Elfwood seriously needs to get its behind into action regarding the searches and categories and such. Bah. But I won’t complain, because I’m just glad Elfwood is back to begin with! ::glomps Elfwood:: Ooh! And check out Kell’s daily sketch! T’is Percy, doncha know. ::glomps Percy as well::
YES! Discworld fanart *DOES* exist! ::is suddenly a great deal happier::
I want to get one of Kell’s groovy bookmarks, helping her pay for Sundowner 1 and her joyous cospay exploits. Help me decide what to choose by voting in my lovely new poll. “No ref” means that I’ll have to find a reference somewhere (wish me luck!).
My friend Chelle sent this to me. I thought you’d appreciate it.
Homosexual Agenda Finally Exposed
I know that many of you have heard Pat Robertson, Jerry Fallwell and others speak of the ‘Homosexual Agenda,’ but no one has ever seen a copy of it. Well, I have finally obtained a copy directly from the Head Homosexual. It is:
6:00 am Gym
8:00 am Breakfast (oatmeal and egg whites)
9:00 am Hair appointment
10:00 am Shopping
12:00 PM Brunch
2:00 PM
1) Assume complete control of the U.S. Federal, State and Local Governments as well as all other national governments,
2) Recruit all straight youngsters to our debauched lifestyle,
3) Destroy all healthy heterosexual marriages,
4) Replace all school counselors in grades K-12 with agents of Colombian and Jamaican drug cartels,
5) Establish planetary chain of ‘homo breeding gulags where over-medicated imprisoned straight women are turned into artificially impregnated baby factories to produce prepubescent love slaves for our devotedly pederastic gay leadership,
6) bulldoze all houses of worship, and
7) Secure total control of the INTERNET and all mass media for the exclusive use of child pornographers.
2:30 PM Get forty winks of beauty rest to prevent facial wrinkles from stress of world conquest
4:00 PM Cocktails
6:00 PM Light Dinner (soup, salad, with Chardonnay)
8:00 PM Theater
11:00 PM Bed (du jour)
Her name was McGill
And she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy
WIAN got rejected by Harcourt! Yo! ::does groovy rejection dance:: Now when is my stupid Ballantine letter coming? ::is impatient::
Wondering why I’m cheering over a rejection? Well, I knew I was going to get rejected from Harcourt, as they only accept manuscripts from authors with a literary agent. However, my mom made me submit a query anyway. Oh well. From there, it’s Discworld logic. Someone somewhere probably has a statistic for how often first-time writers are rejected by publishers, but for the sake of sanity, let’s say 9 out of 10 times. That means, if I sent out ten query letters, I would be accepted by only one of them. Well, so far I’ve sent out two query letters, and since one has been rejected, that slightly increases my chance of getting accepted by the other 8 queries I may eventually send out.
Yes, I know that things don’t work like that. It’s Discworld logic, as I said before. But everyone’s entitled to their own delusions, aren’t they? And plus, why get upset about something you knew was going to happen anyway?
NOOOOO!!!!! My beloved necklace just broke! I’ve worn this every day for a year! I got it with my really good friend from camp, Liz. Sadness. ::has a moment of silence for her dearly departed necklace::
I had such a weird dream last night. It was a production of Mort, one of the Discworld books that is available in play form, except it was a musical. And everyone had a wearable form of transportation: Death wore rollerblades and Ysabelle rode a unicycle. I remember an amusing scene in which Death and Ysabelle had this emotion-filled song, much in the style of “Elaborate Lives” from Aida or possibly “Come What May” from Moulin Rouge. I only wish I could have remembered more!
The only thing worse than having no ideas for a new website layout is having a lot that don’t work.