Okay. Now I must return to writing my last paper of my sophomore year. By 11 AM tomorrow I will officially be halfway done with college. That's kind of a scary thought.



(ps- who here watches The Office? And how much do all of you Officers want to marry Jim Halpert right now?!?!?

Because I do! This |_________________| much!!!!!! =D)

You know how most of my entries are either on a fandom *cough*HIMYM*cough* or how much school sucks? This is that rare entry that's on both.

So... I'm in the middle of revising a 20-page research proposal right now. My topic: fandoms, and their effect on people's identities, psychology, and overall consciousness. As of right now, I have 15 pages of incoherent jumble left over from my first attempt on this subject back in March. I got a 60 out of 100 on the draft. That really sucked hard.

But this time, it's different. Because I actually read my sources and made a pretty outline! Big thanks to darlingchaos for giving this thing a once-over already, btw. =D

A couple of you have expressed interest in reading this sucker when all's said and done. For now, here's the outline to whet your appetites:

( Outline!! )

So yeah. I get to spend alllllll day tomorrow working on making this into a coherent... thing. Oh joy. But if anyone has any last-minute suggestions on how to make this thing a little better, I'd be glad to hear them!

Followup to the convo Barney and Robin had once Ted left the hospital room. You'll see.

( In which Barney and Ted have a heart-to-heart. Sort of. )

*dies from awesomeness of the RP*

I've written an 18-page-long research paper in less than 48 hours. That's right. Worship me and my awesome sk1llz.

Anyway, the first draft of my fandom paper is done, and it's terrible. Seriously. I rambled for something like ten straight pages about the subculture surrounding LJ, and I think more than half my paper ended up completely contradicting my thesis. Good thing that was only a draft!

If anyone's interested, I can post my paper on here once I revise it and it stops sucking. Or at least the outline, since the paper's, you know, really ridiculously long.

Anyway, it feels REALLY good to finally be done with that. Now all I have to do is finish revising my script, and it'll be spring break! FINALLY!! I'm so excited to finally go home... I haven't been there since New Years, which feels like literally forever ago.

Good lord, my room's a wreck. That's one of the side effects of a 48-hour research-paper-a-thon. I should probably clean up before my friend comes over for Lost (new episode tonight! Yay!!!).

Because I've watched quite a bit of new stuff recently that deserves to go in my blog. And also, I really, really don't feel like revising my script. But when have I ever?

( Hang on, stop the track--Eugene, stop the track! )


Lastly, like many other people on my flist, I'm going to pimp this amazing How I Met Your Mother fic, Metal Heart, out to all of you who might have missed it. This story left me dead from the awesome, and, much like the rest of you, kind of made me want to give up writing forever. (Though I don't think that'd be much of a loss. =P) All of you on my flist who don't watch HIMYM should a) start and b) read this... it's fairly long (3 parts) and has a quite a bit of sex in it, but... it's incredible. Seriously.

Can't put it off any longer... Onto my script! =P

Hey, losers. How's not playing laser tag?

Because PLAYING laser tag is AWESOME!!



...That is all. =)

So I'm just getting into Firefly, and I was watching the episode "Safe" where Simon flashes back to his childhood, and guess who plays young Simon?

Zac Efron. In his first-ever acting role.

Yes, I am easily amused.

...can't ...miss... any of... the action...

( We have to go BACK! AGAIN!!!!!!! )

Bet you didn't think I'd use THAT icon for this one, didja?!

( That's awf...some. )

The Horrible DVD FINALLY came in my mail today. *cheers ecstatically* And oh man, is it awesome.

( Songs can hurt like a fist. )

My winter term class (called gender issues in cinema) looks like it's going to be interesting AND easy. Awesome combination, right? Half of it is sitting there and watching movies, there aren't a lot of readings, and there isn't a lot of writing to do either! (Just 2-page papers every week, and the final paper is 6 pages. After my cinema class with the 25-page paper from hell, this is going to ROCK!) So far we've watched a John Wayne movie and Fatal Attraction (the latter to show us what "garbage" is; we watched it today and oh MAN, was it bad. Poor Glenn Close.). Plus, it's in the afternoon, so I get to sleep late every day! So much love for this class already. (And it started on Tuesday.)

Ooh, and yesterday I got dozmuffinxc's Christmas card, and she included a completely unexpected doodle of Dr. Horrible in it! She said she decided to finally watch it after hearing me blab about it so much. Yay! =) It took a prominent place in the collage of awesome that hangs over my bed. I thanked her for the card over the phone, but when I got it the only thought in my head was "This is totally going in my blog!" So here it is. (I know I'm pathetic.)

Now if only I can convert Mama "Dr. What?" Phoenix. Mwahahaa. She has no idea what she's in for.

