Drama Queens and SVH

Certain people in the land of Pullip are just fucking crazy. In a bad way. In a way that is most uncool. And while I imagine this could be said of many people, few vex me so often and with such regularity that I wish anvils would fall from the sky and take them and their dolls out.
As to the latest Pullip drama, y'know, 'management'? Going through and deleting things just makes you look like you're power tripping and have something to hide. Especially when lately you've been acting like a spaz in all the worst ways. It does when other people do it, too.

Ooooh. Placebo! *dances* Which reminds me for no reason at all, I was at Books-A-Million and looking at the magazines, noting that they now sell a mag that frequently has MCR [but naturally this go round it was just a little bit] and saw Lacuna Coil on the cover of... something. An import mag, and I thought of getting it and sending it to you, T. But I dunno how far the love goes, so I held off. *muses*

I need to actually start collecting my thoughts and putting them together in a coherant sort of way. I'm not sure why I'd bother to try and change, but sometimes I think I should. You may now snicker, as I imagine hell will freeze before this happens. Attention span of a...

Ooh. Shiny.

Went out to Summerville today/yesterday/whatever. Monday. The drive out there takes forever, and I didn't realize the air conditioner in the truck is still very much on the dead side. Which wasn't so bad, only it was really windy and Mom's driving was... enh. So when the pollen would be blown directly in her face? Horror! Still, made it to the Trade-A-Book and then proceeded to pick through the Sweet Valley books. First I grabbed the Senior Year books I didn't have, as those are a massive pain in the arse to find. All two of them. Then I grabbed the SVU books I didn't have. I left one on the shelf as the cover looked like crap, and considering the price, I could get two of the old SVH books for the same price. So I went through and grabbed the SVH specials I was missing. That only resulted in one book. Then I went through and snagged the ones I didn't have. I realized I'd easily burn out if I just grabbed everything, so I put them back and started again. This time I only held onto the ones I either loved or hadn't read [in forever, or ever] and that still caused a huge pile. I stopped when I could no longer carry them comfortably. After years of library practice, this meant I walked away with quite a few books.

I'm sure it's wrong to be so giddy about buying a bunch of books that probably kill IQ points just as fast as drinking, but to hell with it. I'm all a-twitter. :D

And now for a buzzkill. After I killed some IQ points watching the SVH series [grabbed the DVDs from the library], I grabbed the phone and tried calling Ryan. Naturally no one answered. Ditzed off for awhile, made my own dinner. Stuff. Then around 8, I figured I'd try one more time. I got someone who didn't have an odd accent. That was a bit of a mind fuck right there, and was told it was Carl. Wow. The infamous Carl. Anywayy, Ryan was there, but they were walking out the door. Ha. Stalled him. Thing is, I was blindsided by the walking out the door, so I didn't really think he'd chat for half an hour. Which he did. And I wasn't using my cell phone. o_O

Who knew lizards bit the cats that tried to kill them? *twitches*