I'm not gonna take it

You know you're drunk when...

2010-10-02T21:04:00.000-07:00

... You can't stand up straight.

... You can't find your own arse with both hands.

... Capt'n Jack Sparrow is making perfect sense.

... You re-open a blog left dead for nine months. Hasn't it been more?

Queen of...

2010-01-24T08:37:00.000-08:00

*Entering bedroom*
Me: So, did you catch him?
E: Who?
Me: The guy who set off the bomb.

A small hint of how "tidy" it was there. You know, there isn't any law against at least organising the chaos.
Well, I'm not one to talk, it's hard to tell the table down in my room is in fact glass and see-through. Don't worry, though, all the dust is covered by a thick layer of books, sketch book, and clothes, all of which should have been put away... But it is rather organised, I know where everything is!

With that being said... P.S. I love you is the best movie since ever and I pray God I won't turn into Holly on the beginning there! Honestly, with that show of woman-ness makes me doubt I have ovaries, at the same time make me so lucky to have them so I will (hopefully) not have to deal with an over-emotional wife in the future. I'd much rather deal with a Gerry-ish husband, minus the dying-of-brain-tumor part. Nice!

And it's not wrong to listen to Christmas songs now, is it? Cuz I'm obsessed with Fairytale of New York, hence the title.

2010-01-11T16:44:00.001-08:00

I'm fine, I'm fine, just scaring the shit out of myself by accidentally saying "bloody hell" in an extremely British accent in the middle of the night...

Title not necessary

2009-12-19T02:32:00.000-08:00

Fun on google maps!

2009-12-13T06:11:00.000-08:00

Fraser Park in Inverness. I have a strange need to go there... XD And there's an airport in Inverness, too... *Planning*

I might just move there. :P

FML?

2009-12-12T09:13:00.000-08:00

"Today,i woke up at 4. a.m, suddenly remembering that i had an end-of-term test for math. I jumped out of bed, revised for 3 hours, then looked at the calendar, and realised that i had had the math test yesterday, a friday, and today was saturday. FML"

More like "Hello, real-life Hermione Granger!" than "FML" if you ask me. Get a frickin' sense of humour! XD

Time to blag!

2009-11-20T06:42:00.000-08:00

Yes, I just came up with a new word combining "blog" and "brag", I'm such a genius!

Well, on to the topic: I'm going away on a lovely hospital stay for at least four weeks, jolly me, but two things lightens it a bit: I got An Echo in the Bone in the mail today, and got a "good luck" wish from James Phelps via Twitter. I feel a bit important now, hehe.

2009-11-16T09:30:00.000-08:00

This is apparently not something a seventeen year old girl wants to be compaired to. I can't see the problem in that, except twincest is wrong...

Age does not matter

2009-11-11T01:50:00.001-08:00

Kilted men are sexy no matter what!

Our soundtrack

2009-11-07T01:04:00.000-08:00

Because I'm bored and have slept four-five hours last night! XD

Don't know where this would fit in, but goodness, is it true!

Okay, don't know where this'll go either, but it's too good to pass up ;) If you change Denmark with Scotland, then we're getting somewhere!

Fine, this is turning into just a bunch of random songs, I'll get back on track soon...

Cuz you know that's how we feel! XP

For when you're having your kid with Zefron! Or Gerry or whoever you currently plan on shagging...

For the next time you plan on laying on the edge and leave room for a whole other frickin' person between us!

Can hardly listen to this without beginning to cry and, well, I'm the DJ here now, so then I'm taking it.

Didn't think anything else, did you? :P

Us in ten years, trust me!

Have to be a bit educational too, you know. XD

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Complete unrelated, but very cute! Especially the Belfast one!

Sometimes we're genius...

2009-11-05T07:50:00.000-08:00

... Sometimes we're not.

E: What's the opposite of disappear?

Me (slightly annoyed): Appear!... Honestly, you just remove the dis...