Final note: I'm now addicted to Ninja Ropes. And while we're speaking of impressive feats among the Dr. Horrible cast: how the hell did Nathan Fillion get 119.7 yards on that thing?! The best I've gotten so far is like 60, and that was, like, a miracle. The freaking ninja keeps flying off into space. Mr. Fillion, I take my hat off to you. (takes off invisible hat)

To commemorate the new year (which doesn't start until next week, but whatev), I'm going to compile a list of the 10 best things I saw, heard, or discovered this year. This, perhaps, is going to be the ultimate fangirly post. Because I saw, heard, and discovered a LOT of really amazing stuff this year. Let's see if I can narrow it down to just 10!

( X-TREME gushing below the cut!! )

It's true, y'all: I've been name-dropped on... wait for it... legen-waitforit.com.

http://www.legen-waitforit.com/2008/11/news-roundup-9.html

Who says IB English would never do anything for me, eh?!? ...Well, I did. But still!

Most thrilling experience I've had all month. ^_^

Never before has a sitcom brought out the English major in me with such ferocity.

After watching the episodes of this show several hundred times each, I began to notice a very strange correlation between the games the characters play and their love lives. Namely: Ted's fascination with claw machines, Barney and Robin's affinity for Battleship, and, of course, Marshgammon. Though at first these games don't seem to have much to do with the characters themselves, they end up being complex (and well-hidden) metaphors for the characters' romantic journeys.

Read on, and hopefully it'll make sense.

( Cuz I got game, bitches. )


And three hours later, this post is concluded.

So even though I've had this LiveJournal for like... ever... I just now decided to start using it. "But why?" the rational part of my brain is saying. "Don't you procrastinate enough as it is?" Well, yes, rational part of Meg's brain, that is true. But! I'm making a New School Year Resolution to be less procrastinatey! Or at least, I just decided to. We'll see how that goes. Plus, this is good practice for writing stuff and whatever, since I've managed to convince myself over the summer that I suck at writing, since I've failed to write anything. We won't call this "procrastinating," Rational Part of Meg's Brain. We'll call it "training".

"Whatever," says Rational Part of Meg's Brain. "I'm going to go get some whole-wheat Goldfish. Ah, deliciousness."

Ah, schizophrenia.

My life! So, we went to the beach last week, which is where I am now as I post this. At 12:30 at night. And probably tomorrow I'll be heading back to Elon (yay!) to start my RA training (yay?). But I'm going to miss this house. It was kind of awesome, even if it was infested with ants. The weather was good though, except for today when it rained a lot and was generally gross. Plus, I am kind of in love with the beach. Even when I wasn't actually there, I would go up on the highest deck of the house, where you could just barely see the ocean, and just stand out there for hours listening to the waves. Sure, I could have walked a block and actually walked on the beach, but that would require cutting me off from How I Met Your Mother!

Yes, HIMYM is my new discovery, thanks to NPH, another new discovery of mine thanks to... wait for it... procrastination! (AKA, Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog. I would have a separate entry singing the praises of this thing, but it's a month late. But keep your eyes peeled for any sly references to this 40-minute web opus! Or, you know, a celebration of the one-month anniversary/my whining "When is the soundtrack coming ouuuuuuuuuut??????")

Anyway, on this beach trip (curse you, wireless internet!), I've spent a little too much time watching my favorite episodes of HIMYM and holing myself up in my room, to the point where my mom got all worried and was all "Is something wrong? Are you depressed? Is that why you keep barricading yourself in your room and avoiding us all?" And thanks to the College Alc course I was forced to take (AGAIN), I started to recognize the signs of addiction. Only I'm addicted to Neil Patrick Harris instead of alcohol. Sigh. I even resorted to watching old episodes of Doogie Howser to get my fix. It didn't work so well, mainly because I was distracted by his squeaky little voice. And then it was all, "Awww, cutie! I wonder which season his voice deepens in/when he goes blond?" Needless to say, I have a talent crush on this wonderful man, and am SO sad that he's gay.

Anyway, I'm sure you don't want to read all about how much Barney and Robin make me squee (because they do! Squee!) Ahem. Sorry about that. I will save the squee for another entry, peppering it into a well-thought out dissertation on how good NPH looks in suits. Nah, just kidding. I'll probably be writing about HIMYM a lot in this blog/journal/whatever the hell it is. I'll just save it for a different post. I might even do episode recaps! But don't worry: I'll talk about lots of stuff in this here pop-culture blog. In fact, coming up soon will probably be my angry screaming about how Warner Bros. postponed the HBP movie until NEXT JULY! I MEAN WTF IS THEIR PROBL- heh, that was a warm-up. Don't worry though, I'll refrain from the all-caps. But there will be anger. Ohhh, there will be.

Lastly, I would love to know if anyone reads this, or is at all interested in what I have to say. So leave me a comment, or something. Peace out!

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(Oh, and if anyone's wondering about my username... it was my Fanfiction name too. Which I chose because my school mascot's the phoenix, my lucky number is 13... and adding "Da" instead of "The" made me feel gangsta? Yup. Fascinating.)