lesbian barbie <3

crazy for you

alan rickman in a straightjacket? ( yes please. )

and there's also one of him making a hilarious face from blow dry.

misplaced modifiers 101

Will broke the kiss, then traced a finger over Jack’s hard nipples. "Let’s get these off you." here

AHAHAHAHAHAHAH.

potc anti-rec

the cracked-up bad 'wtf?' fic, it burnsss.

can't liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive lalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaa!

i am sooooooo. i don't even know. ahaha it's 4:30 am. i am reading pirate slash. and i'm like 'ooh shiny... let's make iconsss! no let's not! reading! icons! wee.'

ahahah and now i'm singing along with mariah fucking carey. my singing sucks, just fyi. diva-licious! speaking of divas, hollsk, do you remember that thing about whitney houston, the drug-addict diva? like the first time we met merry and pippin, when they were in the hospital, and somehow whitney came up in the conversation with the doctor? holy fuck why didn't we save our chat logs, man, that was some grade-a BRILLIANCE there.

::points at music::

mmmm queen.

my first love!

so you think you can stone me and spit in my eye? so you think you can love me and leave me to die?

whoaaa with the vivid again

thanks to thelionforreal i had a very vivid, yet totally AU, harry/hermione dream last night. like SO off that there's no way i could write it as them, because it has, like, hardly anything to do with the HP universe except for harry's famousness and the way magic works. it wasn't remotely in our world--more a high fantasy kinda place. i've been typing feverishly, though, to get it all down, because wow, it's an exciting kinda swashbuckling fantasy. very YA. all these novels i may never write... ::sigh::.

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four out of five bathroom lightbulbs are burnt out.

...heh. OOPS.

YAY MOVIE OF THIS BOOK I LOVE and other stuff

1. WORK? oh, work... that thing that other people do.
2. they're making a movie, with colin firth (a;slkdjfas;dlf) and scarlett johansson (i looked up pictures and have determined she looks okay for the part), of girl with a pearl earring by tracy chevalier! based on the vermeer painting! ohmigod i LOVE that bleak bittersweet BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL book. subtle, gorgeous... colin firth as the absent-minded professor--all that ust--::PANTS::
3. VIGGO.
4. hi.
5. everybody rec me the last good longish fanfic they read and really liked. links appreciated but not necessary.

now that she's gone

wax_jism is rubbing off on me in an entirely good way. i don't really hold grudges anymore. at least not for as long.

mah little sister is the cutest. well, except for wax. and my dog.

um, so, my small auxiliary real life best friend from high school, sara munro, dropped by a few days ago and we went to the post office together. and then last night i went to her house and we gossiped and i babbled for at least 20 minutes about why i love wax_jism, hollsk, the internet in general and fandom in particular, and sex in general and gay porn in particular. and then i read her the scene in the middle of tennessee where viggo makes tea and gets a cat and calls orli and she said i was a really good writer. and just now my 9th and 10th grade history teacher took us out for coffee with these two other girls who used to be in my clique. i wasn't going to be sorry if i never saw them again, but... it was alright.

i really didn't expect it to be alright.

i might go out with them again tonight, and/or tomorrow or the day after. and that's alright too.

the only thing is sara took me to task in the car on the way back (mine has no ac, and a distinct smell of mildew) for not coming out when mrs. warren asked if i had a 'boyfriend' in finland. but it's like, i don't know. this is the bible belt, they're southern, and i may never talk to them again in my life. it doesn't seem worth it. but perhaps i'm injuring everyone by not being out and proud--hiding behind my little bourgeouis (auugh i spelled that wrong wtf) cell phone.

oh and CLAIRE:i'm rilly rilly sorry about, uhm, hanging up like that. i am a ditz and i didn't realize what time it was. you have permission to beat me with a fish.

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omgwtfviggo. i'm reading lotr rps again. at least a little bit. and i'm--gasp--liking it. but! i'm not jumping back into fandom. just reading, folks, move RIGHT along. (woodcest o.0--dominatemeplz, i read one that i liked!)

like, three people have asked me if they can ask me things or tell me things in the last few days, so let me just say that my personal motto is no such thing as tmi. or rather, that that's one of my many personal mottos. so like, if you want to know something, ask away. whenever. not in a meme way, just, you know, in a... whenever you want to know way.

heh, i have no idea where these hp fandom hand signals came from but they crack me the fuck up.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! wax_jism, LOOKIT! from metaquotes:

"Wax is a tool of the devil. If I were ever to believe in true evil, the only proof I would need is the existence of wax strips (fruit scented), and boy bands. Boy bands haven't caused me pain yet today. Wax strips have." -(mrquackles?)(o.0)

evil turns me on. mmm tool!of!the!devil!wax! ::eyes glaze:: uh, sorry, what?