Currently !!!!!ing over: the MCATs? BLERG. No really though, Glee has consumed my entire being. Namely, this dude named Puck and the fictional epic romance I have drawn out in my brain between him and one Rachel Berry. It's kind of getting ridiculous, the degree to which I love them. And oh my god, Lea Michele, we need to be best friends right now, okay? BUT REALLY JUST THE WHOLE CAST AND THEIR ALL-ENCOMPASSING LOVELINESS (I'm looking at you, Cory Monteith). Other than thatttt, I'd also throw in some SNL (Bill Haaaaaader! Jason Sudeikis! Will Forte! Kenan! Fred Armisen! Seth Meyers! Andy Samberg!), FNL (I promise I'll be caught up one of these days), Joseph Feinnes body of work/body (minus Flash Forward, which I am just...so not feeling), The West Wing and everything Joshua Lyman chooses to be, my soul sista Liz Lemon, and though I haven't started watching Parks and Recreation (Aziz Ansariiii) or Community yet, I'm sure I'll love those, too. I also enjoy relatively eclectic music, relatively eclectic people, not being ashamed of liking American Idol, being extremely ashamed of liking Grey's Anatomy, and pretty men. Every now and then society, politics, and science rear their pretty little heads, but I'd be lying if I told you I spent more words here contemplating the meaning of life and how to solve our world's ills than celebrating David Tennant's hair.

Consider yourself warned: I have this bad habit of NOT BEING ABLE TO SHUT THE HELL UP, abusing the capslock key and punctuation in general, writing parenthetical statement novellas, and getting waaaay too emotionally invested in fiction. Don't let that scare you away though! I'm super friendly and love to meet new (funny! creative! ridiculous!) people, so drop me a line if you want to be added.

Bear in mind though, I'm super crazy busy these days, so I don't get the chance to check my flist that often and have gotten really bad at replying to comments. I still post though! And I'm trying to be better about keeping up with things. Just thought I should put that out there.

Basically, my brain has kidnapped Noah Puckerman and decided he's secretly really angsty. This kind of just fell together as I started writing this story, so if you're into that kinda stuff, I'd say listen and read because while this was certainly inspired by the Puck of the show, I think it's even more applicable to the Puck of that fic. And be sure to let me know what you think! I have no shame and (not so) secretly revel in feedback.

Oh! And the Kings track should stop at 4:00. You can check to make sure by right clicking on the song in iTunes, selecting "Get Info," then go to "Options" and change the stop time. I should have included the shorter version, I know, but this was all I had. Sorry, dudes.



( i make her say oh, oh-oh oh oh oh oh, when i-- )

I wanted to put together a grand, sparkly picspam retrospective of these two lovely fictional human beings who are easily what I consider the best executed pairing in any show I have ever watched from start to finish, but things have gotten hectic, so I want to post it before I: A) forget, B) get really busy and don't have the time to post it, and C) start posting my mini-fanmixes.

If you've ever watched The West Wing you know why they're perfect. No need for an introduction. I do need to give a little context however to explain where I was coming from with this bad boy, but I'll save it for under the cut so I don't give anything away to people who haven't watched the show yet. And of course, I say the yet pointedly. WHAT ARE YOU F'ING WAITING FOR? I can berate you because I, too, was ridiculous enough to put this incredible undertaking off and there are no words to describe what I was missing.



( you suddenly complete me )

Okay so I didn't give an introduction after all because when I tried to I realized...I couldn't really do it. I don't know, I have such a strange, strong relationship with this mix. I can tell you this though: every single song reminds me of a specific episode/moment in the latter two seasons of The West Wing. If you can guess each, I'll give you a present! (No, for real. We'll come up with something together, and even if it'll take a while, you'll get it. THATS HOW COMMITTED I AM TO THIS MIX.)

