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|| LC: I ♥ me

The theme of this post appears to be '♥'

One of my favourite things in the world is bussing on a hangover. Oh baby, there is nothing more exciting. (I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.) But I have no progressed from my deadly morning times to now just feeling kinda groggy instead. But that's fine because Ali and I have Buffy season three to be watching and junk food to watch it with. TAKE THAT, WORLD. Nothing can make anything bad right now.

Party last night was really good and people were to bright and colourful. For those who are unaware I was wearing FLUORO ORANGE TROUSERS. That's a sight that you will never see again. People were fun and awesome - Dollhouse, I ♥ you and your parties.*

Tonight I sort out travel details for August and then I can email parentals about flights. I am going to rock Sydney and Nimbin ♥

*Me: Hey, they all live in the Dollhouse... but that don't really exist in an innocent childlike state.
Alison: *snort* That would be the very opposite of what they are.

TV, you lied to me again.
Boosh: I'm pretty good

Boosh fans! you BBC3 weirdos!

On Saturday night there was a Heroes and Villains party. So I say to myself, Self, who is the most bestest and sexiest villain?

The answer is, of course, The Hitcher. He will, after all, harness the powers of evil to abuse you. In song format.

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A few people got who I was. Everyone else was just confused to why I kept speaking to them in a bad cockney accent and threatening to put them in dolphin suits...
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Oh fingers, why you so cold?

There is a rat balanced rather precariously upon my head. He's going to fall and he knows it, which is why he keeps burying his claws in my scalp. Ow, Byron! He needs to learn to remain in more comfortable places. Not very bright is he.

Everyone is out now and the house is stupidly quite, which means I require music. And now that that's fixed in a minute I'm about to call someone to ask about an Othello audition. Because, mmmm, Othello. I haven't done any proper acting since high school so it's very possible I suck at it by now but, hey, it's just an audition. No harm in that. I wish I still had the singing voice I used to in my earlyish teens because then I could do muuusicals. I loves me some musicals.

Alison and I got out the first season of Queer As Folk last week and it was awesome, especially in the deja vu kind of way. Man, I used to love that show so much. I am discovering I am still quite fond. Jen got sucked into it as well toward the end of the season and now both she and Ali and flailing over Season Finale Dramah. It's funny ;D And then we watched the first episode of Dexter (with bubbly!) when it was on the telly the other night. Good, although I'm not yet sure what I make of it. I shall withhold judgement until I've seen a few more.

Sena brought around the latest episode of SPN and I now can't get the silly fake theme song out of my head:

Ghost, Ghost Facers! We go the places where the others will not!
Ghost, Ghost Facers! We stay in the kitchen when the kitchen gets hot!


Heh heh heh.

And, oh! The Sarah Conner Chronicles are going to start soon! Fuck yeah! I'm really hoping it's going to be good. Please wipe all memory of that terrible third film from my mind.
-- 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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Popping pusses into pies!

I'm so the guy in this flat. Even when we have an actual sort of guy here, I'm still the one make comments about breasts.

Tim came over to watch the Victoria's Secret show the other night. He claims he was just following Sam, but we know the truth. This is, after all, the boy who used to just happen to show up at the right time on Friday nights to watch America's Next Top Model with us, so we really can't believe anything he claims about his television habits.

Anyway, none of the VS models were rated higher than a four out of ten, except for Miranda Kerr who apparently got a six. Must be her cuteness. Apparently if Heidi Klum shows up at his house he'll send her to the nursing home.

Jessica White is made of hot but needs to eat something. Really.

My votes for next year's VS show: Caroline YOU FOOLS. Judith (nudity), Bianca, Cintia, Pania (but only if she puts on a bit of weight), Tamiris, Emanuela, and Crystal (but that's never going to happen.)

And notes to VS:

1. I don't care if Ana broke contract to model a catalogue for someone who paid her better: Get her back. Seriously.

2. Rosie can look this. So why do you keep giving her awful outfits in the show?
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Another year gone...

Oh, hello bedroom. You are fantastically wonderful and not full of leaves and lack any sort of deflating bed.

I returned this afternoon from Canterbury Faire, the ever-fantastic week long medieval event. And while I was happy to leave behind sleeping in a very small tent with Raen, I shall miss the rest of it.

I ate so many pies. Mmmm, pie. And Turkish coffee. I wish I had one now because I'm quite asleep even after falling into my bed as soon as our return to the LFoD.

And while it is not medieval, human croquet is serious amounts of fun when played :)
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trapped in a box by a cockney nutjob (Also known as: It's all about the Boosh.)

It has come to my attention after watching too much of The Mighty Boosh live DVD that I would totally sleep with The Hitcher. This is interesting considering that he is both a) sadistically evil, and b) umm, green. Although technically in the live show he isn't green!

It's the cockney accent. I'm sure of it.

everybodylookatthemoon! everybodyseesthemoon!

Man, I love this show. No one we know outside of our flat even gets what we're talking about. But it'll be on C4 soon. Which is good but... only cool people are allowed to like it here! Yes, I can't stop everyone in all of England liking it if they're tards, but that's not here. The scenesters are going to latch. Look at Vince and tell me they're not going to latch!

Boosh! Boosh! Stronger than a Moose!

I may have been downloading music.

Everyone is out at work/school and it's only 8.30. This is all wrong. It's not the natural order of things!

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