just watched the gangnam style video (i thought i better see what the fuss was about since the internet won't stfu) and it kinda reminded me of the first time i read a slash fic. i sort of gazed at it with a fascinated horror and when i got to the end, i found that i wanted to watch it again. though happily, i won't spend the next twelve years of ( Read more... )

when i was young (maybe eight or so) i watched watership down and was subsequently SCARRED FOR LIFE. those rabbits filled me with absolute terror. i've recently watched the film again and though the terror has subsided, i'm now filled with a sense of horror at ever having been allowed to watch it in the first place. i'm trying to remind myself ( Read more... )

so things were coasting along pretty well since my last entry. emily was a bit ill - though that's par for the course - i was internally squeeing over the frankenstein screening getting closer and eve was all excited about school, then the half term holidays and then her visit to grandmas. so like i said, coasting ( Read more... )

emily: So hey, guess what just happened.
me: if you tell me someone else has died, i'm officially calling do over.

it really has been that kind of year.

for the past few days, i've done little more than listen to this song and stare, in one way or another, ( at this man )

sigh. it's a melancholy kind of night. little bit lonely, little bit woe. it's times like these that i wish quite vigorously that the wrestling fandom had wicked-mad, angst-filled, novel-length epics staring hero and claudio. i would be all over that shit, snivelling myself into exhaustion. as it is, i'll settle for mooching around the harry potter ( Read more... )

i'm reading the stand and have now come down with a god awful cold. fuck you, universe. it'll take more than that to make me paranoid. on the other hand, if i am in the beginning stages of the superflu and i will die in a week, i'm sorry to all i've infected. except emily. if i die, you'd better believe i'm taking that bitch with me. unless she ( Read more... )

for the first time in a very long time, i woke up this morning, checked my usual internet haunts and really wish i hadn't bothered.

feeling down for various reasons. nothing major, just general melancholy and all the associated bleh that comes with it. i'm in the process of trying to break the spell via wallowing in it for a little while, and i'm adjusting my playlist to suit. though i could do with a fresh injection of songs to slit your wrists too (so to speak).