the plaintive flute of irrational anger

well, hello, irrational anger. nice to see you again.

oops, mom gave me money this morning--where did i put it? i hope it's on the kitchen table still.

oops.

may possibly have been reading low-quality qaf slash.

batman icons: 15 poison ivy and 25 catwoman

take, don't ask; customizeable; sharing is mandatory.

ivy
1 2
3 4

( 11 )

catwoman
1 2
3 4
( 21 )

epiphany

conan o'brien should be gay!

you know what you can do, nigga?

disconcerting things #1,600,042: coming to yourself to realize you're bout to fall over because your right leg is crossed over, then under, then over your left.

st patrick's day gip (early!)

everyone knows singin' in the rain is my favorite movie.

the last climactic scene is a little corny, but then, so is this icon. from roger ebert:

Kathy flees down the aisle--but then, in one of the great romantic moments in the movies, she's held in foreground closeup while Lockwood, onstage, cries out, ``Ladies and gentlemen, stop that girl! That girl running up the aisle! That's the girl whose voice you heard and loved tonight! She's the real star of the picture--Kathy Selden!'' It's corny, but it's perfect.

meanwhile cosimo jumps off the stage, snatches the orchestra conductor's baton, whispers to the first violin and strikes up 'my lucky star.' don sings it onstage, kathy comes into his arms, they finish it as an incredibly mushy duet.

( lyrics )

yo ellen and judith,

misssunbeam now has a journal. i dunno if she's ever gonna update it, though.

the plaintive flute of a late-in-life-trek-meets-georgette-heyer seeking its beta

k'sal now has THREE sick dogs, a neglected husband and a job.

::taps altar::

what is the patron saint of beta-writer relations DOING up there?

icon idea

a flyswatter aimed at the word 'twits.'

memo to said twits:

1. iconsensual, as a livejournal community, has guidelines, and also some standards of ethics, and also a moderator, MOI, to enforce them.
2. as a conscientious and intelligent person, i don't go about rebuking people without making certain they've really transgressed something or other.
3. please don't condescend to me. at all. ever. why? it's not nice. i don't care if you know more about it than i do (although ethics are a question of, well, philosophy and opinion, so it doesn't really come up).

(no subject)

dear mother,

FUCK YOU.

(no subject)

oh no. why, oh, why do people do this? why? ::whimper::

i can't look away.

edit. i lied. 9.9 i can look away. and i'm going to. right now, any second, the looking away begins.