Icon Memeage

Meme time! From happymediocrity

1. Reply to this post, and I will pick five of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon glee...




In the Torchwood radio show, Ianto gets the team into the hadron reactor by telling them he is the Ambassador of Wales. Because he is that awesome! Gwen is his sexy wife. And Jack is his manservant he is boffing on the side. ;D (also this is a misquote, but I didn't realize until a month after I started using it)



Tiny!Superman is tiny! From the Sins of Youth JLA/Young Justice crossover arc where Klarion (bum bum bum) the Witch Boy turns the Justice League into tiny children and Young Justice into grown-ups. The first splash page has so many iconable bits - tiny Superman, tiny Flash racing tiny Jay Garrick!Flash, tiny broody Batman...*DEAD OF CUTE*



asldkjk;l'flkj SO PRETTY. This is art from The Cave of Two Lovers episode of Avatar. The two lovers are from rival tribes, and they meet together at the mountain between their settlements. Then the man is killed in the war. In her grief, the woman invents earth-bending and ends the war. I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH.



D'awww, John is a sad puppy. I don't remember if I was looking through face_of_joe specifically for an pic to make into an icon, or if I was just impressed by how pathetic and adorable he looks in that one. But I do love that Joe Flanagin has a whole comm devoted to the goofy/cute/hot/bizarre faces he makes.



*grins* My first-ever gif! In retrospect, I should have used a different font, but hey, can't change it now. The text is, of course, one of the mottos of the late, great scans_daily (the other is "at scans_daily, it's never just you" :D ), which pretty sums up my entire attitude to fandom. The pairings are, in order: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard (from s4 Miller's Crossing), Captain America/Iron Man (the infamous hug-and-fly from Young Avengers), Blue Beetle/Booster Gold (from BG 10, break my heart why don't you!), and Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones (from TW s2 To The Last Man).

Thanks, happymediocrity!

Ow, and also OW

I'm not sure what exactly happened, but when iTunes updated the other day, something got borked in the update, and when I reopened it after all my music was gone. All the music files on my external hard drive were still there, iTunes just wasn't reading them. Very odd! So I reuploaded my entire library, all 1400 songs, and I had all my music back. But I was not very happy about it, because it meant all my extras were gone - all my slashy playlists, all my fixed song titles, but mostly my playcounts. It was disconcerting to see all my songs listed as never having been listened to. Especially as I am rather OCD about knowing what I listen to when.

So today, I overslept quite badly, and that always throws my day really badly. I didn't have the energy to actually do anything, like go grocery shopping, so I decided to devote myself to doing all the Max-upkeep things I put off all the time. First on the list: fixing my iTunes. It took a lot of googling and several false starts, but finally I figured out that there is a previous library file saved in the program folder that you can change to the primary library file. And then it was just a matter of a) going through and re-fixing the 200-odd songs that iTunes, because of my meddling, couldn't find anymore (fuuuuuuuun), and b) re-importing the 10 or so songs that I hadn't made the crossover. It was really ridiculously tedious, but now I have all my music and all my music stats back, so I'm pretty proud of myself.

Do I have a "ways I have injured myself" tag? I really need one, if I don't. Today I pulled a fairly impressive one - I was taking some pictures of my desk (I felt a need for documentation of what is possibly one of the geekiest desk spaces ever), and I couldn't get a good pic of the upper shlef, so I climbed onto my desk chair. This...was not such a good idea! I got my picture, but then I shifted my weight a little wrong and the chair tipped, spilling me over into the window. The bruise on my leg is truly amazing - it's actually more a badly-scraped up, very painful dent in my shin where the edge of the chair caught me. And I'm pretty sure anyone walking by the window right then could hear me calling the chair a ousy son of a motherfucker. *rolls eyes* Sometimes I wonder how I've managed to live this long.

A Boy And His Tiger

Explorers Are We by Bill Watterson

I made a big decision a little while ago.
I don't remember what it was, which prob'ly goes to show
That many times a simple choice can prove to be essential
Even though it often might appear inconsequential.

I must have been distracted when I left my home because
Left or right I'm sure I went. (I wonder which it was!)
Anyway, I never veered: I walked in that direction
Utterly absorbed, it seems, in quiet introspection.

For no reason I can think of, I've wandered far astray.
And that is how I got to where I find myself today.