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mrsronweasley) wrote2003-01-25 07:07 pm
mrsronweasley) wrote2003-01-25 07:07 pm
...in which Liz imitates her love and tells all about her drinking ways.
So, last night, as I was sitting/lying on/in my bed, I had an urge to actually go out and do something. Seeing as how that urge doesn't come too often, I thought I'd take advantage of it. So, I called up a friend, who promptly informed me that she was just about to call me. I am telling you - psychic. In any case, we ended up going for pre-dinner drinks ("Yes, we're pretentious," said she) with a few people and the half a pint of Grolsch that I had went straight to my head. WHY am I so pathetic? I blame it on the fact that I kinda forgot to eat lunch (oops), so I hadn't actuall had dinner. In any case, we had a lovely time, just sitting around and talking, and then she got to work - trying to convince me to go to a club with the rest of them. I wanted to come - just to be able to sit there and laugh at the shitty music with everyone - but since I am being so frugal now, I couldn't allow myself that luxury. However, half an hour later, I had been told that I could just pay them back, and I just couldn't, in good conscience, ignore the cute faces turned to me, saying "Oh, come on, I'll go if you go!" So, I folded.
We went out to a club, whose name sounded oddly familiar to me up until we got there and I realised that it was one of the gay clubs that I'd seen on the Queer Tour I'd taken of the town. Heh. By that time, I had also had a few more drinks, and was pretty damn drunk, which, of course, made the experience much more enjoyable. (Is Liz, who yelled at her boyfriend for drinking too much last night, a hypocrite? Oh, yes, you bet. Does she feel guilty? Not a chance.) Boys kissing boys, girls kissing girls, and a lot of Meat-Marketing going on. Very fun. However, I was pretty damn tired, and the alcohol had made me even more sleepy, so I left earlier than most people, another friend came with me. By the time I got home, the buzz had cleared and I just fell into bed. Then was promptly woken up. Twice. Sam calling. It would have been better had I not had to get up today at 8 o'clock in the fucking morning to go grocery shopping. (Why? Free bus to a cheap place. Oh, yeah.) Argh. (When we talked later today, and I said that I was tired because someone had woken me up twice to talk last night, his response was: "what sort of sick bastard would do THAT?" Humph.)
However, I made a valiant effort this morning and actually did it. It was rainy, I was tired as hell, but dammit, I made it to the bus and actually got things done.
The next order of business was to sleep until my conscience started to gnaw at me, and I was quite successful in that, as well.
So, all in all, it was a good day. Somewhat nonsensical in the sleeping habits department, but then, what are the weekends for? Exactly.
~*~
So, I realised that when I read through the R/S thread I was fuming so hard that I'd missed some of the finer points. Such as "JKR created wonderful characters of Remus J. Lupin and Sirius Black, and I just do not see how portraying them as S/R or R/S, however "cute", does justice either to them or to JKR."
A few words, and I swear I will shut up for the time being.
This logic baffles me and I will do something that a certain now-older fellow-Ghost said I should/could do. I am unleashing the Bitch Within and saying -
Fuck you and your homophobic ways. If you don't like the thread, then fucking stay away. End of story.
~*~
I highly recommend this album - P.J. Harvey's "Is This Desire?". It is absolutely gorgeous. I especially love "Angelene", "Catherine", and "The River". Wow. So beautiful.
~*~
So, a while ago I, for one reaon or another, can't even remember now, entered the SBRL Valentine's Day challenge. I got my challenge. Why, oh WHY did I do that? *sigh* Oh, well. At least I know that somewhere out there, someone is trying hard to stay within the requirements that I had given. Ha. Hahahahahahahaha!
~*~
For some reason, I am having the hardest time getting through the second book of "The Two Towers". I'm not sure why...it's just so...I dunno. Dense. But I will finish it. I am almost at the Faramir part, and am quite excited about that, after all the things I've heard about him. Although Carrie warned me that I can't have him. He's hers, and apparently has been since sixth grade. Seeing as how she is now a Junior in college, that is quite respectable, and I will lay off. I told her as much, adding that if Remus stays mine, all is good. She agreed.
God, I miss her. I haven't seen her in so long, and still when we talk - so rarely, sadly - we just pick up where we left of. That's a sure sign of seven years of friendship having not been for naught. If that sentence even made sense.
This is turning out to be quite non-sensical and uninteresting, and I apologise. But I guess that's how I'm feeling at the moment - so, it ain't my fault.
One last thing, then -
Happy Birthday,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
voxmaille! May it be a joyful one - and I hope that your steak was worthy. Or whatever it was that you ended up having as your "going all out on birthday" meal. *mwah*
Off to make dinner - whoohooo, food! - and finish up "The Two Towers". Life is good.
