hurra, n. molesworth + the grate hary potter! cheers cheers cheers, im in luv: http://www.alice.dryden.co.uk/ho_for_hoggwarts.htm


Other than, I'm being pwned by Alexander fiction, can't get enough.  And Lappy's got a virus, it seems. Re: work, I keep jumping out of the pan only to drop onto greater and hotter fires, it seems. Bah humbug. I do get a nice paycheck soon though, which will allow me to buy that gorg fake fur coat I saw on Fri. Still it doesn't make up for not being at home all fkkn day.
Why don't I have any Molesworth icons, anyway? Must rectify icon situation asap.

Very important: Livejournal still refuses to send me comment notifications, so I only depend on my memory to follow up on comments. (My memory sucks, as any fule kno.) Is it only me, or is this happening to any of you as well?

Hello lovelies ;) So, remember when I mentioned that I'd have to leave a poster of my Cheshire cat on the dungeon walls so you'd remember who I was? *g*

Anyway, I'm fine, if sleep-deprived. I missed Sounds Like Slash, shame. Also, all I get on my inbox is endless spam from the Brewitt list, cos LJ  has apparently stopped sending me comment notifications, the twat. If you've replied to a post or comment of mine in the past weeks, I've most probably missed it. Sorry about that :( Do tell me where, if you remember.

Off to contemplate the wonders of muscled male thighs and possibly have a sandwich or something --Nadia made a food post and it's made me hungryyyy. Got a new Colin Farrell film to watch later, too. He's apparently gay in it. Yum.

Any news?

First of all,



Second, happy birthday to me. Care for some cake?


Hours upon hours in the kitchen, hah!

Third, and courtesy of Google Images' mysterious ways algorithms, Jared Leto having his cake and eating it, too: ( A bit mad )
Been having a grand old time and not feeling old and depressed, which doesn't happen all that often on my b-days. Been coddled and pampered as KT was saying earlier, purr --that is probably why. This year I decided I didn't want to clean, didn't want to cook, didn't want to have people over, didn't want to surrender to life inertia, and generally didn't want to do any work. I went on strike, I picketed. I pouted and stomped my foot until I got my way --note to self: do that more often. I got taken to a v. fancy restaurant and was a totally glamourous goddess all evening. Sans feather boa.

Incidentally, Best Friend #1 has sent more hunk pics (and vids), in case anyone is interested.

Can't think of anything else worth telling. Shall watch 300 later --sweaty fighting men are inspirational. Alala, &c.

mood: loved tags: birthday

Silly iconses that will probably be of no interest to anyone but myself. Sexy Lexy and Fine Phai.

(... Should it be Fine Phai [fai] or maybe Pretty Phai [pai] would work better? Or perhaps Phais? How on earth do you read that in Greek???)

( Warning: no proper scholarship, just silliness and assorted popcult references. )
Random hunk pics: this is Best Friend #1's idea of a Xmas pressie. She can get Santa's job any day. Yes, even MolkoSanta, Rache =D

( Warning: manflesh gratuitously on display. )

tags: icons, lexy, sexy boys

Happy New Year everyone!

My server's fucked so I'm on pay-per-minute --i.e., can't be online much till it's mended. In the meantime, I'm making Sexy Lexy icons =D And speaking of, welcome to the flist parisad!
lotsa luv, mc

ps. Santa sux.

Watched Requiem for a Dream last night and it tore my spiritual insides apart. Followed it up with my new Gigi dvd (finally!), and that's when I ended up breaking down completely. Thank you, universe, thank you, progesterone. Anyway, talulla_rose  was right, once again.
Found an unexpected connection among much-fancied men. Look: ( clicky )Might do a meme about shoes, with pics.
Kate, send me the infooooo. [/random]
I have Zodiac for tonight, better be good. At least pretty Jakey is always cheering.
And speaking of, I'm oddly Xmassy this year. Put up the lights along the banisters and decorated a tree. Ok, not a tree, but one of my tall indoor plants. Shiny and colourful. Weird, considering I don't celebrate and normally I detest that kind of thing O_o

I said I would.

Reply to this post and I'll
1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a color, a photo, a word etc.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
6. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.

No agreements signed, and feel free not to repost if you don't bloody well want to =D

Have you voted for Beanie and Indo today?
http://www.radiofrance.fr/chaines/lemouv/mouvmag/evenements/special/referendum_2007.php

Gah. I've made the monumental mistake of sampling Acqua di Gio on my own wrist, and I can't get rid of it. Hate. I'm soaked in old matron smell --I can't even get my hand anywhere near my face *retch*. The new CK is quite lovely though.

Shall have a very boring, albeit very French, weekend. Post pretty things? Polly's got a meme going, might do that at some point.

Is anybody planning anything fun for Molkoday? I won't bake a cake, certainly. Might buy one though, cos, yum.

I'd like the ability to switch off my brain. Wouldn't that be just nifty.

