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"There's leftover fish and chips from last night," Suzy said, as a possibility for my dinner tonight--she and Dad are having dinner over at Eileen's, and I'm on my own for a meal, again.

I barely stifled a smirk as I replied, "Uh, no, I had the fish and some of the chips for lunch."

A series of "Good," "That's very good," and whatnot came from both sets of parents. I felt like a dog being rewarded with praise for good behaviour, and said as much. "Do I get a pat on the head too?" I asked jokingly.

Of course, Dad took me at my word and started patting my head, not too gently, before patting the side of my face as well. When he did that, I turned and stuck my tongue out--I didn't really want to taste salty palm, but it grossed him out sufficiently that perhaps he'll remember not to do that again.

Also, let's see... Bones. Dude, Booth? Rebecca and Cam in a handful of days. Kind of want to cheer him on, at the same time, kind of want to roll my eyes at him. Loving the Angela/Hodgins flirtations. Still would love to see a fic where Zach pwns everyone. And I don't usually go for pwnage.

Um, and, Heroes? Seriously thinking of Petrellicest, because, ha, like being brothers ever stopped anyone. Or in conclusion, cousins, either.

Also, cannot believe I'm actually kinda losing my passion for House. It's not like it's not a good show. But, seriously, it's just not drawing me in like it used to. I don't know. I'll probably still keep watching it anyhow.

Still need to look into SPN, which I know we get, and Dresden Files, which I don't know if we get, but have been told by my mother that it's my kinda show. 'Cause, like, I totally need more fandoms. And brothercest shipping.

Fin.

Eeee! Junpei! It's been a while. Much, much love for the l33t n1nj4... man I hate using l33t.

In other news, I'm slowly but surely working on the other prompts. I'm kind of hung up on one from simple__man that's begging to be writ but not being nice and short. But still, will hopefully get them finished in the next few days.

"I'm in a cafe sitting next to a gorgeous woman right now, so if you could just email me, I'll get back to you..."

Excuse me while I preen.

Fin.

Edit: Just discovered I've got 5 more Vox invites to get rid of. So lemme know.

Okay, so that movie is out today. Down here. But I will probably wait 'til Tuesday to see it. But it shall be awesome if I can. 'Specially after what diea told me. Hehehehehe.

Anyway, yesterday I was at the library in the morning, but it was just so sunny and nice that I had to talk a walk along the waterfront and stuff...but later in the afternoon, I did go back to the library and I happened to settle down on the same couch I'd been sitting on in the morning, although with a different book. Well, this guy approaches me and felt the need to come up and say 'hi, couldn't help but notice you're in the same spot now that I saw you in four hours ago have you been here this whole time?' and it was just kinda weird, but funny, and he wasn't creepy.

I got kind of distracted at one point, 'cause I happened to look over and see, of all people, this girl from Palmy that used to make me think of mikazuki. I mean, they don't even look alike, and the girl I'm pretty sure is English, but for some reason last year she used to give me Cori-vibes. Ehhh. I was surprised to see her, but couldn't say anything 'cause this other guy Grant was talking to me.

Also, when I was out on my walk along the waterfront, I got a bit of a fright when I felt the shockwave and then heard the bang of a cannon. Well, up on this bluff they were doing 21 guns for the signing of the Governer-General or somesuch. Didn't know it was going to happen but was kinda cool to see and really fun to feel the shock of each shot.

Glenn, the guy who looks after the place I'm staying at, said to me that if I washed this huge pile of dirty dishes in the kitchen, he and Grant (not the same Grant from the library) would make me a chocolate cake. He was saying it kind of in jest, but I said, "All right, you're on," and washed all those dishes. But it turns out, the cake is not made, but still in it's box. He gives me the box of cake mix and three eggs.

...okay, slight problem where there's no cake tin and I also need a measuring cup... so off to the supermarket I go with intent to buy a disposable cake tin, but they didn't have on and a non-stick thing was only $5. I also got some chocolate chips and some chilli powder, for added fun. If you've never tried it, do, because chocolate and chilli actually make a delicious combination.

So I mix up the cake and everything. It's Betty Crocker Devil's Food and on the box it says there's ready made frosting, right? But... there was no frosting. Fuckers. I'm going to call them about it, too, 'cause it's all over the box that there should be. I ended up melting some more chocolate chips and spreading that on top of the cake instead, but damnit, there should have been frosting.

