...way out on the corner of fucked up and evil...

Nice doctor manhatten reference with the castor twins and the club girl. Of course its a lot more horrifying in this show than it was with laurie. Ugh.

I swear to god, im seeing that actor who looks like a fake james mcavoy more often than i see real james mcavoy lately. Is james mcavy even still alive, or did fames mcavoy kill him to steal all his roles? Whatever. I think i like fames better anyway.

GUESS WHO'S DRUNK?! If you guessed me, YOU ARE CORRECT. I really want to lick Matthew Goode's face. Is that weird? I don't even mean in a sexual way, I just want to know what awesome would taste like in my mouth.

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I want to be Adrian Veidt just so that every time somebody tries to tell me stuff I don't care about (ie anything that is not about shiny, jangley things or things I can put in my mouth) I can yell "NO, YOU LISTEN!" and then follow it up with some random, probably untrue fact about Alexander the Great, and everyone will be like, "Well, I'm pretty sure that had nothing to do with what we were talking about, but you're wearing a tiara in a totally non-ironic way so you must be pretty fierce."

And I'll be like, "FUCK YEAH BITCHES I'M OZYMANDIAS AND I MAKE MY SECRETARY DRESS TO MATCH ME EVERY MOTHERFUCKING DAY!" Except all classy and educated, 'cause I'll be Adrian Veidt.

...I have no idea what this post was about.

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If the Avengers were kitties, and the Watchmen were ponies, and they got into it, I think the Watchmen would rape the fuck out of the Avengers. The Losers would sit back and watch while playing cards and drinking tequila, because they don't care either way.

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I hate all of you who are not writing me Eerie Indiana fanfiction right now, just so you know. I got a ForeverWare t-shirt for my birthday (best brothers EVER, although Johnny somewhat ruined the moment by giving me another one with a cartoon of Ozymandias chucking Daddy Winchester out of a window, nice) and I need to wear it and read exciting new fanfiction and there isn't any and basically you all suck and probably you're zombies or something.

Also, I have allowed myself to be seduced back into watching Justified so I have massive shame. Massive, battered-fangirl shame. I need therapy or something. Actually, I have Franklin and Bash on DVD, probably Zack Morris is better than therapy. I will test this theory and go and watch it right now, in fact!

I changed my mind, I want to see Texas Killing Fields after all. I don't know what the plot is, but presumably it's about some fields in Texas that go crazy and run around killing a bunch of dudes, and then Daddy Winchester has to stop them. Or something, I don't even know, he might be on the side of the fields or the evil mastermind behind everything, who cares? In the trailer he wears a GUN and STARES AT THINGS. Clearly it is the greatest movie of the year.

I had a pancake today, it was horrible. My pancakes are like ten thousand times tastier. Also, this temp agency completely wasted my time by asking me to come in for an interview after I sent them my CV and covering letter, only to tell me they didn't have any places available for the type of job I wanted and at the salary range I was asking for. WHICH I WROTE IN THE LETTER AND ALSO ON MY CV. WHAT THE FUCK. WHY DID YOU MAKE ME COME IN THEN?!

Is there a Losers kink meme? I thought there was, but I cannot find it. I did find the Watchmen kink meme though, that is quite fun and full of beautiful porn. There was a fic I was going to tell you all about, but I can't remember what it was now. It was quite beautiful.

For my birthday, I want a secret research base in Antarctica, or however the fuck you spell that word. I probably won't use it to build doom-squid and kill a bunch of people, I'll just hang out and maybe make friends with some penguins. Penguins are ace. They're always dressed for a dinner-dance even though those only happen at Christmas and whenever two penguins get married.

Now here is something I stole from evilinsanemonkey:

Favorite character:
Least favorite character:
Character with the best hair:
Character with the best eyes:
Character with the best smile:
Character I'd most want to kiss:
Character I'd most likely fuck:
Character I'd make lunch for:
Character I'd go singing in the rain with:
Character I'd go shopping with:
Character I'd go dancing with:
Character I'd take over the world with:
Character I most want to see more of:
Favorite pairing:

This evening, my brother came rushing into the kitchen, threw a pear (the most horrible of all fruit) at my head and yelled "Happy Dead Daddy Winchester Day."