Oh, and any other fandoms/people/things to suggest? The more obscure, the more fun. :)

So you know when you already really, really love an artist, and then you see them live and it's like you're hearing them for the first time? THAT TOTALLY HAPPENED TO ME WITH JOHN LEGEND. Not only did he sound absolutely phenomenal (I credit that to a day off before the show to rest his pipes) but oh. my. goddddddddddd. I knew you were attractive, J, BUT THE COMBINATION OF YOU + YOUR VOICE + YOUR HIPS AND ARMS FOR TWO HOURS STRAIGHT WAS TOO MUCH FOR ME TO HANDLE. No, really. My ovaries are still aching. My friends and I were like flailing, crying thirteen year olds at a NKOTB concert, I'm so not exaggerating. Oh, and then there was the fact that he opened with REDEMPTION SONG. AND HE WAS WEARING ALL WHITE AND A PURPLE JACKET. You guys, my ovaries, THEY ACHE. He played alllllll my favorite songs (except "She Don't Have to Know" and "Show Me") and his back up singers were kind of extremely awesome -- they complemented him so well! And were surprisingly classy! -- and his band was fantastic. OH AND HE ALSO PULLED A GIRL UP ON STAGE WHEN HE SANG "SLOW DANCE" (which, by the way, has now taken on a ridiculously sexy life in my brain that it never really had before. Could you do that with your man yeah?) AND HE TOOK OFF HIS SHIRT FOR HIS ENCORE AND SANG "ORDINARY PEOPLE" IN A WIFEBEATER. Now okay, see, don't go thinking he was all "ooh baby I'm so sexy look at me" because the amazing thing was that HE WASN'T LIKE THAT AT ALL. Everything about his sexiness was SO SUBTLE AND AMAZING. It was all his confidence and swagger and the utterly glorious way he strutted across the stage and vaguely danced and moved his hips and touched his stomach and FJlJFKDSJFKDL, PICSPAM PLEASE:



( HEAVEN ONLY KNOWS )

John Legend: sexy or THE MOST sexy? YOU BE THE JUDGE.

Here are my current (because they're constantly changing) favorite songs of his:

It's Over (feat. Kanye West)
Slow Dance
Sun Comes Up (Live at the Knitting Factory)
Live It Up
Show Me (Totally his best song, IMO)
She Don't Have To Know

I highly recommend getting all his albums (although his first two are much better than his most recent, I think. It took me a little while to get into Evolver). And if you get the chance to see him live, DO IT, but be sure to brace your ovaries in advance. ( THIS COULD BE YOU: )

flist cut

I promise it's not you, it's me. I'm super busy these days and I want to be better about keeping up with the flist, but its getting way too overwhelming to handle. If you didn't make the cut, it's not because I have anything against you, I just needed to pare things down a bit. If you're someone who I cut because it seemed like your journal was defunct (meaning, you hadn't posted in the past year or more) and you're still around and would like to keep in touch, just let me know.

I'll continue to post my fanmixes/picspams/other fannish things in public entries. If that interests you, please feel free to keep me added.

OKAY SO. I really wanted to go to sleep like an hour ago but I forced myself to stay awake and finish this now because if I don't, who knows when I'd get around to it! Now that I spend all of my time at work in front of a computer, I find that I have very little desire to go on when I come home. The worst part about it though is that they block social networking sites (and thus, this) there, so while I can read people's responses, I can't reply! Which is why I didn't get a chance to reply to everyone's hilarious/awesome comments on my last post or the one before that. SORRY Y'ALL, I decided it was more ~*important*~ for me to spend my evening finishing this.

NEWSFLASH: DAVID TENNANT HAS IMMACULATE HAIR. No, seriously. I'm pretty sure that there isn't another man on the face of this Earth who has a better head of hair than him. DON'T TRY TO CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE BECAUSE I WILL NOT BELIEVE YOU AND PROBABLY WILL POINT AND LAUGH AT YOUR NAIVETY. This picspam started as a celebration of his lucious locks-- a sort of "Hall of Fame Moments," if you will. But then it quickly devolved into a (really, really, really) incomplete collection of photos of David Tennant being really attractive. And having immaculate hair. That's good though, right? Because then it leaves the door open for future picspams. All the pictures were nabbed from David Tennant Fan and Adventures in Time and Space, so thanks to them AND PLEASE DON'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT SEASON FOUR BECAUSE I HAVEN'T STARTED WATCHING IT YET!!!

Oh, but also! Please feel free to comment with your favorite Tennant hair moments!!! Or just anything Tennant!!!



( his hair is the absolute best thing about this man. his utter existence is a close second. )

SHOUT OUT TO THE MF'IN GREATEST. thelittlespy, this picpsam was dedicated TO YOU. So when Tennant inevitably invites us and meatfight to go on a cross-country road trip and randomly stumbles across my LJ (because of course I'll be blogging about how hot he is ~IRL~ and then forget to log out in all the excitement) you will also be implicated in the creepy depths my love has taken me. BUT DON'T WORRY, by the time we get to Mount Rushmore, he'll be so over it and we'll be LOLing about that time I stayed up til 1:38 AM putting this together. Then we'll have a cup of tea and continue channelling our intense desire to make out with him into witty and intelligent conversation.