Well, since Glenn and Grant did not, in fact, make me the chocolate cake, I have every intention of teasing Glenn about it... like, sit there eating some and say, "MMmm, this cake's delicious, Glenn. Oh, you want some? But you didn't make it! Oh no, that'll be a bourbon and coke for each slice, thanks." :P I'll make him pay, anyway, 'cause I know he wants some.

Hee.

Fin.

/diea's capslock.


Gaia Dream Creator
It's a new monster. Thanks, shiseiji

Fin.

Who says you need to go out on the town to have a good time? Oh. My gods. Last night was such a crack up. I was on the computers chatting to Matt and playing Hexic until about ten. I was tired, so I thought I'd go back to the hall. I didn't really expect I'd go to bed and get to sleep--who could sleep when people were bound be loud and everywhere for the next several hours in their inebriated state? So no. I came back to the hall, and joined the people sitting out on the porch. I think at that time it was only Annalise, Victoria, and Liz.
Texting conversations with Liz's ex ensued. For one thing, Liz was texting Anthony. But Annalise was also, anonymously, texting him and giving him hell. We decided to fuck with him a little bit. Liz pretended to have no idea who was harassing Anthony. Annalise was pretending she must have got a wrong number but was going to be rude 'cause he was being rude. But then he decided to be all nice to Annalise so she hit on him just to see how he'd react. It didn't get too out of hand or anything, but it was amusing.
Then we were joined by Sarah G, Donald, Lisita, and Lisita's friend Sarah Gray. Sarah and Lisita were both v. v. drunk. At one point Lisita sat on my feet because she didn't see them resting on the chair. And she sat on Annalise's foot once. She'd keep knocking her chair off the deck and onto the grass when she went to sit down. It's so funny because Lisita gets quite defensive when she's drunk. Always ready to get into a fight if someone says something she takes offense to.
Annalise taught Donald a version of "up a tree" he'd never heard before... "Donald and Sarah up a tree, doing what they shouldn't be." 'Cause.... well, I'm not quite sure what's going on, if anything, with Sarah G and Donald. Maybe it's nothing. And maybe there's something to what Annalise and Victoria seem to be hinting at.
Gods, we talked about so many things. I just ended up laughing so much. Or I chased after Liz. At one point, she went out front of the hall, and she ended up showing off to these guys from Wally D, well, not just her nipple piercing. Oh no, she unded her belt, pulled down her pants, and let them see her clit and labia piercings. *shakes head* And I thought I was shameless. Her only complaint was the fact she hadn't shaved in a while 'cause she hadn't been getting laid, so there was quite the pube growth going on. Lisita's friend also helped me when Liz wanted to throw up, and then she got distracted by eating. *shakes head*
Liz was almost falling asleep on the floor... she was lying down in the door to the common room. I had her in giggles when I came over and started tickling her exposed belly. Then, Sarah Gray tried to help me lift Liz to her feet and possibly get her to bed--and then we nearly tripped over Sarah G who lay down on the floor of the entrance hall right behind us. Liz tried to tickle her. Victoria got pictures on her phone.
And then, for whatever reason, Sarah G handed out two cans of whipped cream. One was vanilla, the other chocolate. *dies* And thus ensued a huge cream fight. She has no idea how, when, or where, but somewhere in there Sarah G got hit on the head quite hard. Remember this. Anyway, I got cream all over my face and on my sweater. I ended up having a bit of a battle with Sarah G which involved putting cream in our hand and then smushing it all over the other person's face. She chased me around with the can of chocolate cream trying to get me back. It was about that time I decided it was time to just retreat totally, and clean up. The sweater went into the laundry box, and I decided to do a bit of late night washing.
Annalise was all tired, so she ended up getting a bit stroppy. She was the first to go to bed so she wouldn't snap and be a total party pooper. It was kind of funny 'cause she got so irritable but knew she couldn't reason with the drunks. Thus, she went to bed.
I was cleaning up, but Sarah G, Liz, and Lisita all were so covered they needed showers to get clean. *laughs* Three drunk girls using the three showers. Two of them musically inclined. Ensue singing, joined by Sarah G, that was really, really fucked up. And then they were just talking. But Sarah G couldn't remember my name. It made me laugh so hard. She suddenly got it into her head that I hit her in the head with cream, which is why she had the bruise. But, my name eluded her. I became "the American girl" (as I've always dreaded. Gah!). Lisita was confused and asked what American girl. "She lives by the kitchen!" was the reply.
I couldn't let that down, so I wrote on the whiteboard, "Sarah G- I am not American! no love, Hana. P.S. I only lived there for 5 years!" Of course there were other things written on the board. Like, "What do you think of cock?" --one of Annalise's txts to Anthony. And Lisita wrote, "I don't drunk." whatever the hell THAT was supposed to mean.
Five of us ended up going over the Bindaloe--OMG could we smell the weed in the corridor between their hall and the dinint hall--and going around on the balcony to their common room. Thankfully James was in there (probably stoned out of his mind as he watched Hellboy)(sidenote: abe_kroenen is love) and he let us in through a window so we could nick back the PS2. Then we trekked all the way back the way we came (instead of going into the hallway and out the door, oh no). Set up the PS2, put in Love Actually... and then just about everyone went to bed. Sarah Gray and I stayed up to watch Love Actually though. *dies* Love, love, love that movie, and those men!
Kate and Kirsti went to the school uniform party. I love how we can depend on at least one guy from Wally D to end up at a dance wearing a dress. At the ball it was Chunky. This time it was Brad. Kate had brought her whip and had it taken off her because it was a 'weapon.' Apparently some girls scolded the pair of them for what they were wearing--or rather, not wearing. Neither had skirts or pants on. Kate made Kirsti moon us because she has such a fine ass. (she does, really.)
Finally the movie ended, and I went to bed at four in the morning. *grins* Only got seven hours of sleep 'cause Victoria was in the kitchen regalling Sarah G about all the shenanigans in a loud voice at about eleven. So I got up, and gave her hell, and Lisita hell. 'Specially 'bout the fact Lisita had told us that if we told anyone what she did, she'd kill us. They amuse me so, so much.
We're supposed to, pretty much all of us, go out on Saturday night. Ought to be a blast.

