A few goodies before I go to bed...

From dramabsb's Journal:
ETA: Tomorrow on Entertainment Tonight is a "Hobbits Home Videos" feature. The 12th is E! New Live doing the LA premiere. And Elijah on Regis and Kelly on the 17th. Set your VCRs, ladies!!!!

AND DONT FORGET YOU BACKSTREET FANS THAT TOMORROW IS THE EPISODE OF OPRAH WITH OUR BOYS!!! Note to self: Please don't forget to find your BSB tape and set the VCR, for you will be in Manchester with the sisters/mom. If you forget this, I will kill you(myself?). *gives self cookie* Good girl, goooood.

I will have to check back here again for more LOTR TV dates. BTW, was there no New York premier this year???

This one is pretty much for my own amusement. *hums Pinky and the Brain theme*

inkblotproductions: Elijah can't pronounce "anonymity"
mustang_girl14: Dude
mustang_girl14: really?
mustang_girl14: ahahaha
inkblotproductions: Yes.
inkblotproductions: http://always.ejwsites.net/mediainterviews.html It's the MuchMusic interview

(Elijah's friends call him Elwood? HOW COOL IS THAT! AHAHAHA!
"We're on a mission from Gaaad"
PS. I SO knew he was in Back to the Future 2. SO knew)

mustang_girl14: Elijah singing "scratch Scratch SCRATCH!" is awesome :D
inkblotproductions: I know. XD
mustang_girl14: :D
mustang_girl14: AHAHAHAHAHA ELIJAH LIKES COUNTRY MUSIC!!!!
mustang_girl14: *kisses him good*
inkblotproductions: :X
mustang_girl14: OMG the t-shirt...
inkblotproductions: *shakes head*
mustang_girl14: that's... bad... :">

mustang_girl14: DUDE
mustang_girl14: OMFG
mustang_girl14: THEY MENTIONED JELLO BIAFRA!!!
mustang_girl14: AHAHAHAHA!
mustang_girl14: <--- is friends with him
mustang_girl14: <--- he has spent the night at my house with his horrible smilie face underwear
inkblotproductions: Dude.
mustang_girl14: dude.
mustang_girl14: that's so awesome.

mustang_girl14: Since I got this map all I wanted was a friend in Australia... AND NOW I HAVE ONE!!!
mustang_girl14: BWWWWWWWWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
ladyoboe: lmAO
mustang_girl14: want proof? go to 11.03 in my LJ and look about halfway through my post
mustang_girl14: heh

ladyoboe: baaaaaak. again.
mustang_girl14: yes, but are you front?
mustang_girl14: hmmmmm?
mustang_girl14: :-?
ladyoboe: yes
ladyoboe: i am front
ladyoboe: savvy?
ladyoboe: all sides accounted for
mustang_girl14: lol ooooooo
mustang_girl14: so close
mustang_girl14: LOL
ladyoboe: back front all sides accounted for savvy
mustang_girl14: L
mustang_girl14: O
mustang_girl14: L
bria_mclean: lmao
bria_mclean: I AM CURRUPTING MINDS EVERYWHERE!!!!!
bria_mclean: MUHAHAHAHAHAHA

bria_mclean: *wonders how often the Hobbits and legolas - ie the "young ones" sang the theme from Ghostbusters 2 to Viggo to either piss him off or amuse / annoy him*
mustang_girl14: you wondered that yesterday
bria_mclean: no I wopndered that weeks ago
bria_mclean: you read it yesterday
mustang_girl14: ....oh
mustang_girl14: ROTFL
bria_mclean: lmao
bria_mclean: looks like I'm not the only one who needs some sleep
mustang_girl14: IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR MAKING MY FRIENDS PAGE G
mustang_girl14: O BACK skip=250!!!
bria_mclean: LMAO
mustang_girl14: um... random enter key!

bria_mclean: you just want me to stay on and talking to you and being random so you can post it on your lj for people to be entertained by me
mustang_girl14: yes
mustang_girl14: you've already made it in this post...... hmm.... 3 times?

bria_mclean: maer dû a namárië mellon nín. Have fun exploting me on your lj

I love this quote so much that it's my QUOTE of the day ;):
Sam Seaborn: Good writers borrow from other writers, great writers steal from them outright.

PS.
C.J. Cregg: The more photo-friendly of the two turkeys gets a Presidential pardon and a full life at a children's petting zoo; the other one gets eaten.
President Josiah Bartlet: If the Oscars were like that, I'd watch.

Beh.

Tried to catch up with some LJ comments, but just got frustrated. Will tackle that later. In the meantime, things I need to do today:

-Write Talk (FRELL!)
-Find tape to record on
-Call Dani to get Naomi's #
-Call Naomi
-Panic
-Panic some more

See my new icon? gypsyjr made it. All must love her and despair, because she rocks and is letting me use it. Wheeeee Billybillybilly! (Also, I can't find the Futurama icon! GRR!) I don't know why I'm uploading all these new icons, I'm just gonna change them all in a few days. I want a LOTR theme in honor of.. well.. the end. *sniffle*

Holy GAH Batman. And GAH again!!! Man. Ow. I think I bit my tongue. Hooooooooott. Thank you Mr. Wood.