Saw this somewhere and I figured what the hell? See this post's subject. Oh and I actually don't even know what IP logging is, or how to turn it off, so just trust that whatever you post is anon, 'kay?

Anonymous Post
IP logging is off.

Say anything you've ever wanted to say to me or just in general.

IN OTHER NEWS, GLEE IS MADE OF SUNSHINE AND PUPPIES. CANNOT WAIT FOR THIS FALL.

the right to be ridiculous is something i hold dear
-ITA, thanks for that gem, B.

OKAY SO I JUST LISTENED TO IT. MANY TIMES THROUGH. Actually, once or twice all the way through, and then just my favorite tracks from it. I still haven't decided what I think of it as a unit. There are certainly flashes of brilliance, but it's not a War/Joshua Tree/Achtung Baby/ATYCLB and I may even say that I liked How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb more, but DUDE, THEY TOTES RECORDED THIS IN MORROCCO AND I CAN TELL. They've got this funky Arab undercurrent to some of the tracks, and content-wise, parts of it feel really relevant to that part of the world. It's interesting, it's kind of a mish-mash of an album. I hear a lot of different eras of their career in it, but also a hint of something else...IDK, I SHOULD STOP TALKING I DON'T REALLY HAVE ANYTHING RELEVANT TO SAY. All I know is that I'm not going to listen to anything anyone says about it because people are buzzkills and jerks when it comes to U2 and you know what? Even if I end up deciding that I didn't like the album very much, it doesn't really matter because the fact that these four men exist makes me deliriously happy. Anywayyy, my favorites from the new one are "Breathe" and "I'll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight" (LOL BONO WHY ARE YOUR TITLES SO LAME SOMETIMES?), because um! I’ve found grace inside a sound aaaaand the sweetest melody is the one we haven't heard.

OKAY BLAH BLAH BLAH PICSPAM OF THE BAND I LOVE MOAST (tied with Interpol and The National and Lupayyyyyyy):



***

( is it true that perfect love drives out all fear? )

WELL, NOW I KIND OF WANT TO GIVE A DISSERTATION ON WHY THEY ARE THE BEST AND WHY I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. Except...It's 1 AM and I really shouldn't be spending my precious few free moments of this weekend doing anything but productive things. In a nutshell, I have four older siblings, so I was basically born and bred on these fools. And then they came out with All That You Can't Leave Behind and I had something of theirs I could call my own and everything changed in an amazing, amazing way. And then I saw them liiiive in high school and WAS WITHIN FEET OF BONO AND IT KIND OF CHANGED MY LIFE. We got a ticket for my older brother, too, but he was in college and listened to the Pixies and Pavement and therefore was ~*~too cool~*~ for U2, so in the middle of the concert, which we had gen admission tickets on the floor (right by the heart!) to, he A) left in the middle to get a Diet Coke, and B) obnoxiously asked me in the middle of the show "IS THAT ONE EDGE?!?!" because he thought it was funny. Needless to say, IT TOTALLY WAS.

Ugh, I said I wasn't going to ramble but I did anyway! What a surprise.

OKAY NOW I'M GONNA GO READ WW FIC AND SLEEP, IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING. Stop being jealous of how awesome my Friday night was.

UM, I MADE ICONS.



( that sam seaborn's impressive. i'm gonna say nice things about him. )

A few other random things!

01. ( I'm seriously loving Grey's right now, dudes. SERIOUSLY. )

02. This is the greatest picspam I have ever laid eyes on, and I'm not exaggerating. Can you say GLAMOROUS GLAMOROUS? I just want to eat them all up. This is basically the real life cast of The West Wing and I can't stop flailing. I WANT TO BE BFF WITH REGGIE LOVE AKA CHARLIE YOUNG. And HAY JON FAVREAU, my offer to be your wife still stands. Hollaaaaaa Tom Daschle, ILU Valerie Jarrett, HAY RAHM BABY, David Axelrod you are so adorkable, JOEY B YOU SILVER FOX YOU, etc. etc. etc. OUR WHITE HOUSE WILL BE SO FLIPPIN' HOT, GUYS. It's too much for me. SIMPLY TOO MUCH. (Thanks chibirhm for the head's up on this!)

