zagreus sits inside your head.
Mar. 20th, 2008 01:42 amJUST FINISHED LISTENING TO EIGHTH DOCTOR AUDIO 'NEVERLAND'. AM NOW INCAPABLE OF REASONABLE THOUGHT. WILL PERHAPS NEVER STOP SPEAKING IN CAPSLOCK. OH MY GOD.
(I APPLAUD MY OWN WISDOM IN BUYING 'NEVERLAND' AND 'ZAGREUS' AT THE SAME TIME. IF I HAD NOT, I BELIEVE I WOULD BE DEAD RIGHT NOW.)
ETA: By the end of the serial, I was so absolutely out of my mind with awesome/horror that I pulled my quilt over my head in an attempt to hide from my computer. As I was still wearing headphones, this effort proved fruitless. OH MY GOD.
ETA 2: There needs to be fic in which Jo, Leela, Charley, and Rose sit around drinking coffee and chatting about Time Lords, fairy tales, and Peter Pan. Maybe in a transtemporal Starbucks? I don't know. I'm losing my mind.
(I APPLAUD MY OWN WISDOM IN BUYING 'NEVERLAND' AND 'ZAGREUS' AT THE SAME TIME. IF I HAD NOT, I BELIEVE I WOULD BE DEAD RIGHT NOW.)
ETA: By the end of the serial, I was so absolutely out of my mind with awesome/horror that I pulled my quilt over my head in an attempt to hide from my computer. As I was still wearing headphones, this effort proved fruitless. OH MY GOD.
ETA 2: There needs to be fic in which Jo, Leela, Charley, and Rose sit around drinking coffee and chatting about Time Lords, fairy tales, and Peter Pan. Maybe in a transtemporal Starbucks? I don't know. I'm losing my mind.
I'm not the only dust my mother raised.
Feb. 25th, 2008 09:00 pmI am tipsy with pre-birthday booze, snuggled in an armchair by the wood stove (a wood stove in a log cabin, and a log cabin on the side of a mountain, a mountain under the stars), and I'm writing fan fic.
Life is really quite lovely, sometimes, isn't it?
Also, there's a little lost bat chirping in the eaves just over my head. I've got a butterfly net ready for when he emerges, and I shall return him to the night whence he came. "Be free, my cheeld-ren of the niiiight!"
*has seen Dracula a few too many times*
(I would continue by quoting that immortal (hee) line: "I never drink...wine." However, given my current condition, that would be a patent untruth.)
Life is really quite lovely, sometimes, isn't it?
Also, there's a little lost bat chirping in the eaves just over my head. I've got a butterfly net ready for when he emerges, and I shall return him to the night whence he came. "Be free, my cheeld-ren of the niiiight!"
*has seen Dracula a few too many times*
(I would continue by quoting that immortal (hee) line: "I never drink...wine." However, given my current condition, that would be a patent untruth.)