Fin.

( Kinda big quiz result, political affiliations )

Heh. Last week sometime, I finally caught Sky playing 28 Days Later. It was a rather strange movie. But the thing that amused me most was that I took one look at the main character, Jim, and thought, "Wow, those eyes look familiar. I've seen those cheekbones before. In icons? It's Cillian Murphy, isn't it?" But I forgot to check the credits as they rolled. And then I kept forgetting to check at imdb, until yesterday. It was CM. Made me laugh. But then I looked at what the chick played Selena, Naomi Harris, had been in because she also looked familiar. I haven't seen anything else with her in it, but I will. She's going to be in the next Pirates of the Caribbean movie. And when I was looking at who else was going to be in that movie, I found out Bill Nighy is playing the big bad villain which is so cool.
Or at least I think it is.
Shit, I ate not that long ago. Why am I hungry again? Damnit. And it was nice toast, too. While talking to Liz. *grins* Telling her about my night. Of course I went out last night. I mean, Saturday night and all. Not too cold or wet. I looked like such a hooker in my fishnets and studded skirt and tube top. Hah. Victoria saw me getting ready, and asked if I was planning to score. *laughs*
"I don't know..."
"Liar! You know you will."
Laughter. "Well, it depends on what throws itself at me."
"You have a lot of faith in the male species, don't cha?" Walking away.
Yelling, "After Adrian, whaddya expect?!"
And more laughter. Too true, and all that.
While I was finishing dolling up, I could hear Victoria shrieking in the common room. Turns out Sarah G is "evil" because she'd been whipping at Victoria with a teatowel. And then I ended up getting in a bit of a whipping contest with Sarah G (Victoria failed at successfully whipping me, Annalise wasn't much better). All the while accompanying Elyshia as she did her rounds, checking up on the boys at Bindaloe and all that. I ended up throwing my teatowel at Sarah G when they went on to visit Tasha, since I was going down to catch the bus into town (the others were waiting for Kate, who was taking forever). And at the bus stop I ran into a girl from Wally D, Vanessa, and her boyfriend.
So we get on the bus, and I take a seat in front of Vanessa and boy, and this friend of theirs, Conrad, sat next to me. He'd pulled the "ladies first" card and let most the girls on ahead of him, so we gave him a bit of hell for that. The bus took us straight to Scarfies, and very shortly we began a game of pool. I paired up with Conrad; Vanessa was with her boyfriend and complaining mightily how much she sucked. Well, I wasn't playing my best, but we did get to the point of trying to sink the 8 ball (which I did, just seconds before the other girls arrived).
It was really dead in town. The dance floor was practically dead (oh, the looks I got from the girls for dancing with a boy!). We buggered off to Highflyers, danced some, had a shot of tequila--ooohh gods I love tequila! But Vanessa wanted to go back to Scarfies since Highflyers was full of "old people". Back to Scarfies it was, where I experienced in some of the worst kissing of my kissing life. *cringe* He opened his mouth WAY too wide, and just attack of the tongue, and teeth hard against my lips, and yeah... I mean, after Adrian, who was really bloody good... SUCH the disappointment.
I mentioned it later, when Vanessa and I were doing a bathroom run, and so I have to be a little forgiving with the new information she gave me. According to her, he's only had about one girlfriend before me, and it was for less than a month... so he's rather inexperienced. Well. That, and he was probably quite drunk. But still... *shakes head* It was bad. I thought I'd had bad before (One Night Stand #1), but this was just worse. Vanessa says he's a nice guy though, so I don't want to utterly crush his ego or anything--yet. I don't know if I'm ever going to see him again, but if we do end up spending more time together, I'm going to have to give him a little talking to, and some lessons.
Anyway, we caught the 1:30 bus back to school, same as Annalise who'd dropped the girls and picked up a guy. I'd decided early on I definitely wasn't brining Conrad back to my room or going back to his, which I definitely stuck to when he puked in the gutter while we waited for the bus. Of course Annalise was telling me to keep it clean and behave (of course they saw us making out at Scarfies) and I was heckling her right back. And telling her not to steal Donald's shirt like she did once before. Silly Annalise--she happened to catch me when I was in the common room grabbing some leftover pizza, because she and the boy were locked out... I didn't know this, I just heard her knocking and thanking me like crazy.
She had to wake up Elyshia because she'd left her keys with Sarah G and needed the master key to open her room. Poor Elyshia. She was confused because she thought it sounded like a whole bunch of us had come home, and I laughed, "Nope, just Annalise." (then I had another slice of pizza before going to bed.) Liz chose the wrong night to move in, I think. Her room is RIGHT next to the front door and she must have heard everyone come back as well as people hanging around in the common room in the wee hours. She told me this morning that someone had put ice cream on her door. Not cool.

