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Jan. 16th, 2011 10:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Item the first: LJ username change! (ETA: irisgirl12000 -> asimplechord) I've been thinking of changing it forever. Actually, I kept hoping that the name I originally wanted (favoritemistake) would become available, because the person who has it has zero posts. But that doesn't seem to be the case, and I'm tired of waiting, so I chose another relevant phrase. DW (favoritemistake), Yahoo email (irisgirl12000), and gmail account names are not changing, FYI. Twitter is, to match.
Second. Missed the Golden Globes entirely tonight. Instead, saw the Alley/Seattle Rep production of God of Carnage. They modified it slightly, setting it in Houston rather than Brooklyn or Paris. HILARIOUSLY accurate portrayal of modern humanity.
Third. AO has started. GIMME THAT SPANISH ARMADA! Verdasco's match is at ass o'clock tonight. I'll probably fall asleep waiting for the coverage to start, but whatever. SHINY!
Um. I am going to go read more of John LeCarre's Our Kind of Traitor and think about some American Idiot fic set to these lyrics, because you all know how I feel about Rise Against:
All because of you,
I believe in angels.
Not the kind with wings,
No, not the kind with halos,
The kind that bring you home,
When home becomes a strange place.
I'll follow your voice,
All you have to do is shout it out.
Second. Missed the Golden Globes entirely tonight. Instead, saw the Alley/Seattle Rep production of God of Carnage. They modified it slightly, setting it in Houston rather than Brooklyn or Paris. HILARIOUSLY accurate portrayal of modern humanity.
Third. AO has started. GIMME THAT SPANISH ARMADA! Verdasco's match is at ass o'clock tonight. I'll probably fall asleep waiting for the coverage to start, but whatever. SHINY!
Um. I am going to go read more of John LeCarre's Our Kind of Traitor and think about some American Idiot fic set to these lyrics, because you all know how I feel about Rise Against:
All because of you,
I believe in angels.
Not the kind with wings,
No, not the kind with halos,
The kind that bring you home,
When home becomes a strange place.
I'll follow your voice,
All you have to do is shout it out.
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