So much on my mind I can't recline.

1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO sparky77!

I have no words. I was all freaked out that I didn't have a present for you, and then remembered I wrote you a 60 page present two weeks ago. You tell me, Nate and Brad should go to high school together, and then suddenly, they're on a road trip in skeezy motels with powedered soap and winning stuffed animals at fairs and having heartbreak over Brad joining the military and Nate being all "WTF!" And Brad being all "We're not gay!" And Nate being all "Except for you putting your cock up my ass last night!" And then there is sadness and heartache. I don't know many people who could make me think any of this was a good idea, but you do. You are such a bad fucking influence. Thank God. Happy Birthday, sweetie.

(pee ess: Raining is a sign of good luck. Somewhere).

b. Nominations are open for yuletide, the ultimate small fandom love fest. I fucking love me some yuletide. I have particpated every year it's been running, and even when I'm sweating gold bricks, I don't regret joining (although Mad Men last year almost broke the camel). Generation Kill people, if you are going to be participating this year, if you are even considering it, which you should because it's all about giving back, then for the love of the baby Colbert, get in there and nominate our fandom. It's already on the tab (you don't have to add it), but we need VOTES. We need love! I must haz Brad/Nate (in bed).

3. I have had the same low level headache for weeks now. Allergies you are not slick. Also, you can run/walk so much in one weekend that your ass hurts. No, not your feet, your ass.

d. Please make sure you are signed up to vote. PLEASE. And then you know VOTE BARACK. EARLY AND OFTEN! And Rahm Emanuel stop being so damn hot all the time. Just because you are the RL Ari's brother is no reason to confuse me like this.

f. Does anybody have the new Pink album or the new Kaiser Chiefs that they would like to share with the class?

ETA All my thoughts about Patriotism, Joe Six-Pack and "Real Americans" are summed up perfectly here. You know, since "If I was from New York city, and fought in the war and died, it doesn't count." On behalf of Jon Stewart and myself, fuck you, Sarah Palin.

And where the hell is vylit?