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Monday, June 6, 2005


I Heart Canadian Beef
Also applies to The Arcade Fire, Gaara plushies, my new hat, and this pin I got that says "Yaoi Is Gay".
In all seriousness, I believe I have listened to the first about ten times since Saturday evening. And I actually paid money for it, which says a lot, in itself.
La Musique de Montréal > tu.
I mean, they actually have a song named "Laika". That's just too awesome for words. *nods*


Well, my cousin has come to stay with us for a month or so, which means, at the dinner table, I get to hear fascinating tales of forensics. This can constitute anything from, "Hey, you know, they found this lady who was an alcoholic and a vacuum fell on her head and she suffered serious internal bleeding and all the blood pooled to beneath her eyes and they had to match up the bruise to the 'Hoover' logo on the vacuum and that damn Evidence Removal Team moved the body onto the floor after her post-mortem had set in. The bastards," to, "And then they found this mummified baby in her closet and the fingers were all dried up and it turned out she'd moved three times since it died and always brought it with her."
For the record, she deals with this kind of thing for a living and doesn't give two shits about CSI. (Just so you don't get the wrong idea.)
Godel after hearing about some guy who stabbed his mother 140 times then gouged out his foster-daughters eyes: Wow. Dinner. Looks very...oh fuck, that's nasty.
She did a much better job of describing it than I have hear. It wasn't the most appetite-precipitating story you've ever heard, I promise you.


The weather has finally decided to stabilize itself (-_-;;) at a comfortable 30-or-so degrees. Which fucking sucks, since cold > heat.


God, I have nothing to talk about right now. The con shall have to wait for later.
However, I will say that my friend had her picture taken 44 times.

I shit you not.

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