amand_r: (spartans dine)
It's no secret that I'm a total unfaithful music whore. I never buy albums anymore. I find things on youtube and pandora and then I buy them. Sometiems, like with K'naan, I do become a fan of all their stuff. But until I hear more of their shit, I stay to the few songs I have.

Here's what's on replay on my iPod. )
amand_r: (obligatory serious icon)
For Tianyu:



I dreamed I went to 2pac's house with Tianyu last night, and he stepped on our disc of Katamari Damacy. Oh 2Pac, why you be fucking with my shit?

raaaaaaaap.

Oct. 1st, 2010 09:58 am
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Justin Timberlake and Jimmy Fallon do a history of rap. OMG THEY START WITH THE SUGARHILL GANG AND END WITH JAY-Z. THEIR SNOOP AND DRE IMPRESSIONS ARE WORTH IT.

Sorry non us peeps,it's hulu.

thanks,[livejournal.com profile] adjovi
amand_r: (amanda is nuts)
1. What's with Family Guy's Conway Twitty thing? It started with short clips, and now 7.13 had a whole performance of "I See The 'Want To' In Your Eyes". Not that I didn't LOL, but what up with this? Did Seth MacFarlane get the rights to all Conway Twitty's music or something?

2. The drawback to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS in my house is that I don't want to write. Why does this happen? It happens when I have a shitload of things to do, that's for damn sure. Wholas, kinky krimmas, the twfemfic fest, about six original fic things to do, plus that charity book thing (NO I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN, TWITTER PEOPLE). I need something to jumpstart my ass. OH AND ALSO I HAVE THAT SEASON OF TORCHWOOD WOT I BE DOING. JESUS.

SOMEONE KICK ME IN THE ARSE.

3. My fried egg fu is sufficiently warmed up, so tonight it's stout and cheddar rarebit with fried eggs and the old stand-by, carrots and leeks. Oh carrots and leeks, why can't I quit you? I am using balsamic vinegar again instead of red wine vinegar.

4. My kid is in preschool! She started Monday, and so far so good.

5. This year she wants to be Snow White for Halloween. See Mander drive from one store to another.

6. I SEE THE 'WANT TO' IN YOUR EYES.

7. Ever look at all your junk and become filled with the urge to see how much of it you can sell? Because I think that might be my new hobby.

8. Writing a short story about a unicorn showing up on a midwest farm, and it's not going to have a happy ending. But all this urban or modern fantasy, I have no idea who takes it. My horror is not going over well with the horror markets. All my rejections are like, "This is good, but it's not us. Do you have anything more us?" It's enough to make a girl turn to poetry. Which, oh hai quiet passion.

9. I keep all my books that I'm currently reading stashed about the house in places. I have, at any given time, about 8 of them, and sometimes I substitute more when I get in a new pulp crap thing that I'll do in three days (or hours). So I finished Wharton, and picked up The Abridged Tale of Genji, like a responsible reader. Then I got waylaid by The Murder of Biggie Smalls. BUT THEN I GOT WAYLAID BY LKH'S NEW ANITA BLAKE BOOK. OH MY GOD IF MY READING HABITS WERE A NASDAQ CHART, IT WOULD LOOK LIKE BLACK MONDAY. With any luck I can skim my way through LKH and back into Biggie and then into Genji and the Burroughs I cracked the other day.

10. Okay, I just want to state for the record that I find it humourous, given the general attitude that the lyrics of Death Row records used to have re: the police, that they would only hire off-duty cops for their security. On one hand it's heartening, because it shows that it's possible to believe in the corruption of some of the police dept and still believe in their abilities or that some of them are good. On the other hand it's lol.

11. I have a mental image of Jack teaching Lois, Maggie and Robert how to lindy hop after hours in the atrium, to this song. They all have their shoes off, and they're goofing off in their stocking feet in the atrium. Gwen and Dee are in their offices pretending they don't hear. But they do. Gwen gives in, but Dee puts her head phones in and listens to Barry Manilow. BEANS AND CORNBREAD.
amand_r: (WATCH FOR CAMELS)
I ONCE GOT BUSY IN A BURGER KING BATHROOM.



It's true. I listen to this every Wednesday.

BEST. SONG. EVER.

And for you more artsy people, have a montage of sort of naked people to a French love song.

fuck yeah

Jun. 23rd, 2010 11:20 am
amand_r: (the server is robust)
amand_r: (christmas/mc chris evergreen)
an oldie but goodie. Oh eminem, you are a lyrical genius.



For the curious, the youtube page contains a lyric sheet.
amand_r: (COFFEE)
1. KIDLET NEWS:



I don't get why her "Cheese!" face is her Mongolian sneer. Tyra would tell her that her pose is full of Dreckitude. "VIV! WHERE IS YOUR NECK? ARE YOU SMIZING?"

Also, today she told me she had to pee (seriously, this was one of the hardest things to get her to do), and I told her to go up to the potty herself. AND SHE DID. AND SHE USED TOILET PAPER, AND SHE CAME BACK DOWN. Poor thing did it in the dark, since out bathroom has no windows. SO I TAUGHT HER TO TURN THE LIGHT ON AND OFF. HURRAY FOR SELF-SUFFICIENCY!

2. And now for some random pics of shit wot I like. )

3. Lastly, let us all take a moment to appreciate the fine lyrical genius of Salt N Pepa's 1993 masterpiece, "Somebody's Getting' on My Nerves":

Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand.
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer.
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks.
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold,
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old.
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped,
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP.
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me.


Yes, get off my bra strap, peoples. LAWL. Personally, I don't think "meat-beating daydreamer" gets nearly enough usage.
amand_r: (tw/jack licks eleven)
1. I want Jonathan Creek and Maddy to hook up. I know it probably won't happen.

2. [livejournal.com profile] copperbadge wrote Scott/John volcano phone sex. YEAH. John Versus the Volcano. LOL.

3. [livejournal.com profile] adjovi was stuck in Benin because of volcanic ash. Read her awesome adventures on flying AIR MALI and their tickets printed on WORD DOCUMENTS.

4. [livejournal.com profile] curriejean sent me a necklace of awesome. Pics when my hair is being better, BUT she also sent me stickers! VOTE SAXON stickers!

5. Big ass bang is at 14 K and that's just episode one. a snippet, because I can't not. )

6. Lastly, let us all take a moment to appreciate the fine lyrical genius of Salt N Pepa's 1993 masterpiece, "Step":

I'm your honey-dipper so you say, you know
Then you react and attack every flirt and ho
But oh, no - you gots to go now, bro
To and fro, unh-unh, no mo'
So just walk out the door and be out like Margetta[?]
I've been through this before, but now I think I betta
Kick ya to the curb cuz this hurts, word
You dis and wanna kiss? Now that's absurd
Yo, Spinderella ain't the kind type to be pulled down, ya know
Before I go out I go blow-for-blow
So tell those hos that sittin' there waitin' by the phone
That they can have you cuz you's gone.


Because Spinderella is the best DJ name EVAR. (Except for DJ Panda).
amand_r: (batman/how exciting is this?)
Senegalese rap, anyone?

Esperanza, by Daara J (feat. Sergent Garcia)

MEOW MEOW.

And if you just want to look:

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