what a glorious feeling--

i love how the destiny's child albums (and britney, for that matter) have spoken bits, lead-ins to the next songs, tacked to the ends.

so 'bug a boo' ends with 'thou shalt confess,' very dramatically whispered--and then the opening bars of 'singin' in the rain' ripple across the computer.

i'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above! the sun's in my heart and i'm ready for love. let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place! come one with the rain; i've a smile on my face.

canada, oh, canada

you taste so bitter and taste so sweet, oh...

::blinks sleepily::

fuck.

ninglor found gandalf the white,

hiding under the google image search 'white queen.' ::quirks eyebrows::

oh NO!

dreamed my family took me to a science fiction convention, and it was in one of those tremendous hotels that are sometimes attached to malls. the con was set up in the mall-stores, mostly, instead of in empty conference rooms in the hotel as they usually are. the book seller, for instance, had a lot of tables in what was generally probably a music store (with tables pushed to the side). and it was a largeish one but for the whole con there was only one (and it took us long enough to find it. >.<) there was a whole shelf of harry potter crap, and another whole shelf of lord of the rings stuff including those little replicas of the one ring. but they didn't have many of the authors that everyone knows, let alone anything new to browse through (which is why i like con booksellers!). it was like, like, books-a-million or something except that it was one huge nightmarish fantasy and sf section and they didn't call it 'sci fi.' in horror we left, and there were mall employees about dressed like a ... giant shark and a giant lobster? (???) and they thought we weren't supposed to be there and chased me and my dad, who was carrying cuddlepint, halfway through the mall until we hid in the bathrooms.

now back to bed.

i've never thrown my knickers at you and i don't come from wales

oh, oh, oh the pain of deleting music and images from my harddrive. even my school network drive is full. ::whimper::

forgotten part of the sf con dream:

as daddy and i were leaving the book shop, two people were entering. one was wearing a cloak. following conversation overheard:

1: i thought this was a star trek convention.
2: no, there aren't enough people dressed like darth vader.
1: oh. it must be a gambling convention.
2: yeah.

which reminds me--

# i also dreamed i closed all three of the opaque blinds in the bay window. woke up groggy and confused--why is it so light in here? --oh.

# did i hear aright that cara_chapel wrote some chloe/lana? my mind may have been occupied with kerfluffles or smut at the time, but i certainly want to read it. may i? ::sweetest princess face::

sirius and remus (and girls with guns)

...which would be this icon. i made a large batch, as there seems to be some interest. will upload later, however. i've just had a lovely little piece of chocolate.

wax_jism: Remus is Colin Creevey, Potter fangirl!
wax: snigger.
cim thing: well, actually...
cim thing: that's more peter.
wax: yeah
cim thing: except remus has the camera.
wax: Remus is an impartial observer.
wax: of course--
wax: he does have a hard on for sweaty quidditch players.
wax: kinky.
cim thing: yep.
wax: on the other hand, Sirius likes to be bitten. :-)
cim thing: yes, he does!
cim thing: he's MF* a werewolf.
cim thing: it goes with the territory.

*as in MFEO, dumbass!

poor squirrelmir...

...his little paws just can't handle the intricacies of image-editing programs, so hollsk and i have to make his icons for him. ::heaves a great sigh::

if we bring a little joy, dear, into your hum-drum life, then we'll know that all our hard work ain't been in vain for nothin.'

::bangs head on things::

things cim has lost today...:

1. the way to the bathroom (no, it does not go THROUGH the corner of the wall)
2. anne's address
3. a bunch of other addresses
4. some of her favorite images (on her hard drive)
5. several chat transcripts
6. second favorite pair of panties
7. motivation to walk to the dining hall

...i could go on.

um, i just made 48 [emma peel] icons...

they're at iconsensual, but. there seemed to be people on my friends list who like emma peel? ::glances about:: some examples up here, then all the icons numbered within. shareable and customizeable. don't ask, just take, but let me know.



( the avengers together )

( emma peel )