Fin.

I am addicted to kissing. Like, crazily so.
Because I know you're all dying to know, no, alas and alack, I did not place in the wet t-shirt finals. But I still got free drinks (how many vodka cruisers was it now?), and I had a good time. It was cool that Liz was there too, although she was having a case of the nerves and despising her body. (I was tempted to hate mine, but figured I have no room to talk) It's not fat, it's skinniness bunched up! -one of Liz's friends when another was calling herself fat (she had even less room to talk than me).
Haha, my neck is kinda tender. Again.
And I've got a scratch on my back. It looks horrible, but it doesn't hurt, didn't hurt. I just caught my back on the bottom corner of a metal shelf when I was trying to get my bag without pushing too many people. Everyone's reaction to seeing it is so funny. I'm with Lynds on the awesomeness of war wounds from being out on the piss. The more unexplained bruises and cuts, the better. Who cares if it hurt or not? All in good fun!
I was so happy last night. Just carefree and feeling all good. It was beautiful.
(Stupid, stupid alcohol having to make me pee so much.)
I will get free stuff for being in the contest. The $200, $300, or $1000 would have kicked ass, but, eh bien, as Julien is wont to say. I'm not sure yet what said free stuff will be; the guy is supposed to text us later to say come pick up this or that. It'll be Woodstock Bourban gear or more bar tabs, I know that much.
I should be forbidden from talking when I've been drinking. Honestly. I don't think before I say anything. I can be tactless and I don't like thinking back and going, 'Shit, did I actually say that? *facepalm*' Being half-conscious probably doesn't help matters much either.
Thank the gods I had no 8:00 lecture this morning. I probably would have skipped it.

Fin.

( Somebody's been using the Thesaurus! *wiggles eyebrows* )

Just reading that while chatting with miyumiyu, who received a slightly different version as a flame on ff.net. I just handed her a plot bunny on a silver platter about it. I hope I will be posting the link to a fic soon. Hehe!

And last night...

[Most of the Craiglockhart girls and some of the Bindaloe boys are getting comfy on the couches to watch Chocolat. Front Row has Victoria, Sarah, Lisita, Elyshia, & Came. Second row is Annalise, Calvin, and Shane. On the couches in the back, Me & Giles, Donald & Mike, Kate & Kirsti.]