I hate him for ALL TIME.

OFFICIALLY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING MANKIND HAS EVER DONE. EVER.

So Hayley has this weird pink think that sort of looks like a foam-covered pretzel that you squidge and it makes your arms toned or whatever. I was messing with it in the kitchen while Johnny and I watched Prawn destroy our kitchen in an attempt to make breakfast:

Prawn: What the hell is that?
Froodle: Hayley's bicep thingie. Getting my arms all hench for Halloween. Gotta look good in my costume.
Johnny: You can hardly squeeze it, you're not getting hench off that.
Froodle: I will be the henchest of all the Hegs. Even Buzz won't be as hench as me.
Johnny: You'll never be hench. By the way, I changed my mind about going as the Comedian, so you can go as him if you want.
Froodle: I was going to anyway, but I'm glad you realised that you're not sound enough to be the Comedian.
Johnny: Actually, it's because I didn't want to go as the guy who gets his ass kicked by a skinny blonde dude with a tiara and a load of gay porn on his work computer.
Prawn: Aaaaaahhahahhahhaah.
Froodle: Jealous little sour squad, can't take it that you're not good enough to mimic my costume choices.
Prawn: Yeah, because we want to be the spacker who dies in the first ten seconds of the film.
Froodle: If you get a girlfriend by Halloween, my costume and I are going to rape her.
Prawn: I'll get a super-ugly one, you'll be raping her and trying not to throw up at the same time.
Froodle: I'll pull my mask down over my eyes to protect myself.
Johnny: If you try to rape Hayley, she'll kick the shit out of you.
Froodle: She probably could, this fucking pretzel thing is a killer! How many of these can she do?
Johnny: I dunno, she does it when we're watching TV. It's like, an episode of the Inbetweeners-worth per night.
Froodle: Fuck! I'll roofie her first then.
Johnny: That is so not in the spirit of Halloween.
Froodle: Whingewhingewhinge, soursoursour. Who are you going as, then?
Johnny: Sonic.
Prawn: Gay.
Johnny: He isn't gay! Sonic's a legend, you shut your fucking ginger face and hurry up with my fucking omlette.
Froodle: What's Hayley going as?
Johnny: Tails.
Froodle: So you're going as Sonic, your girlfriend is going as Tails, and somehow that's not gay?
Johnny: No, because she's a Fox and Tails is a fox, get it?
Prawn: That sounds gay to me.
Froodle: Dude, I have to agree, that's full-on gay.
Johnny: You're a girl trying to get hench so you can rape my girlfriend, you're the gay one.
Froodle: I'll be in costume, fucktard, it doesn't count.
Johnny: It counts.
Froodle: You're just jealous because I'll be so much hencher and better in bed than you.
Johnny: Whatever. William! I want chorizo in mine, don't forget!
Froodle: Yeah William, our brother who isn't gay wants some sausage to start his day off.
Prawn: Haaaahahahaah.
Johnny: Hohoho, what funny little Hegs. We'll see who's laughing when I'm a sound blue hedgehog and you're dead from scrawny blond tiara dudes.
Prawn: I'm going as a crocodile.
~SILENCE~
Froodle: ...yeah, you totally win.

Dudes. WHY IS THERE NOT FANFICTION ABOUT THIS?

ETA: Johnny just pointed out that since any prank war with Adrian inevitably escalates into him getting annoyed and throwing his opponent through a plate-glass window, I would probably not enjoy said fanfiction. I pointed out that they also didn't have Craigslist or mobile 'phones back in Watchmen-time, so it could totally have a different ending, but apparently that's not "in the spirit of the game". I was not aware that defenestration was in the spirit of your average prank war. I am now worried about having written "Sour Squad" on his bathroom mirror while he was eating breakfast.