The time of your life for the marks that you left on me
Not dead, but the job search is not very uplifting. Or fruitful. And I'm not even limiting it to my field, because the chances of anyone hiring me in my profession are minimal to say the least. Anyway, soldiering on.
As far as fandom goes, I have finished a 12k long Avengers/Wallander crossover fic. Err. Don't ask. It just happened, okay? Because Hiddles. But if anybody feels like offering a helping hand on the grammar front, I would be absolutely grateful. I haven't had such fic anxiety in a while.
On a completely unrelated note, I have an indecent love affair with Tumblr. How did that happen?
Even more unrelated, but have a long over due meme that is long overdue.
Comment to this post, and I will list seven things I want you to talk about. They might make sense or they might be totally random. Then post that list, with your commentary, to your journal. Other people can get lists from you, and the meme merrily perpetuates itself.
amcw177 gave me: glass, driving, voice, fire, seasons, feels, pets.
Glass
Umm, not quite sure what to say about glass, so I went for glasses. I am horribly near sighted, it must be a sin somewhere. I really don't like glasses though, because they are clumsy and always in the way and there was never a single one made that looks good on me. Eyewear models can go and watch ice melt. I wear contacts which I love, and usually glasses when at home just to give the eyes a rest.
Driving
Cannot drive, don't have a license. Bring on all the car heist movies and the car porn though.
Voice
Voice makes me think of three people. Kyo, who is hands down the most amazing vocalist in existence to me. Atsushi Sakurai, who is also quite high up on that vocalist list but with the definite advantage of his voice being pure and utter sex. Last but not least, Tom Hiddleston, whose voice has an utterly indescribable effect on me that usually manifests in equally comprehensible keyboardsmashing.
I regret nothing.
Fire
I love fire. Not the arsonist way, but you know, symbolism-wise. Fire is passion, emotion, heat, destruction, beauty, mystery, color, inspiration, tool, weapon, fire is powerful. That is the literary aspect. The practical is that thank god we invented central heating.
Seasons
I'm all for four seasons, variety is the spice of life and all that but... can it be summer already? I hate the cold, I hate winter, I hate the soul sucking grey clouds and the snow and the ice and the lack of daylight hours. I want to live somewhere with sunshine and sunshine and then some more sunshine. Spring is coming along though, today seems to be a lovely one.
Feels
A couple of weeks ago I didn't even know this word! Oh, how far the mighty has fallen. Not that I'm complaining. BECAUSE FEELS. The Avengers will be the death of me and it's official. And it's actually all Ice's fault because she made me watch Thor.
And that was it. End. Finito. Dog days are over.
Because Thor. And Loki. I don't have the eloquence to express the amount of glorious angst. Angsty glory. The gay with their Rainbow Bridge. The brothers who are not actually brothers but may be in some way or the other kindasorta related to each other because damn if we know, and who love each other to death in completely overwhelmingly obsessive (and brotherly, always brotherly) ways that make my higher brain functions hang out with Elvis. Don't get me started on Loki because we will be here all week.
And then their actors are so bringing the most epic bromance to end all bromances that I simply CANNOT.
Also, Tom Hiddleston. Because perfection exists and it has a name.
Pets
Umm, I'm pretty sure one of these days everybody will get bored of my menagerie of beasts, LOL. At the moment the circus consists of a dog (Benji) and six cats. Cila or Mommacat is light grey, Picur is a dark tabby, Mazsi is a ginger, Maci and Poci are more graphite now and Zokni too, but with white socks on all fours and a white vest.
Yes, I am a crazy cat lady, what can I say. (Okay, actually, the only cat that really belongs to be is Mazsi. The rest are all collectively adopted, safe for Picur who belongs to my brother. And Zokni is special because he is a damn fairy prince of a cat and the most singularly adorable being on this earth. I kid thee not.)
Oh, yes, and I am gigamegaallergic to cats. Say whut.
