zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (Default)
Soooo, I had this thought, last night, and it is now all up in my brainpan.

Somebody (read: not me because I don't finish shit) should rewrite The Phantom of the Opera so that Christine is TOTALLY down with kicking it with the Phantom for the rest of foreverz, because he is a total BAMF and that Raoul kid is okay and all, but PHANTOM. SRSLY.

And see, in my head, this doesn't sound crack-y. AT ALL.

jump on it

Dec. 19th, 2010 11:10 pm
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (Fuck Decaf)
So, I blew up another Facebook page. This time with more lolcats.

I think I might have a problem...
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (It was more fun in hell)
Ahahaha, so I pressured [livejournal.com profile] zece into posting her latest pornlet, and one outpouring of "MY TORMENTED SOUL ZOMG" deserves another, even if it's written by me and is really, really disturbing. because the fact that I'm writing isn't terrifying enough

Ye be warned. )

I weird myself out, sometimes.
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (It was more fun in hell)
You know what kind of character I want to write?

I want to write a bad guy. Not just a plot device, I want a main, integral character to be a Bad Guy. No redeeming qualities, no kindness deep in the tortured corner of his soul. He is just cruel and intelligent and calculating and kind of insane, but he's too smart to have tunnel-vision when it comes to his goals.

Like Nolan's Joker, except no facepaint. Someone who will rape, pillage, and plunder because it seemed like the thing to do at the time and he was bored. Pure Chaotic Evil, you guys. I want that. And I want that as a main character, THE main character. His point-of-view.

More Voldemort, less Harry Potter, kids. Evil has to have its day. No, evil needs to have its day.

And all this just before finals, too, go figure.
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (It was more fun in hell)
So, we all have those days. Those days when you just feel... evil. It's not anger, not as such. It's just that vicious pleasure you get from watching gory horror flicks. It's the respect you feel for the Dark Side that scares you a little bit, if you think about it for too long. It's the person you could be if you were a little less restrained, a little more feral.

You wouldn't want to live in that headspace, but hell if it isn't fun, once in a while.

So here's a compilation of media that'll put a smile on that face.

Because I feel like it. )
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (College)
So I found out that the US Public Health Service Corps offers a scholarship (?) for getting your doctorate, so long as you go to UF.

I'm like, "..."

For those who don't know, the Public Heath Service is LEGIT. You're a uniformed officer, you get commissions from Congress, and you can retire on that nonsense. To do physical therapy, I have to get my doctorate. I planned on going to UF.

These guys offer a full bloody ride. You serve two years for every one year you study. And the benefits are mindblowing.

This is a long way off. I have pre-recs to tackle, on top of my major requirements. Then I gotta take the GREs. Then I gotta get INTO physical therapy school. But if I can pull all of that off, I just may have found someone who'll pay for my doctorate.

Evil master plan is evil.
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (Cigarette)
Idea: Lets all get sent to an insane asylum. And take it the fuck over.

Rise up, lash out, break out. It'll be the best of Girl Interrupted and One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest all at once!

Without the lobotomies.

Les' do it!

I'm trying to duck studying for exams, can you tell?
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (Metallicar)
[Error: unknown template qotd]Disable as many of the other cars on the road as possible, using aggressive driving tactics and surface-to-surface missiles.
Less drivers equals less gas used.
Simple. :)
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (Passive agressive)
I want to make a YouTube video dedicated to giving men erectile dysfunction.

No, seriously! I have a plan!

So, men get hardons when they see something cool, right? Be it an explosion on Spike TV or a sexy woman giving Sean Connery a lap dance (take that as you will). So, first we need to give men their erections.

So, we have several shots of something cool, sexy, what-have-you.


Frame after frame of wince-inducing, deflating PAIN. Nut-shots. Candles melting in fastforward. Nails on a chalkboard. Cut trees falling with the cry of 'TIMMMMBEEEEEEEEEER!' Dancing naked fat men (this one could be risky to my plan, but I'll take that chance).

The most horrifingly unsexy screenshots known to humankind, all in one place. The kind that make your insides shrivel and your blood flee someplace other than the Deep South.

You know it could work. Right up until YouTube banned it. WHICH MEANT THAT IT WORKED TOO WELL! WAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!


::deep wheezing breathes::

Eheheheh... Ahhaaa...


::sips tea::
zfreelance: (<lj site="livejournal.com"  user="timepunching">) (Why fight it?)
It's a world of laughter, a world of tears, it's a world of hopes and a world of fears. There's so much that we share that its time we're aware, it's a small world after all!



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