May 2nd, 2007
April 24th, 2007
April 21st, 2007
Took a nap. Woke up with a swollen throat, stinging ears and the urge to throw up.
Thank you, body. I really appreciate it.
April 3rd, 2007
I haven't updated in a long time. But then again, I haven't had anything to say. Logical, no?
But to make up for it, here's some music:
Anberlin - Never Take Friendship Personal
Alanis Morisette - My Humps
NiN - Just Like You Imagined
DJ Tiesto - Adagio For Strings
And in honour of Dee, here are some YouTube music videos: A new kind of SexyBack, Fleurilicious, Do you want cheese with that wtf?, The Vampire Slayer, Everyone loves him, something vaguely well made and last but not least, Brokeback Goblet (wtf eyebrows, Robert?).
Note of warning - All these vids are fucking awful. But that's part of the charm, I assure you. Once you've finished gouging out your eyes, I'm sure you'll appreciate it!
February 4th, 2007
1. Comment with any pairing/s (or character/s) from a fandom that you know I like or at least have some passing knowledge about.
2. I will ramble for approximately 100 words about aforementioned pairing/s or character/s. This may be incoherent gushing or exclamations of disgust, depending on who it is.
This includes RPG chars. I post in honour of Sage, who has suffered greatly. *wipes tear*
December 10th, 2006
This journal is now only partially friends only; partially because I'm fed up with hiding, but still very much an elitist bitch.
My birthday was awesome. I LOVE ALL OF YOU. You know who you are because you made me stare at the computer screen for an hour/snort into my drink and fall off my chair/squee intensely then ramble like a total dork respectively. I went and saw Casion Royale (aka: Daniel Craig shirtless, Daniel Craig wet, Daniel Craig wet and shirtless; lather, rinse, and repeat) with some friends. And I am watching One Night in Paris as we speak. Dave Gahan shirtless. Mmm.
I got three handbags, too. One is a total copy of the new Chloe bag, which fills me with happy. Oh oh, and January issue of Vogue, which for once, had a lack of Kate Moss. Thank God. It did have some painfully gorgeous images of Sasha Pivovarova in Russia. Considering how shit UK Vogue usually is, the pretty made me realy gleeful. There was also a Coco Rocha editorial. I kind of wish I could hate Coco, but there is something arresting about her face. And am I rambling? Why yes, I am.
Other than that, studies are going well; work is going well. So basically, life is good. ♥