Oh! Welcome new friends, talulla_rose   and greeun  ! ♥

Edit. Fuck, ah fuck. Look:
30 Seconds to Mars (album)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
[...] The lyrics of the hidden track, "The Struggle", were taken from Sun Tzu's The Art of War. [...]
:-O!!
That's it, that's the ultimate it. I've got my new band.

mood: hungry

Hmm. Well, first of all, yesterday I finally realised the missing reason why I've been so utterly fucked up for the last few days: I've been running rather a high temperature. I thought it was just stress &c, but I must have a bug somewhere as well. Ain't life fun.
I realised this after I made the monumental mistake of going for a walk with the excuse of renting a dvd; I wanted some air and exercise. We did about 3km in all and when we were back I stood in the kitchen and went, '... You know what? I think I'm about to topple over.'
So I've been more or less out of it since yesterday, though now I feel better thanks to Ms Aspirin... loads of them; so I can coherently sit in front of the puter for a bit. And the real reason I'm posting is because we rented La Môme and Alexander. Yes, it's from 2004. Yes, I'd never seen it. Yes, because I steadfastly refused to do so, on principle. Yes, I was almost right. I remember that there was some Alexander discussion on one of Kate's posts, so I'm writing out my impressions( behind the cut )

I'm bored and in the mood for fic but can't quite find anything fitting. Rec me something good? Options:

~Cebo pre-Lalalala.
~HP without book 7 spoilers, slash, hopefully not H/Dr.
~Buffy slash! Does anyone remember it?
~Alex/Heph (or even /Bagoas)
~Legolas/Gimli =D Honestly, they're totally an item. Not in the films though, urk.

Or anything you've got to throw at me, really. I'm easy. Must be sexy and happy though, nothing tragic.


LOL, random. I remember a loooong time ago I read a Korn/Cebo fic on fanfiction.net (does it even exist anymore?). It had Molksy artfully seducing Head and then also Munky... or was it Jon? I barely knew who Molks was at the time, though I did like the Bo. The fic was insanely random, absolutely disturbing and rather fun.
Good times XD

Edit. This is fun XD
(it's a parody of the Alexander film)

Edit 2. If there is one thing that shits me, is to read "limpid pools of desire" in the middle of pRon.
*watches own metaphorical cock go soft*

tags: fic

If you sit by the river long enough, you will see the body of your enemy float by.
You'll have a miserable time until then, though. Not to mention, wet.

My inbox is still a scary corner. However, I haven't been able to resist KT's attachment, which is lovely and cheered me up immensely ♥ A reply is forthcoming. To everyone who's left comments: lots of love and I'm replying (slowly). Weekdays are difficult. The temptation to waste these few alloted internet minutes in checking out Teh Slash is hard to resist, you'll understand ;)

♥

P.S. I haven't been too coherent of late, verbally I mean. Fried brain. So, you might have to read... somewhat creatively, so to speak.

location: by the river, getting rather sodden

She's back!!

Back online, but still on dial-up and on a rather busy schedule, so you'll have to bear with me while I check messages, catch up and such. (God I'll take ages.) Tell me what's been going on with you? I've missed you all horribly :-*

Hurrah!! *hugs and luffs everyone*

location: the www, BABY! mood: jubilant music: partay muzak tags: webjoy

Offline, miserable, and v. stressed, but alive. Love you all and see you around soon(ish).
~mc
ps save some slash for me!

Insanely busy, and I owe everyone and their mother an email. Sowwee :-/

Random link: Pokemon Shakespeare. Proper crack. Check out Hamlet's emo haircut. That's a brilliant community, btw. Not as busy as I'd like though. Check out the macros (see Gabs? I've learnt!) in the previous post, too. And Shakeskitties!

Need fun. Got any? (Fun that doesn't involve hurting other people or witnessing it while LOLling from the sidelines, that is --as some acquaintances seem to enjoy doing).

Passionate kiss like spider's web, will soon lead to undoing of flies.
Man who stands on toilet, high on pot.
Woman who brings husband breakfast in bed liable to get tit bit.
Woman who cooks rice and peas in same pot very unsanitary.
Man who walks through turnstile sideways going to Bangkok.

Gods I'm in PAIN. Real, honest to Molks pain.
After a new broadband frustration (don't even ask --it turns out my block hasn't been rewired yet because it's too close to the next neighbourhood. Insane) , I've decided to have the puter wiped clean and reformatted, see if that improves matters any.
Problem is, before I send it over, I need to back up and delete all my files.
All my Placebo files.
All my Indochine files.
All my pictures.
Years worth of downloads. Dial-up downloads. Painstakingly slow dial-up downloads.
Not that the bulk of the collection isn't on cds and dvds already, but still.
All of it, I have to delete all of it.
It HURTS. It fucking HURTS.
I'm not sure I can do this. What if the backups fail, somehow??
Someone please tell me you'll send me dvd copies of your collections if that happens. I can't bear the thought.

What do you want, at the end of the day?

Me, I want silence. Peaceful, blissful silence. Something inane to pay attention to. Some food, cos hey, I am hungry now --by the time I'm done cooking, the hunger's dissolved into resignation. Some protein, and some sugar; instant energy. Sometimes a drink. A couch, and a lap or a shoulder to collapse into. A pair of slippers. A smile --a simple, honest smile; a smile that will draw another smile on my face, instead of arousing suspicion. The prospect of a better day tomorrow. The knowledge that I've achieved something during the day.

What do you want?

mood: tired

I've spent the entire afternoon and evening yelling at spoilt bratty teenagers. I've also had a mental soundtrack of Oasis on repeat bouncing around my brain, all day. I am ready to kill.

Something funny for you to go through. Random, because my mental state reminded me of it: this bloke has a mongol in his head, and I have a viking.
Edit. Nothing funny. I was going to quote from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Universe, but as it turns out, it seems I have lost my soft copy. Buggerfuckeringshit. Have Hagar instead.
( Politeness is an LJ cut.  )
Got anything interesting to share? Hopefully funny and cheerful and shallow and requiring less than half a braincell?
( AHA!! AHAHA!! )

mood: despairing for the future of our world

FUCKING CHILDREN.

Herod was a sodding genius. Children should not be allowed in society until they have proved they have grown ONE FUCKING BRAINCELL.
Jesus. What is the world coming to???????
       

 woez.

mood: utterly miserable