out in the desert, we're gonna ride
So at work today I was shelving books, like you do, and I picked up one of those awful Pride and Prejudice sequels. It was just before break, and the book I was already reading turned out to actually be kind of a dictionary (it has "dictionary" in the title, that should have been a clue), so I decided to peruse it.
Faux-Regency sexual frustration is the funniest. thing. ever. I only got ten pages into it, because we only get 15 minutes, and Ross kept giving me funny looks when he came in to pick stuff up from the holds shelf.
Because apparently I cannot read the word "loins" without tittering. Come to that, I can't read the word "tittering" without tittering, either.
Poor Darcy and his neglected loins. I know my Remus/Sirius P&P makeover might be ridiculous, but I am proud to say that I have not once used the word loins.
Wait, I lied. The Find function reveals that I typo'd "lion" once. Figures. XD
I am feeling vaguely unsettled. The twins got haircuts today--for the first time in their lives, they look different, which is weird. And now I want to be different, too. I thought about going really short--like Lisa, who went Twiggy-short over the summer--but then I used deep-conditioner this morning, and now my hair is all long and soft and shiny and I loves it, precioussss. I think it's really my only vanity. I own more hair products than I do makeup items, which isn't saying much because the count is 3 to 2. Or 4 to 3 if you count the leave-in conditioner and blush that Lisa stole from me.
Anyway, I don't think my face can handle a hairstyle that short. I would probably come out looking like a less-stubbly Peter Petrelli. Maybe I should bring in a Gunslinger comic and say "HERE ZOMG MAEK ME LOOK LIEK CUTHBERT!!!1!1!!!111!"
But nobody's that pretty. XD
I kind of wanna be young!Cuthbert for D*C 2008. Lookout and all. Um.