girlofprey

( New Who! )

In other news, Black and White 2 is a hideous bitch and I hate it. First it complains that there is not enough space on my hard drive to support its MASSIVE weight, then when I delete things (things I use! Things I love!), it takes up so much space I can't install the other game. And then it takes about five hours to get started, and FREEZES UP before I even manage to start a new game! Three times! Forcing me to crash my computer, three times! You better believe I uninstalled it. Back to the shop for IT! The Movies, on the other hand, is working perfectly, and I love it. Hopefully it will one day let me write slashy films. Then I will love it even more.

In other other news: £15 WH Smith voucher from sister. £100 cash from grandma. Sorted :)

( Can't help but think I'm still not into this 'working' for your degree thing... )

( But slashy plays, yay! Warning: Some 17th-century spoilers )

It is three days till Christmas. I have a present for ONE member of my family. I have at least four more to buy. However, since I am only planning to spend about a £5 on each beloved kinperson, I shouldn't have to spend to long looking for quality. I am thinking booze and perfume and chocolate. And Jack's fairly young. He won't notice if I get him a ball or something.

I am still mostly in love with Jack Driscoll. DON'T THINK I HAVEN'T NOTICED that you all haven't run out and watched the film and brought me back a fandom! I want to make him tea and watch him type. I want him to try to type in the jungle, with palm leaves ocassionally batting him in the face. I want A Natural History of Skull Island. I want to make a gif icon of Carl Denham with the text from Futurama's 'Nixon inviting all the robots to the island party' speech. 'From which there will be NO ESCAPE...from the fun!'

But mostly I want Jack Driscoll. There were so many things from the movie I forgot to mention. He's not just pretty! ( Spoilers and some insanity )

And so man more things. He is glorious. He should have his own comm. And his own ficathons. And the odd fuq-u-thon, but done in a tasteful, sensitive way. There should be comms for lots of things. I am tempted to make comms for all my favourite subjects, because they are a piece of piss to make, and then they would at least be THERE. I am tempted to join escapefrom. But I have NEVER PLAYED WOE.

I found Trolli burgers again! Probably no-one will know what I mean. Anyone who does gets my undying love. They are sweets I used to eat when I was a child, and could only reliably get in Spars in Spain and Greece. They are a burger, but with five layers of gummi candy, and chock full of artifical colourings and flavourings but OMG SO GOOD. They disappeared for years. There was no mention of them on the net. But I found some in Woolworths on Monday, and they are in different packaging and called 'Gummi' not 'Trolli', but they taste the same, and if they are a subsitute are a good enough substitute for me. I stock up on them before I return to Nottingham, I think. And maybe make a comm. devoted to them. Or an icon. Yes.

I am procrastinating a bit. Can you tell?

Hello.

I am awfully busy of late, hence not much of posting or commenting.

Possibly this will continue for a while. Like, until January 20th.

Work is too much :(

End of term this week. I want to have written an essay by this time, but doubt I will have done. Then I go home for probably just a week, I think. Like, Christmas Day, then a day or two for good measure, then return so I can concentrate the better.

I keep trying to arrange lovely things to do with my family whilst am there, like Operas and films and such, and my mother continues to be randomly working. This very annoying How dare she go to work and abandon her child omg!

I have seen Narnia. I have a crush of disturbing strength on Edmund and the boy who plays him.

I am quite desperate to go see King Kong (but have Flatmate Christmas on Friday, Mother is WORKING on Saturday, and yargh!), as am already rather in love with Jack Driscoll, aka Adrien Brody, and slashing him completely at random from clips in the trailer. Again with the disturbing strength. And when one of the male leads in the film is a gigantic ape, this can lead to down some dark and terrible roads. But if he's going to wear thick black wool coats of loveliness or alternately loose shirts and jungle t-shirts, then I REALLY HAVE NO CHOICE.

I will probably not watch Secret Smile tonight, for David Tennant. But I feel that I should watch Blackpool.

I wish it were Christmas and all of my essays were done. Yes.

ICONLOVE!

Yesterday I did lots of reading. But more importantly, I was wearing all clean clothes! Even my socks and jeans, which I'd just washed. And I'd had a shower so was in fact clean myself also. I thought it was worth reporting.

EVEN MY SOCKS omg.

Saturday night's television pleased me also. Family Guy had the dog predicting Stewie would give up his plans for World Domination at 18 when he meets 'a rough trick named Jim', and American Dad had mpreg. Teenage mpreg. Teenage ALIEN mpreg. It was all very special. And then on Rome last night a man picked up another man when he was drunk and held him and called him 'lamb'. TV is so good to me.

But down to business.( It's Barty Crouch Jr time )