-it'd come in real handy with this goddamn screenplay I'm meant to be starting right about now.


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"Never set up a company selling posters and diet books and toy soldiers based on himself. Never sold lingerie. Never became a prostitute."

( Oh, Alan Moore, you won't return Zach Fuck You Visionary Director Snyder's calls - but you will subsidize this? You nazi prostitute, you! )

APPARENTLY MR. DAVID CALLED ME THIS MORNING AT 6:30 (WTH?) BUT I ONLY JUST GOT THE MESSAGE THAT --- THAT MY RORSCHACH FIGURINE IS IN AT MINOTAUR! WORDS, NOT EVEN RORSCHY-BE-PURPLED WORDS, CAN EXPRESS MY JOY RIGHT NOW. SERIOUS DEEP BONE HAPPY TREMORS GOING ON OVER HERE, PEOPLE. *TREMBLES*


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Moore's beard, this picture! I just, whoa, was all "Yay, Jackie. Hmm, cool, nice corset----HOLYCRAPWHEREDOIGETONE!!?" Check it out for yourselves - is it not the most fabulous outfit you have ever seen?

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I swear, by Alan Moore's beard, that I just found the ugliest bathers ever.

Click here: if you dare.

ETA. But wait, no, there's worse. I despair for the future of the world. I really do.

I could've changed all the smaller text to read The United States of Omar Santiago Alan Moore, but, well, I didn't, because, y'know, I'm super lazy like that.

Anyway, in honour of my new hardcover graphic novel, ( may I pour you a drink? )

OH MY GOD GUESS WHO JUST GOT A CALL FROM THE LOVELY DAVID AT MINOTAUR WHO I TOTALLY WANT TO MARRY BECAUSE HE TOLD ME THAT...

MY NITE OWL II FIGURINE IS IN! IT'S IN STORE! NOW! SITTING THERE LONELY AND UNLOVED WITHOUT ME OR HIS PARTNER STROKING HIS OWLY GOODNESS AND I HAVE TO GO AND GET HIM REALLY REALLY SOON OTHERWISE SOMEONE ELSE WILL AND ( Read more... )

I know most of y'all have got it already but we poor souls in the antipodes have another eight days to wait - so, to content myself in this trying time, I have taken to having this gif open at all times...

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My brain, in all honestly, nearly imploded just now - I got that dull pressure roar in my ears, like when you get dumped by a particularly vicious wave at the beach, and you can't tell which way is up and your lungs are burning and the edges of your vision begin to black out and your mouth goes dry even though you're under-frakking-water and you ( Read more... )