i had the cutest dream.

my family and i were living in a little cottage on the bank of a river, rather the kind of thing you expect to see remodeled on hgtv. and my favorite aunt and uncle (who make their much-awaited appearance this coming saturday) were there, of course, visiting. next door to us lived a little old blind lady from our church, the former doyenne of the teen group when i was in it, and she was riding about the sidewalk on a little tricycle [miriam]. on the other side were the church piano player (a medical technologist) and his wife, a composer/music teacher, who are unaccountably very fond of me and have a child one year older than cuddlepint who looks almost exactly like daniel radcliffe [mike, mary, and zach].

some sort of church festival was unsurprisingly going on on the banks of the river. (no, really, it was unsurprising; my church is always doing something of this unbelievably twee nature.)

and wax was staying with me. it was early spring, just about like it is now but a bit later and springier, more like easter-time.

well, i woke up, and went in the kitchen (which was done in brilliant ceramic tiles, and bright orange and blue and yellow, just adorable). cherrie and joe were there and so was mary with zach, and my parents, bustling around the way they always do on vacation mornings, making coffee and biscuits, radio [nsync] rockin [/nsync] and everyone yelling over it. and they insisted that i go outside and babysit some babies, which i determined to do rather than disobey because cherrie and joe make me cheeful, and wax was sleepy and impossible to wake up, and i had been hot and restless in bed.

so i went out with zach and babysat him for a while, and we wandered through a bit of forest and such and i somehow managed to pick up a small turtle and several other children, including the Hell Child, little sister of one of lillian's former best friends. then we went in the back of a church straight out of dorothy sayers, and left it again, and i left him with his mother, i think, and went home, more than anxious to see wax! who naturally was still asleep and immovable. (she just said 'mmnh.') so i went back out and ended up wandering around the riverbank, successfully dodging the Hell Child. i think there was a maypole. it was all very festive. there was some intrigue, which made me run, and when i got home again i was sweaty all over, but my skin was chilly, the way one gets in spring and fall. i burst into my room all out of breath and pushed the covers off wax, who was too sleepy to complain except about the fact that i was cold. i assured her that in fact, i was hot, and was trying to persuade her to get up and take a shower with me when i woke up.

okay, it sounds sort of... blah. but she was too cute and it was extremely sweet and warm and fuzzy.

caution: idiots in mirror may be closer than they appear

caught myself talking to the radio, rushed to turn it off in horror. lillian going to be fired from safety patrol. i swear to god perpetual lateness is HER fault and not mine. also partial fault, no doubt, of children who are determined to be run over, and never walk in the same part of the street twice. oh well, the car needed the 10 mph practice, probably. jennifer, do you have the source image of that pirouette? i'd like more of the leg and background in it possibly. or possibly less. hm. i can't settle on a caption anyway.

oops. forgot my food!

[sitr]what's that, is there a rainstorm outside?

(it's those pearls, mr. simpson.)

[/sitr]saturday will be the fifteenth. of march. i have a lucky charm icon![sitr]

stop her, ladies and gentleman, stop that girl running down the aisle! she's the one whose voice you heard and loved tonight! she's the real star of this picture! ... oh, kathy.[/sitr]

wow, she's pretty.

EXPERIENCING STRONG URGE FOR HET HARLEY QUINN AND JOKER STOP. SEND HELP OR STORY STOP. PREFERABLY STORY STOP.

hahaha. it's canon, of course, but i didn't realize there were official stories. try a graphic novel. batman adventures: mad love.

Based on the WB animated series. The critically-acclaimed tale of how the Joker turned his Arkham Asylum psychiatrist into his cunningly twisted sidekick, Harley Quinn—a foe as deadly as any Batman has ever faced.

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i think i'll take a nap.

and maybe delete the supergirl icon.