Okay, enough chatter. Heading out for vocals.
This entry was originally posted at http://sphinxofthenile.dreamwidth.org/140405.html.
As far as fandom goes, I have finished a 12k long Avengers/Wallander crossover fic. Err. Don't ask. It just happened, okay? Because Hiddles. But if anybody feels like offering a helping hand on the grammar front, I would be absolutely grateful. I haven't had such fic anxiety in a while.
On a completely unrelated note, I have an indecent love affair with Tumblr. How did that happen?
Even more unrelated, but have a long over due meme that is long overdue.
Comment to this post, and I will list seven things I want you to talk about. They might make sense or they might be totally random. Then post that list, with your commentary, to your journal. Other people can get lists from you, and the meme merrily perpetuates itself.
amcw177 gave me: glass, driving, voice, fire, seasons, feels, pets.
Glass
Umm, not quite sure what to say about glass, so I went for glasses. I am horribly near sighted, it must be a sin somewhere. I really don't like glasses though, because they are clumsy and always in the way and there was never a single one made that looks good on me. Eyewear models can go and watch ice melt. I wear contacts which I love, and usually glasses when at home just to give the eyes a rest.
Driving
Cannot drive, don't have a license. Bring on all the car heist movies and the car porn though.
Voice
Voice makes me think of three people. Kyo, who is hands down the most amazing vocalist in existence to me. Atsushi Sakurai, who is also quite high up on that vocalist list but with the definite advantage of his voice being pure and utter sex. Last but not least, Tom Hiddleston, whose voice has an utterly indescribable effect on me that usually manifests in equally comprehensible keyboardsmashing.
I regret nothing.
Fire
I love fire. Not the arsonist way, but you know, symbolism-wise. Fire is passion, emotion, heat, destruction, beauty, mystery, color, inspiration, tool, weapon, fire is powerful. That is the literary aspect. The practical is that thank god we invented central heating.
Seasons
I'm all for four seasons, variety is the spice of life and all that but... can it be summer already? I hate the cold, I hate winter, I hate the soul sucking grey clouds and the snow and the ice and the lack of daylight hours. I want to live somewhere with sunshine and sunshine and then some more sunshine. Spring is coming along though, today seems to be a lovely one.
Feels
A couple of weeks ago I didn't even know this word! Oh, how far the mighty has fallen. Not that I'm complaining. BECAUSE FEELS. The Avengers will be the death of me and it's official. And it's actually all Ice's fault because she made me watch Thor.
And that was it. End. Finito. Dog days are over.
Because Thor. And Loki. I don't have the eloquence to express the amount of glorious angst. Angsty glory. The gay with their Rainbow Bridge. The brothers who are not actually brothers but may be in some way or the other kindasorta related to each other because damn if we know, and who love each other to death in completely overwhelmingly obsessive (and brotherly, always brotherly) ways that make my higher brain functions hang out with Elvis. Don't get me started on Loki because we will be here all week.
And then their actors are so bringing the most epic bromance to end all bromances that I simply CANNOT.
Also, Tom Hiddleston. Because perfection exists and it has a name.
Pets
Umm, I'm pretty sure one of these days everybody will get bored of my menagerie of beasts, LOL. At the moment the circus consists of a dog (Benji) and six cats. Cila or Mommacat is light grey, Picur is a dark tabby, Mazsi is a ginger, Maci and Poci are more graphite now and Zokni too, but with white socks on all fours and a white vest.
Yes, I am a crazy cat lady, what can I say. (Okay, actually, the only cat that really belongs to be is Mazsi. The rest are all collectively adopted, safe for Picur who belongs to my brother. And Zokni is special because he is a damn fairy prince of a cat and the most singularly adorable being on this earth. I kid thee not.)
Oh, yes, and I am gigamegaallergic to cats. Say whut.
Okay, enough chatter. Heading out for vocals.
This entry was originally posted at http://sphinxofthenile.dreamwidth.org/140405.html.