ELYSHIA: and no kissing in the back row!

KATE: Oh Kirsti, oh!

[I am thinking:] Sapphic jokes. YES! My hallmates are (somewhat) normal!

*coughs* Mike looks like a total trucker. He's got the denim jacket with fleece, the mullet and mustache, sideburns, and the baseball cap. But if he lost the cap and exchanged the jacket for a leather one, he could totally pull off the biker look. Donald and I were sitting there trying to convince him he could look like he's just got off his Chopper... All he's missing is the American accent. (take mine, take mine!)
Good movie, although more Johnny would have been nice. Hehe.
I probably would have posted something about it last night, but when I wandered over to the computer labs all the computers were taken, and when there was finally a spare one they all suddenly decided to freeze up. It was kinda funny though, as I was waiting (and hoping) to log on and I was talking quietly with Donald, the other people in the lab kept glancing over at us. And at that time of night, it's mostly the Asians in there, so we're wondering how much they understand of what we're saying (nothing bad, it was mostly tame), or if they're just being nosy about the people who dare to break the Silence of the Labs™ with anything but mouse clicks and tapping keys. You should see how people will swivel and stare when someone's cell phone goes off. It's ridiculous.
It's nearly ten in the morning. I've been up since 7:40. I woke up at 7 when my alarm went off, as silly me I forgot to turn it off last night. But I had a great night's sleep anyway, so I'm just slacking off in the labs in my pjs until a little later when I'll have a shower. For now, I've got the lab pretty much to myself.
Oooh, pandoras_evil_t has some questions for me, from whatever the hell movie she was watching when she made her entry.

If you could fight someone, who would it be?
This is kinda hard, as I am in SUCH a good mood I don't really want to fight anyone. But let's try... Little Hen. (to those on my f-list who are friends with Little Hen, I apologise.)

If you could fight any celebrity, who would it be?
Mmmm... Ashlee Simpson.

Historical figure?
Queen Isobella of Spain.

Yes, I am perusing my f-list as I write this.

A Stealth Geek (SG) is a person who has many of the internal qualities of geekiness yet who does not look or act like the stereotypical geek.

Damn, that's gonna confuse with the other SG, that is, Sex God. Bwahahaha.
Okay, a question. Is it the new Thing to post an Icon of the Day? Alright, only two people on my f-list do it, but that's more than there were last week. It only just recently come to my attention that people are doing this, and I'm wondering where the habit was picked up from.

[Edit:] Me ending up sitting next to Giles when we watched Chocolat happened totally by accident, I swear.

Fin.

"The fires of Hell shant burn thee, they may only forge thee into a power greater than anyone but thyself can understand. If the steel of thy soul be forged anew, and tempered by the commitment of thy friend's, thou shalt be ready to face even the unknown terrors that stalk the dark night.

Thee are strong, and thou don't need us to be so. Yet we shall not be far, and thee either, from thine thoughts or ours. Go thy way in safety, may a blessing be upon thee." ~Matt

(after me confessing just how fucking scared I am)

See me blush.

Fin.

1. Tell me one thing you love about me.
2. Tell me two things you love about yourself.

Then...
3. Look through the comments. When you see someone you know, tell them three things you love about them.
4. Do this in your journal so I can tell you what I love about YOU.

( ...and more spammage )

isthatmymoon: You know you need to get properly laid when you've gotten so bored with your method of masturbation that your mind wanders off from pleasuring yourself to everything from your pets to something that you saw at your work and wanted to make a necklace with and wow those pearls were so pretty and I wonder if I should use sterling or base metel findings...and oops, half an hour has gone past and you STILL haven't orgasmed.
isthatmymoon: I miss my fiancee.
gregkash: ive thought about math problems or chord progressions for songs during masturbation.
ultrareality: Yeah, but Pythagoras is fucking smokin', dude. It's a rare indeed day when I don't scream out, mid-ejaculation: "a² + b² = c² where c is the hypotenuse while a and b are the sides of the trianglllllleaaaaaarryeeeeeeess!".

That was for you, Brit. We saw Shark Tale; it's very funny. Stayed through the credits while no one else did. On the ride home she made quite the oxymoron. We were complaining about headlights, and then I suggested she take off her top to blind them.
"If they could see it, it would blind them!"
...
Right.

Fin.