Mar. 30th, 2010 10:27 pm
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So, parents are out at a comedy gig. Dog is doing her comatose thing. I'm alone in the house.

And today's freaking myself the fuck out image is bird based.

Specifically, walking past open doorways that lead into darkened rooms, and half-expecting to see a raven-based monstrosity leering at me from the ceiling, fang-filled beak open in silent laughter before it launches itself in a blur of blood-splattered tattered feathers, all wrong angles and ragged edges.

Brrrr. -shivers-


May. 27th, 2009 07:56 pm
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I got complimented on my lovely voice at work today.

It was rather odd, especially the bit about if fairies existed they'd sound like me.

Am slightly weirded out, in a really flattered way.
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( Link )

How can people be so stupid?
Also, the woman in the video linked to near the end horrifies me. I've been raised in a vaguely Christian family, but she horrifies me and I feel so extremely sorry for her children.
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I had a really odd dream the other night, and I think it's sufficiently weird enough to share. :P

It featured Wolverine (Xmen) at a psychiatric hospital that was a combination of the Xavier mansion and Hogwarts. In fact, I distinctly remember one bit where Logan (as the doctors knew him) asked a new doctor about his previous one, and was told there had been an 'incident' and he'd killed him. The doctor then obliviated him, of all memories of the previous doctor as the knowledge would impede his progress. Then there was a flash back, and he was engaging in a fight with a large dragon who could spit gold coins and fire (the setting was sort of medieval, sword'n'sorcery type stuff). He defeated the dragon by pinning it's tongue still, whenever it tried to spit coins or flames at him, with a boy/squire he'd brought with him. He then left the boy with the dragon, who he kept calling 'your majesty' (quite sincerely). This endeared the boy to the dragon, who was giving him etiquette/social-climbing lessons as Logan left. Back to the present (still medieval, although with tarmac-ed roads) and Logan suddenly remembered that his mother had been known in their village 'sweet Loralie'.
Then I woke up.

An I apparently have to be up at 7am tomorrow so we can finish packing and leave for Denmark. Bugger.

[Edit, at 4.56am]Fuck going to bed. I'll sleep during the journey.
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May I just say, to any Scientology people out there?

Dude, WTF?!

Well, I'm out on about a dozen counts.

Should I really be admitting that?
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Managed to ick out most of my flatmates earlier, by roasting and eating a whole rabbit I'd got from the market.
The heart was still in the body, so I pulled it out and it's now in the freezer, all clean and cute and heart-like.
I told my flatmates-of-next-year this, but it wasn't until I informed them that I don't like cream that they declared me weird. Wtf?!
They can cope with gay potterporn, random autofellatio pictures in their inbox, a love for bloodsexmagic books (aka laurell k hamilton's works, which is a shared love with one of them), random crack!brain statements, insane hyena giggling, music tastes running from acappella folk to trance to goth metal and the odd rabbit heart in the freezer, but a dislike of cream makes me odd?


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