We went out to a club, whose name sounded oddly familiar to me up until we got there and I realised that it was one of the gay clubs that I'd seen on the Queer Tour I'd taken of the town. Heh. By that time, I had also had a few more drinks, and was pretty damn drunk, which, of course, made the experience much more enjoyable. (Is Liz, who yelled at her boyfriend for drinking too much last night, a hypocrite? Oh, yes, you bet. Does she feel guilty? Not a chance.) Boys kissing boys, girls kissing girls, and a lot of Meat-Marketing going on. Very fun. However, I was pretty damn tired, and the alcohol had made me even more sleepy, so I left earlier than most people, another friend came with me. By the time I got home, the buzz had cleared and I just fell into bed. Then was promptly woken up. Twice. Sam calling. It would have been better had I not had to get up today at 8 o'clock in the fucking morning to go grocery shopping. (Why? Free bus to a cheap place. Oh, yeah.) Argh. (When we talked later today, and I said that I was tired because someone had woken me up twice to talk last night, his response was: "what sort of sick bastard would do THAT?" Humph.)
However, I made a valiant effort this morning and actually did it. It was rainy, I was tired as hell, but dammit, I made it to the bus and actually got things done.
The next order of business was to sleep until my conscience started to gnaw at me, and I was quite successful in that, as well.
So, all in all, it was a good day. Somewhat nonsensical in the sleeping habits department, but then, what are the weekends for? Exactly.
~*~
So, I realised that when I read through the R/S thread I was fuming so hard that I'd missed some of the finer points. Such as "JKR created wonderful characters of Remus J. Lupin and Sirius Black, and I just do not see how portraying them as S/R or R/S, however "cute", does justice either to them or to JKR."
A few words, and I swear I will shut up for the time being.
This logic baffles me and I will do something that a certain now-older fellow-Ghost said I should/could do. I am unleashing the Bitch Within and saying -
Fuck you and your homophobic ways. If you don't like the thread, then fucking stay away. End of story.
~*~
I highly recommend this album - P.J. Harvey's "Is This Desire?". It is absolutely gorgeous. I especially love "Angelene", "Catherine", and "The River". Wow. So beautiful.
~*~
So, a while ago I, for one reaon or another, can't even remember now, entered the SBRL Valentine's Day challenge. I got my challenge. Why, oh WHY did I do that? *sigh* Oh, well. At least I know that somewhere out there, someone is trying hard to stay within the requirements that I had given. Ha. Hahahahahahahaha!
~*~
For some reason, I am having the hardest time getting through the second book of "The Two Towers". I'm not sure why...it's just so...I dunno. Dense. But I will finish it. I am almost at the Faramir part, and am quite excited about that, after all the things I've heard about him. Although Carrie warned me that I can't have him. He's hers, and apparently has been since sixth grade. Seeing as how she is now a Junior in college, that is quite respectable, and I will lay off. I told her as much, adding that if Remus stays mine, all is good. She agreed.
God, I miss her. I haven't seen her in so long, and still when we talk - so rarely, sadly - we just pick up where we left of. That's a sure sign of seven years of friendship having not been for naught. If that sentence even made sense.
This is turning out to be quite non-sensical and uninteresting, and I apologise. But I guess that's how I'm feeling at the moment - so, it ain't my fault.
One last thing, then -
Happy Birthday,
voxmaille! May it be a joyful one - and I hope that your steak was worthy. Or whatever it was that you ended up having as your "going all out on birthday" meal. *mwah*Off to make dinner - whoohooo, food! - and finish up "The Two Towers". Life is good.
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As for the R/S thread, I have managed, after sitting on my hands, to stop myself posting there on that particular topics. Others seem to be defending just find with a whole lot less frustrated swearing.
Faramir rocks my world. *happy fangirl sigh* And not long after the Faramir bit is CIRITH UNGOL and SHELOB. Dude. Email me when you get to that bit, if you need to screech or anything, because I know the first time I read it I was all 'ohmygodohmygodohmygod'.
God, I miss her. I haven't seen her in so long, and still when we talk - so rarely, sadly - we just pick up where we left of. That's a sure sign of seven years of friendship having not been for naught. If that sentence even made sense.
That does make sense, and is definitely one of the great signs of a real friendship, as opposed to just convenience.
*mwah*
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Oh! And! Last night I had the strangest dream, went to church with Jim and Doyler? And they started kissing after Communion? And then there was more, but I forget, and needless to say I woke up with the fuzzies. heh. Good dream, it was. Anyway it reminded me of you.
I love you, dear!
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I'm glad you freed yourself from the bonds of social grace. Let it out, baby!
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No! Please, please - say something! I feel like we're outnumbered, and there are only so many posts that I can leave before they start getting repetitive... So, yeah - type away. :)
And not long after the Faramir bit is CIRITH UNGOL and SHELOB. Dude. Email me when you get to that bit, if you need to screech or anything, because I know the first time I read it I was all 'ohmygodohmygodohmygod'.
hehehe. Ok, will do. :)
*MWAH*
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Love you, too!
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Hoooooooooyaaaaaaaaaah...