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changelingO.O I saw someone posting about Gary Oldman as Sirius. I was internally pouting, thinking of Fifth Element, and wondering: 'hasn't that changed? Isn't it that guy from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern?' Then I realised it was the same person. *facepalm*
My pirate name is Black Charity Bonney. This is what I shall be henceforth known as. I'm sure the grammar there is screwy, but right now, I can't bring myself to care less.
Nys has found guitar tabs for a few tripod songs, so we sang Cuckold and Goodbye Little Alarm Clock.
The Beckhamphiles Community graphic on Buhfly's user info looks very gay. It took me a few moments to realise that the second figure is in fact his wife. *jawdrop* Can you guess which one?
I have had a splitting headache for hours and hours now. I have had three nurofen, and it has done NOTHING. I am sick of these headaches. I've been getting them for about a week now. This mortal body is weak...
Argh. suchabadheadache. If I got migranes, I would call it a migrane. It feels like one. I'm sure migranes are actually worse, though. I should stop whinging. Stoopid head. *thwaps it*
Julian, I have your money. Should I just give it to you Wednesday? It is this Wednesday, isn't it? When are we meeting etc? Do I still have a ticket? Please comment and let me know.
I really need a new harddrive. I was contemplating it on Saturday, but now I've just about run out of space again. Maybe I'll get one this weekend.
TWELVE DAYS LEFT OF THIS JOB. I plan on spending a whole week afterward in which I sleep until 5pm, and stay up until 6am. Them's normal sleeping hours. The only thing I'll miss about this job is the Breakfast Show and the Morning Show on Triple J.
Heh. This is a funny joke.
I want my own copy of Jeeves and Wooster on DVD. I also really, really want Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead (movie... i have the script). I keep almost buying it, then shying away at the last minute.
Dannl apparently knows Jess (through QC). This is amusing. Jess, he's the very tall, lanky sardonic guy. He says he can't remember how he dressed, and I haven't seen him in a while. He has curly hair...which was probably slicked back, and has a tendency to wear large collared shirts that hang off him. Scarecrow-thin, that boy. He probably had a man-bag with him. He has a wicked smile. I'm not brilliant at describing people, but that's the best I can do.
Dannl thinks POTC is all about the Johnny Depp/Orlando Bloom slash possibilities. That's *part* of it. It's also the fact that it's about PIRATES! Pirates rock.
Jess is in Sydney. I hope she's having fun. I want to read her posts, but even those comparatively brief posts are too much for my headachy mind.
I miss Zan and Buhfly. I haven't spoken to either in ages... Zan longer than Buhfly. Zan, your picture is inked and scanned, as I've said before, and I've started colouring it; it just needs to be finished. It's in the cell style, which is a little wrong, but it looks cool. And seeing as I can't get my graphics tablet to work, which was my original plan... grr. I think I'm going to have to break out the manual on this one. So. You owe me a picture. I'll send this one over when it's done, which should be by the end of the week. Probably.
I don't know how or why Daniel became Dannl. I do know that it's Liam's fault.
I got to see my Liam today. *snugs* I still have a whole bar of toblerone left. *grins* Also saw my Nat, who is in great need of hugs. *bearhugs*
Buhfly, sweets, I was thinking of mailing you something. Do you want to email me your address? I promise to send no bombs or anthrax. And... uh... if you want me to draw you something, suggest it. I'll do my best not to screw it up completely.
I wish I could draw well enough to draw for commission work. That would rock. Making a little money doing something that isn't my current job would rock intensely.
On a related note, I really, really, REALLY want to go to the San Diego ComicCon this year. I would sacrifice a goat for the privelege. *pouts* I wish I lived in the US (a rare desire, indeed). It would be far easier then.
Sorry for the fragmentation. (hehe fragmentation grenade!) This is your brain on a splitting headache. You have no concentration.
My pirate name is Black Charity Bonney. This is what I shall be henceforth known as. I'm sure the grammar there is screwy, but right now, I can't bring myself to care less.
Nys has found guitar tabs for a few tripod songs, so we sang Cuckold and Goodbye Little Alarm Clock.
The Beckhamphiles Community graphic on Buhfly's user info looks very gay. It took me a few moments to realise that the second figure is in fact his wife. *jawdrop* Can you guess which one?
I have had a splitting headache for hours and hours now. I have had three nurofen, and it has done NOTHING. I am sick of these headaches. I've been getting them for about a week now. This mortal body is weak...
Argh. suchabadheadache. If I got migranes, I would call it a migrane. It feels like one. I'm sure migranes are actually worse, though. I should stop whinging. Stoopid head. *thwaps it*
Julian, I have your money. Should I just give it to you Wednesday? It is this Wednesday, isn't it? When are we meeting etc? Do I still have a ticket? Please comment and let me know.
I really need a new harddrive. I was contemplating it on Saturday, but now I've just about run out of space again. Maybe I'll get one this weekend.
TWELVE DAYS LEFT OF THIS JOB. I plan on spending a whole week afterward in which I sleep until 5pm, and stay up until 6am. Them's normal sleeping hours. The only thing I'll miss about this job is the Breakfast Show and the Morning Show on Triple J.
Heh. This is a funny joke.
I want my own copy of Jeeves and Wooster on DVD. I also really, really want Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead (movie... i have the script). I keep almost buying it, then shying away at the last minute.
Dannl apparently knows Jess (through QC). This is amusing. Jess, he's the very tall, lanky sardonic guy. He says he can't remember how he dressed, and I haven't seen him in a while. He has curly hair...which was probably slicked back, and has a tendency to wear large collared shirts that hang off him. Scarecrow-thin, that boy. He probably had a man-bag with him. He has a wicked smile. I'm not brilliant at describing people, but that's the best I can do.
Dannl thinks POTC is all about the Johnny Depp/Orlando Bloom slash possibilities. That's *part* of it. It's also the fact that it's about PIRATES! Pirates rock.
Jess is in Sydney. I hope she's having fun. I want to read her posts, but even those comparatively brief posts are too much for my headachy mind.
I miss Zan and Buhfly. I haven't spoken to either in ages... Zan longer than Buhfly. Zan, your picture is inked and scanned, as I've said before, and I've started colouring it; it just needs to be finished. It's in the cell style, which is a little wrong, but it looks cool. And seeing as I can't get my graphics tablet to work, which was my original plan... grr. I think I'm going to have to break out the manual on this one. So. You owe me a picture. I'll send this one over when it's done, which should be by the end of the week. Probably.
I don't know how or why Daniel became Dannl. I do know that it's Liam's fault.
I got to see my Liam today. *snugs* I still have a whole bar of toblerone left. *grins* Also saw my Nat, who is in great need of hugs. *bearhugs*
Buhfly, sweets, I was thinking of mailing you something. Do you want to email me your address? I promise to send no bombs or anthrax. And... uh... if you want me to draw you something, suggest it. I'll do my best not to screw it up completely.
I wish I could draw well enough to draw for commission work. That would rock. Making a little money doing something that isn't my current job would rock intensely.
On a related note, I really, really, REALLY want to go to the San Diego ComicCon this year. I would sacrifice a goat for the privelege. *pouts* I wish I lived in the US (a rare desire, indeed). It would be far easier then.
Sorry for the fragmentation. (hehe fragmentation grenade!) This is your brain on a splitting headache. You have no concentration.