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  <title>You're only as crazy as I think you are.</title>
  <subtitle>... so get ready to tongue your meds.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <email>incogneato83@gmail.com</email>
    <name>The Artist Permanently Known as Magz</name>
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  <updated>2007-11-15T18:27:49Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:444101</id>
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    <title>OMG.</title>
    <published>2007-11-15T18:27:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-15T18:27:49Z</updated>
    <category term="university"/>
    <category term="utterly stupid dance of joy"/>
    <content type="html">The Italian class I signed up for for next semester?  Is being taught by hot!TA.  :D  He and the original professor swapped yesterday.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:443791</id>
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    <title>It has come to my attention...</title>
    <published>2007-10-25T02:57:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-25T02:57:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... that I have been neglecting my IJ in favor of my Scribblit test account.  I should remedy that.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:443618</id>
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    <title>Okay, seriously.</title>
    <published>2007-10-09T11:53:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-09T11:53:10Z</updated>
    <category term="stop that"/>
    <category term="jensen ackles"/>
    <category term="um... what?"/>
    <content type="html">I want to know how a person can do &lt;a href="http://userpic.livejournal.com/66753656/11347684"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to a character [I'm not even sure if it's an RPS character or a TV character -- I haven't touched the story with a &lt;i&gt;ten-foot pole&lt;/i&gt;] and justify it in some way.  It's like they have this deep-seated loathing for that character, and I'm just like -- why bother writing them, then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, purple eyeshadow really clashes with Jensen Ackles' eyes.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:443312</id>
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    <title>So, that's something.</title>
    <published>2007-10-06T13:24:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T13:24:35Z</updated>
    <category term="game junkie"/>
    <category term="riku and sora are totally doing it"/>
    <category term="kingdom hearts"/>
    <category term="free music is the best music"/>
    <content type="html">If y'all haven't figured it out yet, I've got somewhat of an obsessive personality.  For example, two weeks ago, I started playing &lt;i&gt;Kingdom Hearts&lt;/i&gt;.  I gave up on the first version rather quickly because it bored the crap out of me, but when I picked up &lt;i&gt;Kingdom Hearts II&lt;/i&gt;, I played for a week straight until I beat it.  Apparently this is abnormal -- playing for several hours a day, every day, I mean.  My suitemate, who owns the system and the game, said it took her about a month of playing, interspersed at about two hours every third day, to beat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, obsessive personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now that I'm addicted to &lt;i&gt;Kingdom Hearts&lt;/i&gt;, I keep Googling the damn game.  I'm like, "When will KH3 come ouuuut?"  So far, I've learned that there are three KH-based games coming out in the nearish future, none of which is a direct sequel to KH2.  I've tried other video games, but nothing -- except &lt;i&gt;Guitar Hero&lt;/i&gt; -- has hooked me as thoroughly as KH.  And yes, &lt;i&gt;Final Fantasy&lt;/i&gt; nearly put me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt;, dammit.  :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, if you like the music from the KH games, check out &lt;a href="http://sebastianwolff.info"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sebastian Wolff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  He's got some great medleys available for download on his site, as well as some other selections.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:443127</id>
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    <title>ATTN: American Supernatural fans!</title>
    <published>2007-10-04T04:19:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-04T04:19:10Z</updated>
    <category term="apple rocks"/>
    <category term="made of awesome"/>
    <category term="stupid grey&amp;apos;s anatomy"/>
    <category term="supernatural is love"/>
    <content type="html">For a limited time only, you can download the season 3 premiere episode for &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt; from iTunes, simply by &lt;a href="http://ax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/browserRedirect?url=itms%253A%252F%252Fax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewTVSeason%253Fid%253D265096577%2526s%253D143441"&gt;clicking this link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How effing awesome is that?  Less awesome -- people outside the US are having difficulties downloading the episode.  But still -- OMGYAYZ!  Now I have a way to watch SPN tomorrow, even though the majority of the people in my suite like &lt;i&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/i&gt; more than &lt;i&gt;Supernatural&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, you know, I can watch it before even &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; spoilers get passed through the trivia section at the SPN fans application on Facebook.  [Have I mentioned I'm a Facebook junkie yet?  Because seriously, goddamn.]</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:442696</id>
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    <title>Who's surprised that Rowling's main character...</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T13:07:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T13:07:00Z</updated>
