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[nny]

My ears are itchy. Of all the parts of my body, why my ears? I blame earrings. Maybe I should wear them more often than every six weeks.

Home is bearable so far, but have not seen siblings yet. Except G. And we know I can get on with her.

Why do I want to write C&tCF fic without Willy Wonka in? It's like... missing the whole point!

Anyone here? I would welcome comment conversations. I shall most likely be archiving for a while, so. Say hi!

ETA: Scratch archiving. I shall merely pootle about.

Urgh. Dial-up.

Comments

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Which I still have to see. I'm doing so badly, considering the amazing world cinema section at the local video shop. Bad Nny!

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

It's OK. Nobody's forcing you. :D

OH I got your letters and I am happy. I forget if I said.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

No, but I want to see more worthwhile cinema. I do not want my taste to consist of Paul Bettany films.

You didn't say but I inferred meaning. I am glad you are happy. I am sorry I ramble like nobody's business. XD

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

That is fair enough. But I will admit my taste consists largely of: war movies. Why? Don't ask me these questions!

Oh yeah. You are clever. :D I LIKE RAMBLING. Ramble more!

[villainny.livejournal.com]

...heh. Now you've asked for it.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Perfect >:D

[villainny.livejournal.com]

I may never understand you. But, on the other hand, I am willing to keep trying. Forever, if need be. XD

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Oooh. Insights into my mind! It's like when you ask people to make icons for you: innnteresting.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

I made an icon for you, once. Sadly, my skillz in that arena are... nonexistant. XD

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

I would use it. It would keep me from getting carpal tunnel.

*massages wrist*

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Wah don't get that! Is bad!

My sister has just stopped pouting at mirror, and mum is in shorts. Weird family, sadly. Wicker shoes? I will not say that out loud for fear of getting lynched.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

But I can't stop making icons!1onedesperation.

. . . wicker . . . shoes?

[villainny.livejournal.com]

I don't know. They're like... basket-woven leather. Ew, and ew. Sister is strange.

Icons are bad for you?

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Making lots of icons . . . eventually . . .

Hurts. XD

[villainny.livejournal.com]

See, I just cut and paste. And it takes me two minutes. And/or, I go raid Basic Bases. oooh, pretty.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

That is a much better idea. TEACH ME, MASTER. TEACH ME TO LET GO.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Er... write something instead! Much healthier. *nods*

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Not necessarily. And I'd like to stay out of THAT mess for a little. I've vomited enough on my LJ for at least a few days.

Although I have to say, every night that I don't at least take a shot at Angeles I feel guilty. Like I killed him myself.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Interesting. Very interesting.

I'm liking the sudden proliferation of Ji, even if it is when I'm off the internet. Which is like Eddie Izzard.

"I don't go on TV and I'm on TV now to say I don't go on TV... Which is working quite well..."

There is Izzard for every occasion.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

I'll admit I've never really seen Izzard. And then I will run.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Right. Shall have to remedy that. Somehow. XD

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

That is your new job!