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hee I love being popular.
Apparently I sound happy, which is cool. I am today, I have lotsa friends. I made friends w/ a guy from my Film Studies class called Attila (sp?). No joke. ANd I'm having lunch with Adam next week. He sounds miserable. *sigh* Meanwhile, my boys are dropping like flies at the Quill of Doom, so I've taken the quill back for some avenging. *evil laughter*
Today was pretty neat, the beautiful boy was in my anth class again. *drooooools* so fucking pretty. Cross between Ethan and Scott Hope, but definitely Fab Filippo all the way. I can't concentrate on the lecture at all when he's there. Bumped into Phoebe, then my anth tute went fine, and I saw Psycho in Film Studies, which is always an excellent movie. I also saw bits of Blue Velvet, which I have to see some day, Don't Look Now (?) and Fritz Lang's M. All very interesting. Idol tonight was disappointing, I though Axle kicked Matt's ass quite frankly. I'm looking forward to next week's, there's 2 of the people I already decided I was voting for in there. I'm just looking forward to Courtney's act *g* she's the one person guaranteed my vote. QaF tonight was Justin's gay-straight alliance and Michael and David's party. I love love love Emmett. Brian and Gus moments are always so cute too.
You're an obsessed psycho freak! Welcome to the
club! As a member you are required to message
me informing me of such and telling your
favorite song from the show. Also, you must
spread the word that Joss is too damn talented
for his own damn good. This one episode has
changed your life, at least as far as BtVS is
concerned, and you treat it accordingly. Like
me, you probably recorded the show and still
need a good fix every once and then. Be proud
of yourself, you know a lot!
What's your Once More, With Feeling I.Q.?
brought to you by Quizilla
My personality type is ESFJ (extroverted sensing feeling judging). I have no idea what this means. I read the description and still don't get it. *shrugs*
Take the Jung personality test.
Quill of Doom chapter 41
Power, Lorne discovered, could be a dangerous thing.
Intoxicating.
Threatening.
Delirious.
Delicious.
He tapped his way through the bowels of hell, humming to himself quietly as he danced through the torrents of rain he had created, and began to sing.
"I'm singin' in the rain,
just singin' in the rain,
what a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at gods
so helpless tonight
a song's in my heart
and I'm ready to fight..."
He could hear footsteps splashing towards him and stopped his reverie, humming quietly to himself as he leaned against a conveniently-placed lamppost. A group of three soggy fangirl witches stopped inches before him, grinning wildly.
"Lorne," one of them said breathelessly before kneeling at his feet. He grinned at her briefly before his attention was diverted. A huge, lumbering idiot of a troll was thudding towards them through the rain, brandishing a heavy club and a large belly, a small woman by his side.
"That's right, Olaf, that's the evil demon who attempted to devour me. Squash him with your mighty weapon!" the woman cried, pouting and pointing directly at Lorne. Lorne smiled and walked up to Olaf, stopping right under the ugly troll's nose.
"I know something you don't know," he hummed softly, then gestured towards the young lady.
"Olaf smart. Olaf know everything," the troll cried triumphantly, holding his club above his head and preparing to pummel Lorne. Lorne just passed his hand through the noncorporeal belly of Olaf's wife.
"Aud?" Olaf bellowed in confusion. The First humphed and turned into Angel, glaring at Lorne.
"You realise that by turning against me you're only going to get yourself into more trouble. I have an entire army of willing murderers in this labyrinth, if I can only imitate the right people. The ones they'd do anything for." Angel grinned and morphed into Cordelia. "The ones they love." He became Gunn. "You know...as long as they're dead."
Lorne took in a great, gasping sob as he registered the fact that so many of his near & dears were gone. This distraction was all Olaf needed, and he lifted his heavy club once more...
only to be attacked from behind by a large, smoky version of what appeared to be himself. He stared at his own ghostly face, completely nonplussed, as it swung its own club into Olaf's side. He grunted, and the two waged war, until finally Olaf's defeated body fell through the ground to the waiting hellfires below. Lorne stared up into the face of Connor, shocked out of his dreams of power. The last raindrop fell to the ground beside him.
"The Quill writers have only just begun," Connor's voice whsipered into his ear as SoAnya, Dru and Atropa dropped their hands and the shadow version of Olaf dissolved into mist.
"And when they take up the quill, chaos reigns."
Oh hey, I won an award.
for this icon:
I got this award:
Link of the day is the new ISSH 2002 graduates Xanga blog. LMAO. Classy.
Pics of the day below. Ethan and Emmett love. I can't remember who it is but someone on one of my graphics lists has a gorgeous picture of Emmett crying that makes me so *sad*
*sniffles*
*points* That's it! That's the picture! The poor baby *hugs*
Ethan: Love me, for my eyes are soulful and my hair curls like this naturally.
I know you've seen it. You know I know you've seen it. I don't care, you can see it again.