OT: some favorite fonts

i decided to link to some of my favorite fonts for download. all fonts for pc, but a search would turn them up for mac easily enough. right-click the links and choose "save target as."

redensek.
foxjump.
font in a red suit. ('the christmas font.')
black chancery.
noodle script.
psychatronic.

joker/harley

hey ninglor, how 'bout this?

there's a plaintive flute for everything + new! exclusive to this journal news in the style of dl!

when elijah reappears wearing shoes, you will know that he intends to convey to all of you that you should each send me or wax $50 via mail.

::the plaintive flute of Having a Source::

more depressing politics

link from sos_usa. the article argues that the bush admin orchestrated 9/11. DEBUNKING CONSPIRACY THEORISTS.

(although actually, i highly recommend this. it's hilarious.)

and more from monty python alum terry jones in the observer:

But I'm a bit worried that Tony may be deluding himself that his friends in the White House share his altruistic ideals. I'm sure Tony has been reading all the recent stuff about PNAC - "The Project For The New American Century" - but has he looked at their website? (www.newamericancentury.org)

As everybody knows, the PNAC is a think-tank founded in 1997 by the people who are now closest to President Bush - Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfeld, Paul Wolfowitz, Jeb Bush and so on. It's a pretty safe bet that what PNAC think is what George W. Bush thinks. PNAC represents the thinking of the men now in power in the United States.

PNAC's stated aims are to: "to shape a new century favourable to American principles and interests", to achieve "a foreign policy that boldly and purposefully promotes American principles abroad", "to increase defence spending significantly", and to pursue "America's unique role in preserving and extending an international order friendly to our security, our prosperity, and our principles."

They don't split hairs at the PNAC. George W. Bush and his advisers' stated aim is to ensure that America and American interests dominate the entire world for the foreseeable future. And what's more they make no bones of the fact that they intend to achieve this without diplomacy - that's old hat. What PNAC intend to do is enforce the Pax Americana through military might.

more: george soros. It is to be hoped that Iraq's conquest will be swift and relatively painless. Removing Saddam is a good thing; yet the way President Bush is going about it must be opposed. In the long run, an open society cannot survive unless the people who live in it believe in it. the korea herald

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well gee, THANSKS, rf, at last i can start suffering and write that symphony.

i'm burning a mix cd--my first EVAH! ::sniff::

when you tile your own bathroom--which i hope for your sakes you never do--you have to put something called 'sealant' on the grout between the tiles, and then you have to rub it off of the tiles, or as my mom so quaintly puts it, 'buff' it off. this is not fun. my elbows don't HAVE that much grease, i'm sorry (?) to say. also, the blue masking tape that isn't supposed to tear paint does. we're going to have to touch up along all the doorframes and thes eam between wall and ceiling, the latter with both colors. i can tell you now i'm overjoyed to be getting out of here (in advance. alas, it's not in the so very immediate future).

hah. my little sister apparently actually believed that adulthood came with the magical ability to know what the weather would be like tomorrow. i wonder if she'll call dad from college to ask. there's a thought: someone even MORE dependent on dad than i am--but she will be, never fear.

heh.

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new community rule for iconsensual that people have to use complete words?

if i see another 'u' or 'thnx' i'm going to... uh, well, if i could REACH the person in question i'd no doubt say something regrettable.

karggo

this whole karggo thing is such an intriguing idea, but there are only TWO stories at that silly archive. i read one of them. well, it wasn't BAD, but it was short and pretty fluffy, not to mention a tad melodramatic. i don't know anything about karl, that's the problem. or else i could write one (what am i thinking? REAL novel? hello? original work? someone kick me. oh hell, i know i'm going to write it. the idea has well and truly bitten--the only question is what i'm going to write... but i'm definitely bad. feel free to kick me if you like...)

iconsensual morons:

no, you know what, it's my community, i reserve the right to delete posts that aren't in english.

thnxs! I'd luv any R+J icons any1(s) u'd care 2 share would be gr8 :o)

edit: aaaand the post is deleted. i feel much better. whew.