    <category term="harry potter"/>
    <category term="poor characterization"/>
    <content type="html">... is a Gary Stu?  ::snorfle::  After witnessing the transformation of Ginny from a funny little girl with a crush to the most gorgeous girl in school, who's smart, talented, funny, and really good at Quidditch, too, I think it's only &lt;i&gt;natural&lt;/i&gt; that October's Wizard of the Month would rise to such Stu heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay seriously -- do I even &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; the cut tag?  This is just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Section: Wizard of the Month&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SPOILER WARNING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt; (1980 - )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy Who Lived, only known survivor of the Avada Kedavra curse and conqueror of Lord Voldemort, also known as Tom Riddle. Harry Potter joined the reshuffled Auror Department under Kingsley Shacklebolt at age 17, rising to become Head of said department in 2007.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wow.  In just ten years, with no formal training to become an Auror [I thought they were the Ministry's police and military all rolled up into one, but apparently they're a club that just any kid with a proficiency in &lt;i&gt;Sectumsempra&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Expelliarmus&lt;/i&gt; can get into], Harry's leading the department.  All while schtupping his perfect, hot, and really good at Quidditch wife until she has three perfect little savior babies with unfortunate names.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; there was something fishy about that epilogue!  Rowling's been one of the bad!fic authors all along, hasn't she?  I wonder which one...&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:442595</id>
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    <title>Well, crisis averted.</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T17:18:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T17:19:05Z</updated>
    <category term="i can see!"/>
    <category term="totally trivial in hindsight"/>
    <content type="html">New glasses are go, even though they look pretty identical to the old ones.  The optometrist was able to use my old lenses, thank Jeebus.  Otherwise I'd have ended up with a SERIOUSLY large bill from them, instead of an only marginally large one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://s162.photobucket.com/albums/t252/explodeycakes/Aug-Sep07NewPaltz026.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, they SNAPPED IN HALF.  Seriously, that was some shitty metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s162.photobucket.com/albums/t252/explodeycakes/Aug-Sep07NewPaltz034.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new ones have a pretty flower design on the inside of the ear pieces, so that's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t252/explodeycakes/Aug-Sep07NewPaltz054.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, it's half my face!  :|</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:442157</id>
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    <title>FUCK FUCK FUCK.</title>
    <published>2007-09-28T04:02:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-28T04:13:05Z</updated>
    <category term="god hates magz"/>
    <category term="totally trivial in hindsight"/>
    <content type="html">I just broke my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm one of those people who is not legally allowed to drive a motor vehicle &lt;i&gt;without&lt;/i&gt; glasses.  So much for driving to the optometrist to fix them.  :|  I guess I'll have my Long Island driver friend [eek!] take the wheel of &lt;a href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/437174.html"&gt;Daisy Mae&lt;/a&gt; to get me there.  ::bites nails until they bleed::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck am I going to tell my parents?  I already feel like I ask for too many handouts from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:441869</id>
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    <title>Italian phrase of the day:</title>
    <published>2007-09-24T16:48:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-24T16:50:39Z</updated>
    <category term="university"/>
    <category term="ow my sinuses"/>
    <category term="that magz person"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Ho perso la mia voce.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can translate that, you can tell what's up with me today.  [If it translates badly, I blame a friend of mine who taught me the phrase.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally mimed my way through English class this morning.  I'm sure Italian and German this afternoon will be an utter joy.  :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my school has reinstated the German major.  Dude, I'm &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; doubling.  You have no idea how excited I am about this.  Seriously.  I'm a languophile of the highest degree, and being able to major in my mother tongue would just create this spaztastic version of Magz that, while overstressed at the thought of double-majoring, is deliriously happy.  I came to this school &lt;i&gt;because&lt;/i&gt; they had a German program, which they somewhat phased out last year -- and then they brought it back.  Yay, big advanced classes that create demand!  ::pumps fist::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yeah, I'm a nerd.  Whoever &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; know that, well -- what the heck are y'all doing here?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:441691</id>
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    <title>Yesterday was AWESOME.</title>
    <published>2007-09-21T12:40:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-21T12:40:47Z</updated>
