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mrsronweasley) wrote2004-03-29 07:19 pm
mrsronweasley) wrote2004-03-29 07:19 pm
OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHAAAAAAh.
So, I've been very quiet lately. I haven't had much of a chance to update, and yesterday was spent in blissful solitude, all alone at home, where lack of internet was completely made up for by the abundance of food, TV, music, and, most importantly, SOLITUDE. Have I mentioned that yet? Because it was blissful. And it was GOOD.
(Not that I don't love the S.O. But sometimes...you just HAVE to be alone.)
I finally ("finally" not because I have wanted to, but because I felt obliged to, for one reason or another) got to see "Bring It On" and while it was stupid, it was fun, and what's more nice, it had some definite slash potential. The love interest guy, as much as he was cool, was SUCH a stand-in for Eliza Dushku, come ON. She and Kirsten Dunst SO wanted each other, and the filmmakers simply had to divert their interests. I kept finding myself wishing that the film had been called "But I'm A Cheerleader, II," but oh, well. The scene at the end, where Kirsten Dunst's character is thanking Eliza Dushku's was so close to a kiss, it was laughable. WHY, world, WHY?! That would have been so nice...
Anyway, I begged off work early because I kepy falling asleep, and that was just not a good thing. I'm fucking EXHAUSTED, and Friday (Oh, Friday before the break!) seems so far away. Before it, I have to suffer through three tests, one on Wednesday, another on Thursday, and one on Friday. Don't be suprised if you don't hear from me again in a little while. You might want to call an ambulance if it last for more than a week, however, and the stench of my decaying remains grows too strong for your senses.
You should all go and read![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
miraminx's new story, "Redeeming Time" because, though I haven't started it yet, I am sure it is insanely good. And it's insanely long. I have finally printed it all out, and now all that's left to do is go home and put into my "slash" binder (shuddup). Oh, and read it, of course. Blissfully, while having tea...
Have I mentioned that I'm spending next weekend up in Boston with JoJo? Anyone want to visit us? We'll be having loooooooooots of fuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnn!
Oh!! And...doctoraicha!!! I KNOW. I KNOW, and through sheer luck, I have been granted a lot of money (whoopee!) so you will be getting you-know-what soon, as soon as...I can use my ATM card again because, through sheer insanity, it's been deactivated, so I have to go to the bank tomorrow and work it out. Email me your address. As soon as I can get my hands on some sort of money, it will be in the mail, I promise.
Ok, over and out. Love to all and to all, good LUCK.
(Not that I don't love the S.O. But sometimes...you just HAVE to be alone.)
I finally ("finally" not because I have wanted to, but because I felt obliged to, for one reason or another) got to see "Bring It On" and while it was stupid, it was fun, and what's more nice, it had some definite slash potential. The love interest guy, as much as he was cool, was SUCH a stand-in for Eliza Dushku, come ON. She and Kirsten Dunst SO wanted each other, and the filmmakers simply had to divert their interests. I kept finding myself wishing that the film had been called "But I'm A Cheerleader, II," but oh, well. The scene at the end, where Kirsten Dunst's character is thanking Eliza Dushku's was so close to a kiss, it was laughable. WHY, world, WHY?! That would have been so nice...
Anyway, I begged off work early because I kepy falling asleep, and that was just not a good thing. I'm fucking EXHAUSTED, and Friday (Oh, Friday before the break!) seems so far away. Before it, I have to suffer through three tests, one on Wednesday, another on Thursday, and one on Friday. Don't be suprised if you don't hear from me again in a little while. You might want to call an ambulance if it last for more than a week, however, and the stench of my decaying remains grows too strong for your senses.
You should all go and read
miraminx's new story, "Redeeming Time" because, though I haven't started it yet, I am sure it is insanely good. And it's insanely long. I have finally printed it all out, and now all that's left to do is go home and put into my "slash" binder (shuddup). Oh, and read it, of course. Blissfully, while having tea...Have I mentioned that I'm spending next weekend up in Boston with JoJo? Anyone want to visit us? We'll be having loooooooooots of fuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnn!
Oh!! And...
doctoraicha!!! I KNOW. I KNOW, and through sheer luck, I have been granted a lot of money (whoopee!) so you will be getting you-know-what soon, as soon as...I can use my ATM card again because, through sheer insanity, it's been deactivated, so I have to go to the bank tomorrow and work it out. Email me your address. As soon as I can get my hands on some sort of money, it will be in the mail, I promise.Ok, over and out. Love to all and to all, good LUCK.
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I'm major, I roar
I swear I'm not a whore.
We cheer and we lead
We act like we're on speed!
*snickers*
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I love that film so incredibly much. Eliza Dushku! In a tiny skirt! Jumping! *dies*. Plus, so stupidly funny and very, very gay. Oh please, you're so repressed you're dating her brother. They'd so get together in a sequel, once Kirsten realised this.
And Eliza in BIO and Paul Bettany in Wimbledon... I want to be Kirsten Dunst! And I really don't like her!