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Pwning and other late night notes
My reproductive system hates me. Or it thinks making me suffer pain every month is a glorious way of having test runs for the (possibly) eventual pain of child birth. ARGH HATE either way.
Yep, it's been one of these days. I've stayed in bed feeling sorry for myself inbetween thinking sweet things about modern pain killers. I watched my season one of Wire in the Blood, Sweden - Spain (Sweden won. AHAHAHA.), some Bleak House, Capote and the news, which reported ETA and the Spanish government are having secret peace talks in Norway. Hum. Oh, and no one has shot albino moose yet.
In the never-ending saga of HP socks and wank, a mouse gets pwned. Possibly. I'm starting to get headaches from that one. It's so invooooolved.
Speaking of pwning - I'm no fan of FOX News, but props to them for illustration an interview with the Spawn of Phelps with a picture where she actually looks batshit. I can just imagine the people working there carefully looking through the interview freezeframe by freezeframe, looking for the moment where the batshit is gloriously evident, cackling evilly when they found the right one. "Diagnosis: Batshit". (Don't read the interview. You'll just want to vomit.)
Oh, and for those who've declared their yay for gift exchange come Christmas, I've updated my Amazon wish list. Will give you some idea what shinies I like if you're already pondering. I now love House enough to have it up there. Yay snarky Doctors!
A shipper gets confused - or not? I'm not actually sure what she's on about. But I am impressed the "supah" fan of GSR still managed to spell both actors' names wrong.
If there ever is a Sane Shipping 101 handbook, the importance of spelling certain names right will certainly need to be in. And character names.
Finally, "Let me have a moment to say how Ten is such a great kisser...in my dreams." Because a fictional character's kissing abilities in a dream should be shared with the world, I guess.
(Also, I adore this icon. Mario FTW!)
Yep, it's been one of these days. I've stayed in bed feeling sorry for myself inbetween thinking sweet things about modern pain killers. I watched my season one of Wire in the Blood, Sweden - Spain (Sweden won. AHAHAHA.), some Bleak House, Capote and the news, which reported ETA and the Spanish government are having secret peace talks in Norway. Hum. Oh, and no one has shot albino moose yet.
In the never-ending saga of HP socks and wank, a mouse gets pwned. Possibly. I'm starting to get headaches from that one. It's so invooooolved.
Speaking of pwning - I'm no fan of FOX News, but props to them for illustration an interview with the Spawn of Phelps with a picture where she actually looks batshit. I can just imagine the people working there carefully looking through the interview freezeframe by freezeframe, looking for the moment where the batshit is gloriously evident, cackling evilly when they found the right one. "Diagnosis: Batshit". (Don't read the interview. You'll just want to vomit.)
Oh, and for those who've declared their yay for gift exchange come Christmas, I've updated my Amazon wish list. Will give you some idea what shinies I like if you're already pondering. I now love House enough to have it up there. Yay snarky Doctors!
A shipper gets confused - or not? I'm not actually sure what she's on about. But I am impressed the "supah" fan of GSR still managed to spell both actors' names wrong.
If there ever is a Sane Shipping 101 handbook, the importance of spelling certain names right will certainly need to be in. And character names.
Finally, "Let me have a moment to say how Ten is such a great kisser...in my dreams." Because a fictional character's kissing abilities in a dream should be shared with the world, I guess.
(Also, I adore this icon. Mario FTW!)
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Hot water bottles are great for the repoductive system. Also two fingers of Rock and Rye in a cup of tea....
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