    <category term="my sarcasm knows no bounds"/>
    <content type="html">So I woke up at 9:08 AM.  Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, except that I generally leave for my algebra class at 9:30 so I'm there early and have the best pick of the seats.  :|  I got dressed, emerged with pillow creases still on my face, and realized that I couldn't find my calculator.  Five minutes of frantic searching later, I gave it up as lost and headed for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only when I got to class that I realized I'd forgotten my room key and dorm pass, as well as my cell phone, on my desk.  But whatever, I had roommates to let me in, right?  So I flipped through my algebra notes -- I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; this stuff! -- for a few minutes before the professor handed out the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The minute the professor handed out the exam, my mind went &lt;i&gt;blank&lt;/i&gt;.  I couldn't remember a single formula or method.  I improvised my way through the majority of the problems, but there were still several I left unanswered.  I'll be lucky if I get a 50.  Afterwards, I planned to meet up with one of my roommates after my second class so she could let me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed off to Italian office hours, convinced that it was the start of the worst day I'd had in recent years.  The professor gave me the exam [yeah, another] and asked if I minded music, but it appeared that his TA had disappeared with his boom box.  And then?  And &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt;?  Something happened that may or may not have negated the shitty start to my day: the guy who I've had trouble not ogling, whenever I see him on campus, for over a year walks in with the radio and starts speaking rapid Italian with the professor.  Dude, I could've died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second class went off without a hitch, and in fact we were let out a few minutes earlier than scheduled, which was cool.  I made my way back toward the dorm, where I asked one of my roommates to meet me -- and she wasn't there.  In a moment of genius, I walked in the direction of the building where she had &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; class... and saw her walking in the opposite direction with another of my roommates.  Awesome, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After catching up with them and parting ways with the other roommate, we went for the door.  As it turned out, she didn't have her pass on her, either.  :|  We caught a lucky break, though, in that we followed some guy into the dorm, and the RA was there to let us in.  Three of us, I later discovered, out of four had forgotten our passes, when generally we all remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wanted to just crawl into bed until it was tomorrow.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:441430</id>
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    <title>Um...</title>
    <published>2007-09-19T17:53:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-19T17:56:31Z</updated>
    <category term="wtf internet"/>
    <category term="mr. laptop"/>
    <content type="html">So, I go to join a Yahoo!group, and Y! welcomes me as &lt;b&gt;tet24tet&lt;/b&gt;.  I don't know any tet24tet, nor has anyone but me [thoughtsplosion] used my computer.  Random network fluke, maybe?  Holy crap.  Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged off, but now I'm concerned that maybe my laptop will melt or something.  :|</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:441220</id>
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    <title>Dude, I went all rockstar in Algebra today.</title>
    <published>2007-09-19T00:57:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-19T01:04:40Z</updated>
    <category term="university"/>
    <category term="that magz person"/>
    <content type="html">I was seriously &lt;i&gt;thisclose&lt;/i&gt; to falling asleep in my math class, so I jotted a note down and passed it to my friend.  It said: "Went to the caf&amp;eacute;.  BRB."  Then I walked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was still trying to control her laughter when I walked back in ten minutes later holding a bottle of iced tea.  :D  The best part was that my professor apparently got all flummoxed about the way I left, and completely fucked up the steps in factoring an equation.  I could've died laughing.  ::snickers::  She was like, "Um, does anyone see the error here?" and we were all, "Um, aren't you the professor?"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:441080</id>
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    <title>Insane?  Maybe.</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T15:54:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T15:56:02Z</updated>
    <category term="website junk"/>
    <category term="good little consumer"/>
    <category term="university"/>
    <category term="do-goodery"/>
    <category term="mr. laptop"/>
    <category term="fandom"/>
    <content type="html">In addition to signing up for &lt;a href="http://sweet-charity.net"&gt;Sweet Charity&lt;/a&gt; [where the auction is still going on!], I just signed up for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ficrocksthe80s' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://asylums.insanejournal.com/ficrocksthe80s/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://asylums.insanejournal.com/ficrocksthe80s/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ficrocksthe80s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  The premise is pretty sweet -- you sign up, they give you a really recognizeable 80s song as your prompt, and you write.  In any fandom you want.  Now that I can do.  :D  Signups are only open until tonight at midnight PST, though, so get crackin' if you wanna do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have the faintest idea where I can find an icon site script other than Coppermine gallery or the Icon Sort script from new-place.org?  