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-- Starry Night Bat-signal

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Oh man, I wish I was making cupcakes right now. Raen's icon makes me crave them like mad but since we're shopping this afternoon the pantry will be rather empty of cupcake making supplies at the moment. But there will be cupcakes for the drinkies this Friday. Because we are a ladies flat and we do ladies things, like brightly decorated cupcakes. And metric shit tons of tequila. I'll throw some of those little silver balls into it all.

First medieval feast was good although by the end I felt like I was going to explode from the amount of food I'd eaten. Especially the pottage cheese and bread. We stole more from the table next to us. And then after the feast we came back to the LFoD and watched the last two Batman movies. Batman Forever was a lot better when I was twelve. I remember them being a very good movie. How very very wrong I was. And we all already expected the horror of Batman and Robin, for no one has the power to block the ice-related puns from memory. We marked them all down on the sliding door in the living room so we will never forget. Someone who wasn't me also drew a stick man doing obscene things to Catwoman. Can't trust any one these days.

Alison keeps making fun of Baudelaire for being the Goodyear Rat. Poor thing! He's going to get a rodent self esteem issue, the little fatty.
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We'll crucify the insincere tonight

Jen is making LASAGNE tonight. Lasagne, peoples! Get excited! I am!

My room is cleaner than it's been in about six months and I'm finding it rather novel not to have to wade my way through/jump over large piles of crap just to get between door and bed. The idea of not having to watch where I'm stepping is indeed a strange one. I even dusted! (Do not panic, my dear friends. I promise it shan't happen again. I am far to delicate to continue such an atrocious activity.)

I've been murdering people in Darker London. We may have had a wee school massacre in-game and I got to kill two there, and I just find I can't stop myself now. (I love Gloria far more than I should, the poor evil messed up girl ♥) I'm so pleased I have more characters than anyone ever needs. It means more for killings! Yay! I take out all homicidal rage on imaginary people so I don't get in trouble for it in real life. Speaking of homicide, I wants the third Dexter book, dammit. The library hasn't got it yet and I'm the fifteenth person on the hold list. Argh, it's going to be forever.

And, finally, from the wonderful Overheard In New York

Woman: How dare you?! How dare you?! How can you say that? How can you tell my child I don't love him? Apologize! Apologize!
Man: It's a dog.
Woman: How dare you?! Apologize right now!

I'm trying very hard to fight the urge to curl up on the couch and watch Army of Darkness with a cup of tea. *chews lip* This may be inescapable. Besides, AoD is always a suitable beginning to a night that will end at drinking at Sporagmos. Actually, The Dreamers is sitting in Ali's room. I'm going to reeead instead!
Judith: My pulse has been rising

Oh yay, there's bubbles in my glass!

Alcamahol makes the happiness happen! Aaaahhhhh.

I'm half packed, and the rest can be...ummm... laterers! (My suitcase is a hilarious sea of black.) For now is drinkings time!

Tomorrow I go to Nimbin and I am SO PLEASED. Nimbin! Yay! It is, in fact, one of my favourite places in the whole world. Made of pretty! Even if I am shit-poor, I don't care!

The rest of the LFoD are currently watching Greenwing, but since that is one of the British comedies I don't do I just get to drink and listen to music. Mmmmm, Maynard. He makes the sexy happen in the music. Sequioa said she was going to come over and join me once she'd showered, so I'll just sit here and imagine her naked and wet and writing until then. Oooooh yeeeeeah.

(Darker London: Alison is God and Master of my characters. I've told her she's allowed to do whatever she likes with him. You know, as long as it's in character. If I come back and find that Jude is a giggly pornstar and Scarlett a raving cock-whore, I'm going to be displeased.)