Let's hear it for the boys
Green Queen
Apparently I sound happy, which is cool. I am today, I have lotsa friends. I made friends w/ a guy from my Film Studies class called Attila (sp?). No joke. ANd I'm having lunch with Adam next week. He sounds miserable. *sigh* Meanwhile, my boys are dropping like flies at the Quill of Doom, so I've taken the quill back for some avenging. *evil laughter*
Today was pretty neat, the beautiful boy was in my anth class again. *drooooools* so fucking pretty. Cross between Ethan and Scott Hope, but definitely Fab Filippo all the way. I can't concentrate on the lecture at all when he's there. Bumped into Phoebe, then my anth tute went fine, and I saw Psycho in Film Studies, which is always an excellent movie. I also saw bits of Blue Velvet, which I have to see some day, Don't Look Now (?) and Fritz Lang's M. All very interesting. Idol tonight was disappointing, I though Axle kicked Matt's ass quite frankly. I'm looking forward to next week's, there's 2 of the people I already decided I was voting for in there. I'm just looking forward to Courtney's act *g* she's the one person guaranteed my vote. QaF tonight was Justin's gay-straight alliance and Michael and David's party. I love love love Emmett. Brian and Gus moments are always so cute too.
You're an obsessed psycho freak! Welcome to the
club! As a member you are required to message
me informing me of such and telling your
favorite song from the show. Also, you must
spread the word that Joss is too damn talented
for his own damn good. This one episode has
changed your life, at least as far as BtVS is
concerned, and you treat it accordingly. Like
me, you probably recorded the show and still
need a good fix every once and then. Be proud
of yourself, you know a lot!
What's your Once More, With Feeling I.Q.?
brought to you by Quizilla
My personality type is ESFJ (extroverted sensing feeling judging). I have no idea what this means. I read the description and still don't get it. *shrugs*
Take the Jung personality test.
Quill of Doom chapter 41
Power, Lorne discovered, could be a dangerous thing.
Intoxicating.
Threatening.
Delirious.
Delicious.
He tapped his way through the bowels of hell, humming to himself quietly as he danced through the torrents of rain he had created, and began to sing.
"I'm singin' in the rain,
just singin' in the rain,
what a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at gods
so helpless tonight
a song's in my heart
and I'm ready to fight..."
He could hear footsteps splashing towards him and stopped his reverie, humming quietly to himself as he leaned against a conveniently-placed lamppost. A group of three soggy fangirl witches stopped inches before him, grinning wildly.
"Lorne," one of them said breathelessly before kneeling at his feet. He grinned at her briefly before his attention was diverted. A huge, lumbering idiot of a troll was thudding towards them through the rain, brandishing a heavy club and a large belly, a small woman by his side.
"That's right, Olaf, that's the evil demon who attempted to devour me. Squash him with your mighty weapon!" the woman cried, pouting and pointing directly at Lorne. Lorne smiled and walked up to Olaf, stopping right under the ugly troll's nose.
"I know something you don't know," he hummed softly, then gestured towards the young lady.
"Olaf smart. Olaf know everything," the troll cried triumphantly, holding his club above his head and preparing to pummel Lorne. Lorne just passed his hand through the noncorporeal belly of Olaf's wife.
"Aud?" Olaf bellowed in confusion. The First humphed and turned into Angel, glaring at Lorne.
"You realise that by turning against me you're only going to get yourself into more trouble. I have an entire army of willing murderers in this labyrinth, if I can only imitate the right people. The ones they'd do anything for." Angel grinned and morphed into Cordelia. "The ones they love." He became Gunn. "You know...as long as they're dead."
Lorne took in a great, gasping sob as he registered the fact that so many of his near & dears were gone. This distraction was all Olaf needed, and he lifted his heavy club once more...
only to be attacked from behind by a large, smoky version of what appeared to be himself. He stared at his own ghostly face, completely nonplussed, as it swung its own club into Olaf's side. He grunted, and the two waged war, until finally Olaf's defeated body fell through the ground to the waiting hellfires below. Lorne stared up into the face of Connor, shocked out of his dreams of power. The last raindrop fell to the ground beside him.
"The Quill writers have only just begun," Connor's voice whsipered into his ear as SoAnya, Dru and Atropa dropped their hands and the shadow version of Olaf dissolved into mist.
"And when they take up the quill, chaos reigns."
Oh hey, I won an award.
for this icon:
I got this award:
Link of the day is the new ISSH 2002 graduates Xanga blog. LMAO. Classy.
Pics of the day below. Ethan and Emmett love. I can't remember who it is but someone on one of my graphics lists has a gorgeous picture of Emmett crying that makes me so *sad*
*sniffles*
*points* That's it! That's the picture! The poor baby *hugs*
Ethan: Love me, for my eyes are soulful and my hair curls like this naturally.
I know you've seen it. You know I know you've seen it. I don't care, you can see it again.
Let's hear it for the boys
Green Queen