I want something that gives me a summary of the most recent icons, and maybe a full count of all icons in the site.  A way to have subcategories would be fun, too.  [But I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; Coppermine.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just picked up some &lt;a href="http://www.logitech.com/index.cfm/speakers_audio/home_pc_speakers/devices/208&amp;amp;cl=us,en"&gt;new speakers&lt;/a&gt; for Mr. Laptop; with the insanely loud construction outside -- do they &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; need to jackhammer directly below my window? -- the original built-in speakers weren't cutting it anymore.  Despite the speakers being only $50, they have great sound quality, so I'm stoked about that.  Plus, now I can have bass battles with Bass Guy next door, late at night.  He tends to turn his stereo on at around 11 PM, and keep it going until about 2 AM.  With paper-thin dorm walls, I'm seriously considering earplugs.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:440817</id>
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    <title>OMGOMG.</title>
    <published>2007-09-12T12:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-12T12:17:21Z</updated>
    <category term="house"/>
    <category term="good little consumer"/>
    <category term="supernatural"/>
    <content type="html">Guess who has a box waiting for her at the school package center?  OMG, me.  I just have to wait until after English class, and then I will be in possession of &lt;i&gt;Supernatural&lt;/i&gt; season 2, woo!  Also, &lt;i&gt;House&lt;/i&gt; season 3, which is made of awesome, and &lt;i&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/i&gt; because I'm a big ol' softie when it comes to that kind of movie.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITED, PEOPLE.  ::throws confetti::</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:440147</id>
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    <title>Why yes, I am a shameless charity whore.</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T16:03:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T16:03:04Z</updated>
    <category term="do-goodery"/>
    <category term="fandom"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweet-charity.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t252/explodeycakes/charitybanner.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[banner by &lt;a href="http://scatterheart.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;scatterheart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidding is &lt;i&gt;now open&lt;/i&gt; at &lt;a href="http://sweet-charity.net"&gt;Sweet Charity&lt;/a&gt;!  There are so many fandomers up on the block, ready to sell their talents to benefit a worthy cause -- the Rape, Abuse &amp; Incest National Network [RAINN].  Any other time, I'd pimp myself.  Right now, I'm pimping the site as a whole.  It's a great thing fandom's doing, getting together to raise money for charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The auction is over on September 22nd, so bid, bid, bid! for your favorite writer, artist, vidder, or person in general.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:439820</id>
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    <title>I'm a fandom ho!</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T15:05:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T15:05:43Z</updated>
    <category term="j²"/>
    <category term="do-goodery"/>
    <category term="that magz person"/>
    <category term="fandom"/>
    <content type="html">At the encouragement of &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='kallysten' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kallysten.insanejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kallysten.insanejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kallysten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the "Are you sure...?" of &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='marishna' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://marishna.insanejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://marishna.insanejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;marishna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I've signed up for &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweet-charity.net"&gt;Sweet Charity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  I'll be offering a J&amp;sup2; fic of medium [read: 5,000-10,000 words] length using the winner's prompt, as well as 10 icons featuring whatever the winner decides.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that A. people actually &lt;i&gt;bid&lt;/i&gt; on me -- since, you know, I did that whole fleeing from LJ thing -- and B. that I actually finish the things up for auction.  Since it's for charity, I'm thinking it'll be no sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to edit &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='kallysten' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kallysten.insanejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kallysten.insanejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kallysten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s latest masterpiece.  Woo!  ::flounces off like the fanwhore she is::</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:439711</id>
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    <title>I effing hate construction workers.</title>
    <published>2007-09-06T12:27:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T12:36:52Z</updated>
    <category term="magz hates you"/>
    <category term="university"/>
    <category term="take your vice and shove it"/>
