just, NO.

me to hollsk: ok. is this wrong or is it wrong: qui-gon/obi-wan/anakin threesome?

oh, you choose door number one? and behind it is... VERY, VERY WRONG.

congratulations! you've won the year's supply of turtle food AND the crocheted bathtub!

...in other news, have updated my recs page. new additions are mostly star wars, but there are some west wing, star trek, and lotr that i've been meaning to put up for a long time and haven't gotten around to, like things by wax_jism, southpaw526, and cara_chapel.

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dreamed i was rose cotton married to sam and he was abusive. spent much time sneaking around trying to avoid him. he didn't really act like sam at all--but i knew that was his name.

um, ok.

also... gip. from a snow white children's book illo by trina schart hyman.

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getting up early makes you feel good. yes, it does. be quiet and leave me my illusions.

i have to go to an appointment at 9 am today and should probably both shower and dress. so that means... i would be going now. yes. right. going.

aaaaaarg.

in my dream there was also this bit at my college, only i went to boston university, where people were showing me and guinevere33 that the windows were made of bulletproof glass, and when i was locking myself in a bathroom after being forced to attend a movie dressed as storm from the x-men. and there were people i didn't like in the kitchen rolling out pastry dough, and then i was forced to work as a waitress and washing dishes for some kind of ceremony, one of those tacky ones with folded polyester napkins on the table, and every table has an identical fake flower arrangement exactly in the center.

*pokes subconscious cautiously with a stick*

*runs away again*

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i'm so very very tired. in a good way, rather. spent the whole afternoon finishing samuel r delany*'s beautiful and brilliant neveryóna because i was babysitting.

this little boy, who is, i think, twelve, looks enough like dan radcliffe that he could, as i was telling him today, make money as a harry potter impersonater, with the judicious addition of an oddly-shaped scar. he's shy and i'm not terribly fascinating, so the extent of our interaction was him giving me directions ("do i turn here or am i lost?" "ummmmm, you want to turn up there.") and some brief conversations about harry potter (giggly) and star wars (enthusiastic. he thought aotc was better than tpm, but told me very seriously that it got "panned").

* if there's anyone i adore more than i adore my little ruffled kitten, with as little logical reason, it would be delany. he's a bearded gay black santa who writes like this? it's almost enough to make me want to have his babies.

and i have a headache again, i'm sure you'll be pleased to know. trala.

if he could see his way to daylight...?

What
kind of clothes should I be wearing? by Evelyn

i cheated. the quiz wasn't very well done anyway.