Question that was missing from my version of the end of year meme:
40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Easy to say, hard to believe
There'll come a day that I don't grieve
Until the time my body leaves
I will regret that you don't breathe -- "Edward Is Dedward", Emmy the Great.
Because, you know, a) a lot of people died and b) a few people tried (and thankfully did not succeed) to die. I should probably hold off since there's a day left and 2011 has been very talented at killing people when I'm not expecting it.
Blog post
Big Fish, Little Fish, Whatthefuckisthat? (a revised version of me shouting at Stan about deep sea fish).
Tumblr contains Sherlock/Girl With A Dragon Tattoo fic snippets. I am wholly behind what I think is a very workable and potentially brilliant idea, but the writing, as usual, reeks. I thought we had all agreed to stop using epithets - or at least to stop using boring-as-fuck generic ones? Surely Lisbet can come up with something better than "the dark-haired man"?