Woo! Ann posted the Scully propoganda poster in her blog. Go look! ::laughs:: It’s oh-so-nifty!
Tanja and I are getting married! Originally, I had Marauder!Sirius and Tanja had Percy, but we decided to tie the knot ourselves. I will now be known as Priscilla Spencer-Suhinina-Weasley-Black.
Amusing-as-heck-site-of-the-whenever: MiST of RENT
Tanja mentioned someting about Ann’s Scully propoganda poster. I wanna see it! ::flails::
Renata felt her stomach turn sickeningly, like a sentient undercooked pancake stuck inside a leaky plastic ball in the middle of a hurricane. She felt the overwhelming burden of control fall heavily onto her shoulders, like an elephant dropped from a tall building onto a homing pigeon. She felt her throat constrict, but that wasn’t actually nervousness, it was phlegm.
I really love writing humor fic. This is from an RML story I’m working on. ::cackles:: I think I got my vivid use of metaphor from reading too much Douglas Adams.
I get to see Dave Barry! I get to see Dave Barry! Oh, be still, my heart! ::squeals loudly::
LiveJournal is the weakest link. Bye bye.
My ugly HP calendar says that today (erm… yesterday) was Canada Day. I hope that you Canadians had a good one! Full of beavers and hockey games and maple leaves and people that pronounce the letter “Z” wrong! Kisses to all of you, eh? As for the rest of you: have you hugged a mountie today?
I just saw the movie of “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead”. I think I liked the play better. Of course, when I read the play, I didn’t have my dad looking over my shoulder, interrupting with “Look! This is when Guildenstern almost invents _(whatever)_!” Gah! Just let me watch the movie! Then he kept interrupting, saying stuff like “okay, now that’s Polonius. This is the scene where Hamlet kills him through the drapery, thinking that he’s Claudius.” AAARGH! It’s awful! I realize that I’ve never read Hamlet, but I’ve seen and read three parodies/satires of the play. You’d think that I’d have an idea of what’s going on, but evidently my dad doesn’t think that. Whenever my dad knows more about any subject than I do, he feels that he has to spout off all the mind-numbingly obvious facts about it. DUH — Hamlet thinks it’s his father. DUH — Guilderstern is about to discover momentum. DUH — Claudius murdered Hamelt’s father and married his mother. DUH — Guildenstern is about to discover gravity. DUH — he made a biplane. It’s infuriating!
I suppose he’s entitled to his moments of irritation, since today’s his birthday, but he’s overstepping the privelidge. I’m not completely brainless. I’m a fairly perceptive person. He’s the equivalent of the guy in a movie theatre showing “The 6th Sense” that shouts out “Bruce Willis is dead!” 30 minutes into the film. Except the other way around… ::blinks:: Yeah. ::sighs::
Cairnsy is my hero, by the way.
As for Percy acting as Percy, I’m going to be keeping a very close on Oliver and Percy during the film, I’m sure there will be some slashy moments there somewhere ….
Percy: Can you pass the salt, Oliver?
Oliver: Sure. *passes salt*Cairnsy: *squeals* I TOLD you they were madly in love with each other! *dashes off to write about the hidden meanings behind the scene*