So many books.

So much music.

So little time!Am back in Bowral after going up to Sydney yesterday. Sydney was hot. Came back to find Bowral hot too. Was not impressed. At least I'm not in Dubbo from where the Aunt has just texted me with "41 in Dubbo ... am going to slap next customer with bag." *snorfle* She's not talking handbag there, she's ( Read more... )

On the appeal of older men to younger women: Look at Roosevelt, look at Churchill, look at old fella what's his name in The African Queen.
--- Lauren Bacall in How To Marry A MillionnaireWAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!! Gets me every time. Best line in that movie evah! And aaahh, no one walks into a wall as beautifully as Marilyn. Comic goddess. But god ( Read more... )

Back in Sydney after a verrah relaxing and enjoyable weekend, bickering wif the Aunt, faffing around on the Innernet, revisiting Spuffy fic and re-immersing myself in the AngsttheAngst that was my first OTP, re-reading the best of the Wincest fic that is my current fic OTP, listening with curious remembering ears to the Michael Jackson and Jacksons ( Read more... )

Holy fuck, it's real!

No, it can't be. Can it?

Omigod, if it's real, I'm totally stepping over the edge into rabid obsession.

Dear God Snarski.

warning: dialup unfriendly.

Z and Ari, please to advise.

All right, so I have been on several occasions been accused, albeit most lovingly, of having totally bizarre methods of logic.

This is proof that it's not just me. ( It runs in the family. )

While idly sifting through scans on ElijahNet:

"There's this other band I just heard called Wolfmother, kind of heavy, sort of stoner rock --- they're pretty awesome --- from Australia."

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

Lijah, how could you??? How could you? I feel so betrayed! *clutches at chest and wails ( Read more... )

( Uh huh. )

Yes, I am woefully behind on NaNo wordcount.
And no, I really don't care.
Which is a novelty.

( NaNo The Whut )