    <content type="html">Not because of the noise at 6:30 AM, or the inconvenient detours through campus.  No, I hate those fuckers because they always, &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; take their cigarette breaks directly below my second-story dorm window, so all of the smoke rises up and comes into my room.  I'd close the window, but the dorm isn't air conditioned.  I'm relatively sure they smoke perhaps the worst-smelling cigarettes ever invented.  It's like someone rolled vomit and ass into a bit of paper and decided to smoke it.  :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also?  I know for a fact that the Resident Director told them to smoke well away from the buildings.  Fucking assholes.  My mom's gonna think I became a chain smoker at school when I come home on break, because all my stuff will smell like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to spray Febreze Air Effects liberally through my room.  Again.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:439537</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/439537.html"/>
    <title>Okay, so I thought I was having a heart attack today.</title>
    <published>2007-09-06T02:15:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T02:27:25Z</updated>
    <category term="good little consumer"/>
    <category term="mr. ipod"/>
    <category term="that magz person"/>
    <content type="html">Painful breathing, chest tightness, and all that.  I was a little worried.  And then?  And &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt;?  I got lunch, drank some soda, belched... and the heart attack went away.  ::snickers::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, clearly I'm a hypochondriac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also?  &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/itunes/"&gt;I'm not sure what to make of these here iPods&lt;/a&gt;.  They're cool and all, but I prefer glossy to matte, flat to rounded... you get the picture.  I think the Metallipod -- a black 5th generation iPod with video -- is prettier than this "iPod Classic" thing they've come up with.  [That said, I wouldn't mind a &lt;s&gt;pink&lt;/s&gt; red Nano, because CUTE!]  And the iPod Touch?  Jeez, why not just say iPhone Lite and be done with it, Mr. Jobs?</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:439252</id>
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    <title>BBL.</title>
    <published>2007-09-01T14:30:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-01T14:30:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to Brooklyn for the weekend.  I'll be back Monday night.  :D</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:438888</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/438888.html"/>
    <title>The English are brilliant.</title>
    <published>2007-08-31T14:19:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-31T14:19:24Z</updated>
    <category term="mockumentaries"/>
    <category term="i heart english humo[u]r"/>
    <content type="html">Last night I started watching a British mockumentary called &lt;i&gt;Rabbit Fever&lt;/i&gt;.  It deals with "The Rabbit" -- you know, that sex toy that &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt; advertized like crazy? -- and "addiction" to it.  It could be the best mockumentary I've seen in months, for serious.  Of course, &lt;i&gt;Spinal Tap&lt;/i&gt; remains on top, but the fact that this one follows a group of people involved in Rabbit Addicts Anonymous just kept me giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Probably the best scene in the entire thing involves a married couple visiting the wife's parents, who've invited a friend of theirs for dinner.  The wife is addicted to the Rabbit, and the husband is still very insecure about that whole situation.  Anyway, they're eating dinner, and the friend of the parents starts talking about this pet rabbit the wife had as a child, and that when she was sitting outside with that rabbit between her legs she was the picture of happiness.  LMAO, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From IMDB: "The Rabbit is the world's belling-selling vibrator. In the past year alone, millions have been sold all over the globe. Now experts are warning the Rabbit is becoming the new addiction; women who start using often find they simply cannot stop. &lt;i&gt;Rabbit Fever&lt;/i&gt; is the first film to follow the trials and tribulations of a group of Rabbit Addicts as they attempt to kick their Rabbit habit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first mockumentaries that I'd call &lt;i&gt;awesomesauce&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:438533</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/438533.html"/>
    <title>Best website evar, yis.</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T16:21:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T19:03:31Z</updated>
    <category term="things that make you go mmm"/>
    <category term="woo! free stuff!"/>
    <category term="christian bale"/>
    <content type="html">Ladies and gentlemen, a way to get around the &lt;i&gt;no downloading!&lt;/i&gt; rule at most state colleges, thanks to the MPAA, RIAA, DMCA, and various other acronyms, now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv-links.co.uk"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tv-links.co.uk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Stream TV shows, movies, music videos... free.  Pirated of course, but free.  Woo!  I've watched all of &lt;i&gt;Justice&lt;/i&gt; [which I missed out on because of scheduling or something last year, dammit] and half of &lt;i&gt;American Psycho&lt;/i&gt; [Christian Bale is ridiculously hot] and a few other things since getting to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it.  You'll like it.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have I mentioned how painfully perfect Christian Bale's entire person is?  Dear God.  ::fans self::</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:438281</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/438281.html"/>
    <title>Whoever said Eragon was better than Harry Potter deserves a swift kick in the head.</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T12:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T12:38:05Z</updated>
    <category term="i can read!"/>
