This was inspired a long, long time ago by this tumblr post -- linking to my reblog, sources of the brilliance all noted. Intended as a crack mix, but I don't really do straight-up earnest crack, sentiment always creeps in. Faux-interview drabbles do, too, but I suppose I can blame that on The Devil's Mixtape (incidentally, goodreads, tumblr post ( Read more... )

So I'm sure everyone heard the story about how I decided to learn Gaelic when I was 15, just for lulz, not even being part of the Celtic fandom, for lack of a better term, and only a few years after that bagpipes conquered my earwaves. Anyway, I love Ireland. I love Irish music. I have an unhealthy dose of enthusiasm for St Patrick's day. To honour ( Read more... )

( gushing about Dostoevsky with a long uni-related preamble )

Because everybody misses the time when they were tortured with French, and those who haven't been, feel left out, and mercredi has always been the best day of the week to say in French. Repeat after me: mer-cre-di!

( dis-moi si tu aimes ça )