X Years Ago Today

Three years (and a day) ago, it was 2006.

And I lost my virginity¹.

The squeeing in that entry is pretty accurate as to how I feel every single time I go to Rocky --I'm up to...fifteen? Sixteen times, I believe. Yeah.

It's not at all something I can explain. I like sex², and I like snark, and Rocky has both in spades. Of course it's the best damn thing ever. It just feels...comfortable. And thanks to my association with the master of snark, shadowcaptain, I know more than a few lines --I can hold my own throughout more or less the entirety of the movie. I have had people (non-ironically) yell at me to shut the fuck up, because they're trying to watch a movie. I've been shirtless watching three different casts³, and helped deflower at least a dozen friends. I really really like Rocky. It makes me happy.

And yeah. Three years, baby! I should go masturbate⁴ to celebrate.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: By which I mean "Rocky Horror virginity."

2: By which I mean "I like people being sexy and confident and scantily clad and silly."

3: By which I mean "clad only in a bra from the waist up"

4: By which I mean "Watching the DVD all by myself and being lonely and lame.⁵"

5: By which I mean "masturbating. *waggles eyebrows*"

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So, being as I got some amount of magical plastic itunes money for Christmas, I've been spending a dollar of it here or there to grab songs that I absolutely need. Unfortunately, due to the fact that I have terrible taste of music, my choices will probably make you all wince.

So, here's your chance to force some GOOD music into me. You get to pick one song that you love so much you're willing to force me to give the artist a pittiance via itunes, and I will buy that song. Limited to the first eight or twelve people who post, limit one song per person. I promise I will listen to the song. I have to be able to buy it from itunes, this is magic plastic money I'm using, remember?

You lot spend loads of time being shocked at how pop-culture unsavvy I am. Fix it.

~Sor
MOOP!

( And for reference, the eight songs I've already bought: )

ETA: I could still use another three or four songs, and please don't hesitate to recommend regardless --I'll toss any that I don't feel like paying real money for into my pop culture to acquire file for the next time I get plasticmoney.

Cocoa, bitches!

As you all ought to know, someday I will rule the world. When that happens, you will all be my subordinates. Not slaves, exactly, more like everybody I know becomes the equivilant of a younger sibling--if I want a sandwichdrink or something, then you have to go make me one.

Anyways. When that happens, I figure there ought to be some sort of resource for making me sandwichesdrinks, and not doing something heinous like putting mayonaise onwater in them or something¹. Todays lesson is:

How to make Kat hot cocoa:

Ingredients/Supplies:
A smallish pot
A stove
Some milk (eight ounces is probably right)
Some hot cocoa (I have no taste buds; from a packet is generally fine)
A mug
A stirring spoon
A mixing spoon

Recipe!

1: Put the milk in the pan, put the pan on the stove, and set the stove to no hotter than medium.

2: Use the bit of time you have before the milk gets hot and requires full attention to put the cocoa powder in the mug.

3: Continue to heat the milk, stirring it with the stirring spoon to keep it from boiling or burning or scalding or sticking to the pot. If the milk boils, or burns, or scalds, or sticks to the pot, so help you, I will not be a happy queen.

4: Once the milk is quite hot (I test by placing a drop on my inner wrist --when I go "ow!" and jerk away, it's probably perfect) pour it carefully into the mug.

5: Using the mixing spoon, mix the cocoa and milk thoroughly.

6: Deliver the cocoa to me. Be proud of a job well done.

Have a nice day!

~Sor
MOOP!

1: I'm kindof a big fan of not having watered down drink. Yes, this goes as far as to include ice in soda (and in apple juice, dear airlines, why the fuck would you put ice in juice, gods!), so I'll be unhappy with you if you mess up.

(((This blast from the past brought to you from one year, seven months, and four days ago today.)))