    <category term="reader&amp;apos;s response"/>
    <category term="that magz person"/>
    <content type="html">Last weekend, I went to Barnes &amp; Noble.  I left with three purchases: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 15px;"&gt;&amp;raquo; "Dirty Minds" -- a multiplayer game in which the clues are dirty but the answers are clean [hilarious, BTW]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt; -- because everyone and their mother has recommended it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; &lt;i&gt;Eragon&lt;/i&gt; -- because I've always been interested in the premise and the movie was okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pick up &lt;i&gt;Eragon&lt;/i&gt; the other night, intending to read a few chapters before bed.  And it turns out that reading &lt;i&gt;Eragon&lt;/i&gt; causes the same type of pain as reading bad!fic.  :|  Which is basically what the book is -- bad fanfiction written by a sixteen-year-old nerd, and then edited in a slapdash manner by a man eager to profit on "young genius".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I got out of the first three pages [after which I flung the book away from me in horrified disgust]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 15px;"&gt;&amp;raquo; The bad guy is a redhead.  I guess this makes a change from &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/i&gt;, where the good guys were almost all redheads.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; There was an elf, and another elf, and a Mary Sue elf with eyes and hair dark as the night she was riding in.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; The bad guy minions look like men, except they don't at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll try to read it to my nephews at some point, but until then I can tell right now that it's gonna be gathering dust on my hasn't-yet-arrived dorm bookshelf/bed rack from Bed Bath and Beyond.  The moral of this story: don't do everything you're interested in.  It could make your brain hurt.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:438080</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/438080.html"/>
    <title>Okay, so I'm back at school.</title>
    <published>2007-08-25T14:08:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-25T14:08:51Z</updated>
    <category term="university"/>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m meeeelting"/>
    <content type="html">This, in and of itself, is a good thing.  But when it's accompanied by construction workers outside my window at 5:00 AM every day, and by a scorching heat wave -- it's supposed to hit &lt;i&gt;97&amp;deg;&lt;/i&gt; today -- I have to put my foot down.  Not cool, New York state.  Not cool.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:437949</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/437949.html"/>
    <title>Ever wonder if one role can ruin an actor's career?</title>
    <published>2007-08-20T19:40:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-20T19:40:04Z</updated>
    <category term="obscure actors"/>
    <category term="queer as folk"/>
    <content type="html">I'm pretty sure Alec McClure's been having a tough time finding work since playing Chris Hobbs on &lt;i&gt;Queer as Folk&lt;/i&gt;.  It's a shame -- he's obviously a good actor [and fecking hot, too].  Since that season 4 episode of QaF, he's been credited for &lt;i&gt;four roles&lt;/i&gt;.  One per year since 2004.  However!  I totally just saw him for two seconds in a &lt;a href="http://trailers.apple.com/trailers/mgm/larsandtherealgirl/trailer/"&gt;movie trailer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe things are looking up for the guy who might've made a wee mistake playing a gay-bashing closet case.  [To find him in the trailer, skip almost to the end -- he's a little blurry in the background at 2:10-2:14.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be all conclusionary and stuff... hate the character.  Not the actor.  Mr. McClure was brilliant as Chris[tian? according to TV.com and IMDB] Hobbs.  He gave life to the character everyone despised.  And while it's not horrendously difficult to hate a character that's so outrageously bigoted and loathesome, it's admirable of Alec to have gone onto the set of a show like &lt;i&gt;Queer as Folk&lt;/i&gt; and act his little but off in a way that was completely unlike the rest of the cast, because his character was so far removed.  That takes balls.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:explodeycakes:437555</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://explodeycakes.insanejournal.com/437555.html"/>
    <title>I'm in a secret-telling mood.</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T22:22:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T22:22:07Z</updated>
    <category term="tell me your secrets"/>
    <category term="who are you?"/>
    <category term="that magz person"/>
    <content type="html">Here's my biggest secret: I dress like a tomboyish slob, but &lt;i&gt;I'm actually a girly-girl&lt;/i&gt;.  I love pink, and kittens, and sparkles.  Seriously.  My bedding for the upcoming school year is hot pink and red striped; my clothes hangers are magenta and white, my favorite pen is pink... it's ridiculous.  I also have this thing about pink grapefruit, which I think also stems from the pink thing.  Despite my propensity for wearing blue and somewhat baggy clothing, my favorite shirt is a red tank top with lace at the neckline and hem [my second favorite is a black tee shirt enscribed, "the naughty sister"].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also cry when romantic comedies get tense.  I may project myself as a bitch, but I'm actually a softie.  A big, smooshy, pink-loving softie.  Prickly on the outside, gooey on the inside.  Like a chocolate-filled cactus or something.  :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's something most people don't know about you?  Anonymous comments are enabled.</content>
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