On another note, everyone knows about that Orlando bellybutton picture, right? No? Oh, well here then; pay attention next time. As I was saying, I think the best description I've heard yet for this scene is "Orlando and Billy having navel sex." *SNORTGIGGLE* Just... funny.

OPRAH people, OPRAH! Go turn on your TVs!

In all the Oprah confusion lately, I believe it's been completely tossed asunder that the Billboard Awards are also on tonight at 8pm on Fox. Don't forget, people. There was supposed to be some huge earth-shaking announcement made by our boys at said awards.

Also, that tiny biting desire I had earlier to write Dom fic? Yeah, it's turned into a ravenous gnawing beast. I have a plot. I have like 20 different scenes. I've begun to write sweeping dialog and descriptions in my head. Ack!

( Which Historical Lunatic Are You? )

Oprah.

Okay, yes I cried. I did, I admit it. Even though my stupid family kept interrupting me and making fun of me and sending the nephews in to make noise and babble and saying "Geeze, I thought you were over them and were in love with that boy from LOTR now." Because they just don't get it. I never liked the Boys for their looks alone, I respected them as humans. I breathed their voices and lyrics like pure oxygen. They spoke in words that made my head swim and my heart race and without them I don't overexagerate when I say I'd be dead now. Dead.

I find it funny how after all the years, after all the time that's passed, I sat there 15 years old again, like nothing had ever changed. Years have built up on their faces, after all they're men now, not boys. Time has taken its toll on all of them, and myself included. But no matter how long it's been, no matter the year and ten months that they've been apart, the excruciatingly immense span of time it's been since they last crooned to me though microphone or TV set or stereo speaker, I am still 15 years old, and they are still the only things in my life that make sense at times. I would be so different now had they never sang to me for the very first time, those sweet simple words of "Even in my heart, I see, you're not being true to me..."

I am now chest high in a depression I've been fighting off for two days now. Maybe it was stupid of me to watch Opera today, to see the tears bristling in Kevin's eyes, to hear the crack of voices or the attempt at hiding their face until the camera moves and they can safely wipe their eyes. Maybe it was stupid of me to want to sit there for 45 minutes and not drop everything immediately to do my family's bidding. Whatever the matter, the heavy abusive words hanging over my head, the deep sadness in my heart, I think I'm going to go lock myself in my room now, listen to some Boys, and try to write my talk. Maybe then they'll all leave me alone, and I can think clearly and be happy with the simple fact that I saw something I haven't seen in months: AJ smile. And that means something to me, no matter how stupid you think I am, no matter what names you want to call me.

I can see that you've been crying
You can't hide it with a lie
What's the use in you denying
that what you have is wrong?

I've missed this song so much. *shudders*

Beh.

Do you know that it's near IMPOSSIBLE to find any Dom fic on-line that ISN'T slash??? Hmph. Well, I guess I'll just have to change that, then. Having nothing to refer to sucks, but I can cope. People tell me I'm inhumanly good at reading and understanding others, so I'll just have to flex my muscles in that respect and see what I come up with.

The Billboard Awards were a waste of time. No sign of my Boys anywhere, though honestly I didn't really expect to see them. I hoped to see them, but I figured it might all end up rumor and circumstance. Oh well. Oprah was good enough for me (and might I add that I had Kevin so pegged. I almost wrote AJ!angst!fic in which Kevin acted exactly the way they said he did in the interview). Highlights of the evening were Nick & Jessica Lachey, Sting my love, and Celine Dion's hideousness.

This night has turned out to be complete crap. I can't concentrate on anything, and I haven't got not one word of my talk written. Not to mention the fact that my family sucks, and my computer has decided I'm "out of memory" again and wont let me run more than 4 programs at once. Yahoo crashed and now the window is all smushed and funky. Whatever, I don't care anymore.

The only good things about tonight are I saw my first commercial for "Big Fish" (during Law and Order around 10:30ish) which is very exciting, and my FIFTH, count 'em, FIFTH RotK trailer (during Futurama at 11:14). How many do they make?! I know this one was different because it had the fall of Gandalf music playing in the background, and that hasn't been in any of the other 4. Also it looks like I've FINALLY located a theater that's going to do a midnight premier. Brother will see about tickets tomorrow (if he remembers). Still haven't found the Premier magazine though, but that's okay because orangesnow bought me one and is gonna mail it to me. *muah* You rock hard core, Sahara.

Guh. This night sucks.

He looked out into the bleary dreariness that is South L.A. encountering one of it's few rainstorms (though, he noticed, the dismal grey of smog and smoke was ever present on the horizon), and sighed. Rain was beading on the window looking out on the cement forest, racing down the pane only to regroup and start again, and he stared at their games fixedly, wondering how the hell he had ended up so far from home in this lifeless place. It seemed cold despite being around 22 degrees (for you Americans that would be the mid 70's in farenhieght), and he crossed his arms over his chest and let out a long shuddering sigh. The weather was gnawing at his insides, creeping in dismal grey thoughts and feelings, and he felt helpless against it. It was lonely here, a horrible empty place of being, and he hated it.

Is it just me, or has the journal update box gotten... bigger?? It looks different to me.