So the 411

That wank turned out to be a lot shorter than I expected it to - and honestly, I didn't expect 6A to back down on it, since they went about it in such a whirling clusterfuck of a way.

More on this later. Suffice it to say that I am back, I am not inclined to trust LJ with my original fic, which probably means that I should back up all my LJs this weekend and delete them, given that, you know, I write about incest and heroin and homosexuality. Obviously I'm a rapist.

However, there are more important things at the moment, such as MCR B-Sides. For apiphile, who facilitates me. I have dreamt about them for the last three freakin' nights, people.

These files are sendspace. There MAY be a problem for international users - however, that's a rumour that I haven't been able to confirm on their website. Their FAQ does not indicate that you can't download if you have an international ISP, and their ad tag does say "anywhere in the world", so I'm assuming for the moment that you are going to be able to dl these. If not, let me know, and I'll make a box.net account, which, for some reason, I can't make on a Mac, apparently.

Heaven Help Us
Kill All Your Friends
My Way Home Is Through You

I'm still trying to get the "Nightlife in Europe (My Chemical Romance XTC Mix)" from iTunes, but so far it's barfing on dling.

If you can play .m4v format (I can, in iTunes, but I have no idea what it is or what players support it) I have some videos, for This Mirror's Not Big Enough For The Both Of Us, Famous Last Words, and Vampires Will Never Hurt You, as well as an mpg interview from Much Music that is extraordinarily cute in parts that I can upload on Monday, but I'm not uploading them if you can't play the format. They're enormous - the Much Music interview is over 100 MB and the others are in the 60-70 MB range.

ETA: Oh my god. Homicide: Life on the Streets, complete series...less than a hundred dollars. Or 46% off.

I has a money. I knows what I do wif it now.

My secret identity

The phrase of the day here is "whatever." I do recall the time I said that to my ex, in the middle of a furious fight...in the middle of a month of furious fights...believe me, it's lots of fun trying to conduct a long-distance relationship while still living with your parents. She wasn't best pleased to hear it.

I'm glad we broke up. Even now, I still am.

Or maybe the phrase is "with an icepick." I have these catchphrases, you see, because secretly (sekritly?) I am a superhero, and superheros must have catchphrases.

If I misspell "catch" or "phrase" one more time I will start screaming.

Anyway. The catchphrase on the way out is "That makes me want to punch a nun," and the phrase on the way in is "I'm going to get an icepick and give you a lobotomy." It's not quite evolved yet - maybe it'll wind up being something like "Let me give you a lobotomy with my icepick" or something, since I seem to recall that nun-punching evolved out of Dez' "That makes me want to skin a bitch". It's a longer progression, but at least I can talk about nun punching and icepicking in front of children.

All this, of course, because the truth of the matter is that there aren't that many catchphrases that are responses to specific, direct questions - and the one I want to use is a response to one question. Any question that means why.

Why?

"Because I ran out of bullets."

I don't see how that'll ever evolve to something that isn't a response to a question. I could be wrong - I am the person who made a catchphrase out of saying "Cool" like Italians, and out of a maniacal laugh that was me copying someone who was copying me. There's no telling.

Most questions in life come down to why, though.

Think about it.

"Why me?"

"Because I ran out of bullets."

It could work.

I'm trying to decide whether to go see Offset. *pause typing* It's Romanian, though - it has that in its favour. But I kind of just want to go home and make promises that I'll clean the apartment (it's about to eat me) or that I'll finish a project (it's been on hold so long the weather's turned) or that I'll do anything other than read books I've read five hundred times before and play Apeiron.

Side note: Apeiron rocks.

I will, of course, simply go play Apeiron, though. There isn't even a reason to pretend.

Why?

Because I ran out of bullets.