03. Beau Biden back from Iraq, will make inauguration even sexier.

04. MY NUMBER ONE FUTURE BABYDADDY HAS BEEN CAST FOR A SIX EPISODE ARC IN THE OFFICE. YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCLAMATION POINTY THIS IS MAKING ME. (THANKS, CLAIRE BEAR, FOR THE AMAZING NEWS! It was the most glee-worthy text I've gotten in a loooong time.)

And um also, I still have my flaily thoughts about TWW floating around in my head, but I only have a few days of vacation and then the Inauguration will consume my brain and then BOOM, school again! I'm shooting for next weekish? Should have season two done by this weekend though. But hey you know what would be awesome? If someone out there could give me a heads up for when there will be some lovely Sam/Ainsley-ness after the utter glory that was Sam's little smile when she asks him to dance with her at the end of The War At Home (AH, THAT SCENE = 238490 DIFFERENT GIRLISH SQUEALS FROM YOURS TRULY). I just like knowing what episodes to look forward to! And as always, any and all fic recs would be very much appreciated (Josh/Donna or Sam/Ainsley!).

( The Curious Case of Benjamin Button )

With that said and done, I NOW PRESENT PART ONE OF MY HOLIDAY GIFT TO YOU ALL! I recognize that this won't necessarily hit the spot for everyone on the flist since I know at least a few of you don't swing this way, but hopefully the pretty will be appreciated nonetheless! One of these days I'll get around to doing a picspam of my favorite ladies as well, I promise.

Anyhow! About a year ago, I put together a picspam of my absolute favorite thing in the whole entire world: A WELL-DRESSED MAN. What started out as My Favorite Men Wearing Beautiful Clothes somehow turned into a celebration of men in general? BECAUSE WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE? The few things that will eternally frustrate me about them (their stubborn inability to just get a fucking clue? their inferior intelligence? LOL I JUST WENT THERE) are almost always overshadowed by the fact that they are just such lovely creatures! Walking around in tailored suits and oxford shirts and form-fitting crew neck sweaters, and oh boy, wearing sunglasses that say so much about them while also always, always, always making them look infinitely hotter than they already are? Don't get me wrong, the number one x238942890 thing that I find attractive in a guy (and I'm not just saying this) is their intelligence/sense of humor (it's a tie). HOWEVER, being really attractive and having good taste in clothes never hurt anyone, did it?

MY INTRODUCTION IS SO LAME, I NEED TO STOP. I should have had thecolorbetween write an ~honorary preface~ because she's so good at them! Plus, she gets it. AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT, CLAIRE? Next time.



( celebrity men in designer duds: giving me unrealistic expectations for normal dudes since, um, THE DAWN OF TIME. )

PHEW. DONE. Hope you all enjoyed it! I'll try to get the next stuff out soonish? And YO IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED YOUR SECRET SANTA YET, GET ON IT, PLZ! You've got all today. :)

La la la, semi-huge drive-by picspam of someone you'd never expect. I'm not even being sarcastic, you seriously won't guess who it is (unless you have really sneaky investigative skills!) REALLY, IT'S SUPER RANDOM.

( NO HINTS! )

I don't really know where this picspam came from. It just happened; divine inspiration, maybe. At first, there was a method to my madness, but as time wore on, and my number of pictures went from 50 to 100 to 150, it took on a life of it's own. It was born from my biggest weakness in life: an impeccably dressed man. There is just something about a man in a gorgeous, perfectly tailored suit that just fucking gets me every time. And to top it off, having the man in said gorgeous tailored suit be, himself, gorgeous...Well that's just icing on the cake. So that's how this began; me wanting to celebrate the glory of beautiful men in beautiful suits. With time, it kind of morphed into something else, but I think the general theme of good-looking dudes holds.

Before I start though, even though I only included two pictures of him, I just want to say that Pete Yorn's Flickr album is the best tour diary ever. It's quirky and funny and cool and adorable and just so very rock and roll. The captions are so entertaining and the concert shots are gorgeous. I love clap, hippies, clap! at Bonnaroo, Malcolm's banana hands, and Oscar time! Oh, Pete.

NOW. Let the games begin.




I swear, attractive male celebrities will single-handedly bring about world peace. Their beauty will save us, guys!

PS Please feel free to pimp the hell out of this. I'm not gonna lie, it took me ages to get it all together, so I'd love fellow connoisseurs of both fashion and celebrities of the XY genotype to appreciate all this manliness brought together in one place.