It's been two weeks since I last posted (or so livejournal tells me- I, personally, feel like its been much longer) and already so much has happened. I turned eighteen which means I can now legally... vote. And I can finally click on all those "by clicking this you are stating that you are eighteen" buttons and read all the dirty fic I want without feeling guilty about kinda lieing. *clears throat* Yay me. The best birthday present ever was the news that the writer's strike is (kinda) over and my TV is (soon) returning to me. Oh glorious television. I've missed you so.

And Valentine's day happened. I hope everyone had a good one. I didn't, actually. I was kinda sick. And still am kinda sick. So I was home in bed, dizzy and bored. No chocolates or hearts anywhere. Boo. But, on the other hand, I spent a good majority of this sniffly, icky-feeling time returning to my much-loved Asian dramas, which I'd parted from for awhile due to time constraints.

Basically, I had a Dal Ja's Spring marathon. It was amazing. I recommend it to anyone.

In my next post I'll try to make a list of all the Asian dramas I want to recommend and I'll go into deeper detail about Dal Ja's Spring. I'd do it now, but I'm a tad exhausted. At nine o'clock. Being sick really does take it's toll. >_<

I bought the first season of Ugly Betty last weekend and yesterday I finally made it up to the episode. I think you know what I mean. (And I'm talking about the bridge ep if you don't.)

I swoon at all things Betty/Daniel. I can't help myself, really. Watching them have fun together makes my heart cry happy tears. Everything about this episode was love. Starting at Daniel's face when he hears that Betty quit working for "her". And then how protective Betty gets of Daniel. And the non-date.  The snails she pulled out of her pocket. The way Daniel asked her to basically stay with him. The joint comforting. The singing. The bridge. (Omgthewayhelookedatheronthebridge!) These two are in it for the long haul- I just know it.

But you guys- my family doesn't see it! So frustrating. My five year old niece (who rarely has the attention span to sit still for the time it takes to color a picture, but strangely can watch hour after hour of Ugly Betty) prefers Henry. It's actually pretty funny. The first episode she ever saw was season two's Bananas for Betty (it was a little awkward when I tried to explain why Betty was putting the ice cream on Henry's tummy and not a bowl) but she totally loved Henry's dancing and, I guess, kinda started crushing on him a bit. I realized this when, last night, we watched a couple of episodes of season one and she saw Daniel and said, and I quote, "he sure looks better with his glasses." So then I explained- no, she was thinking of Henry. She then replied "Oh. Well, when's he coming? He's handsomer." And she blushed... My five year old niece, guys.

Then there's my mom. I had my mom watch the dvds with me cause I know this is the kind of show she could really get into, and of course, she totally did. Now, my mom's a pretty shippy person herself (you should see her whenever we watch Pride&Prejudice or any of the PotCs) but she was totally mum while I squeed my way the first three discs at each and every Daniel/Betty scene. Naturally, I realized something was up. So I asked and she was all: "Well... You can tell they're definitely best friends. But that's all they'll be, I think" Psh. I'm all like: that'll change and grow. Just watch. Someday...

It's my first post, so I figure I'll give a brief intro: I am a homosapien who really sucks at keeping journals. I don't know ~how~ many colorful notebooks of numerous shapes, sizes, and designs I have strewn about the house, each with maybe three pages filled in, all of them starting with a proclamation that THIS one would be the one I'd see through. THIS would be the money journal. And yet so far? Still no money journal. So hopefully I'll make THIS one the money journal. Yay for the internet!

But yeah, I'm new here, and I have no real idea how this works. I ~hope~ I make it to the stage where I can post pictures and rants and other blah blah blah about my life. But most likely this will end up as a complete documentation of all my shippy loves. (I'm a fangirl- what can I say?)

I can't promise any amazingly creative contributions on my part. Although I love reading fanfic and other works that all you incredible writers out there produce so often, I seem to live in an environment that is hostile to plot bunnies. They die before they find me. It's incredibly sad. Someday, I promise, I will sit down and really try to write something, but until then, I suppose I'll be relying on all of you.

I'm looking forward to it.