Swine flu

2009-11-02T16:46:00.000-08:00

Chaos in the Ukraine? I wouldn't call 60 dead a crisis, there's more people being kicked to death by donkeys yearly, if I'm not greatly mistaken. 200,000 ill isn't exactly great, I'm not saying that, especially with 7,500 of them being commited to hospital, but honetly! It's complete hysteria!

Compared to the Spanish Flu of 1918/1919, which killed between 40-100 million people, I think we can calm down a tad! The bacon cold isn't even close to the asian flu, (which killed between 1-4 million people), having a total killing rate of just over six thousand as of today. And the common flu kills a minimum of four thousand every week.

They have been shouting dead and doom and all hell's fire on us with SARS and avian flu and god knows what else for years now, and I don't know about you, but I'm still alive.

So can we just calm the fuck down, everyone!?!

In Scotland?

2009-10-26T09:18:00.000-07:00

And I just realised the trouble with kilted men and bathroom signs...

You're welcome!

2009-10-25T09:07:00.001-07:00

2009-10-16T09:50:00.000-07:00

And that my dear friend, is how you know the world is coming to an end.

What the bloody hell?

2009-10-15T07:27:00.001-07:00

Why is he wearing underwear? Let alone boxer-shorts! Blasphemy, I tell you, BLASPHEMY!

Charlie in the movies

2009-10-12T08:51:00.000-07:00

They are apparently bothering to put him in Deathly Hallows after all and I must say the actor is growing on me, now that I've seen a better picture of him.

Inside your head / on the floor

2009-10-11T13:11:00.000-07:00

"Of course it is happening inside your head...but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" - Albus Dumbledore
I'm gonna slam that in the face of my psychiatrist!

No, I'm not, but it shows that I'm at least not more delusional than Rowling, right? Right?!?

And we were talking about how to spell dyslexia, cuz E sent me a text here a while ago where she had spelled it "dysilexia" or something like that...
E: Don't you hear that silent I?
Me: No, I don't hear silent Is, honey!

But I do hear silent Hs, as in "honestly". Honestly, I do!

And we shared a bed, since we're too lazy to find a mattress and she insisted on sleeping outmost, even though she constantly either throws down her covers or falls out herself...
Me: Come a bit closer here, then, so you don't fall out.
E: Yeah, I'm just gonna turn over here. *Thunk!*
Me *leaning over the edge to see her sprawled out on the floor, shaking with laughter*: Did you survive?
E: Yes, but I hit my foot!

Problems, if you ask me. XD

Bloglovin'

2009-10-09T11:03:00.001-07:00

Now I'm actually on bloglovin! Wasn't my idea though, but maybe someone else will get lost in the jungle of blogs and discover how stoopid my humour is at times.

Also, it's the big Twin Talk days now, I don't know how many things we've (me and E) have said together the last few days... One of the funnier had to be after dinner and we both looked at each other and "Thanks for the food!" in complete sync. Yay pizza, by the way!

Cake!

2009-10-06T14:40:00.001-07:00

Alternatively: I bought a cupcake for us to share, but you ate the whole damn thing!

Yes, "share" is not in someone's dictionary. Just as "eat up or the others will take all the cake" isn't in someone elses. But I did get cake today! That's what grandmothers are for! :D

Talking of, the strangest thing happened! My Grandmother have actually bought a spinning-bike now and have it in the room where I dreamt she had it! Freaky! But it did not play music and my admirer did not show up, which is good all the same, I'd get scared out of my skin if he had managed to track me down. On the other hand, he is Irish... Well, it wouldn't be the best of timings, with me being at my grandparents. Hm...

And it is apparently more flattering to be compared with Hagrid than your boyfriend's ex. Go figure... XD

The weather!

2009-10-04T16:21:00.000-07:00

With freaking Gerard Butler! Who have no idea what he's doing.

In Scotland

2009-10-03T07:45:00.000-07:00

"In Scotland, there is no such thing as bad weather - only the wrong clothes." - Billy Connolly

Sounds familiar? Damn, he stole our proverb! Talking of weather, it's gloriously raining here, while further up (both north and higher mountain-like) it's snowing. Much as I detest winter, it might as well come properly, it's not that much fun with autumn.

Another thing that struck me, would you call a young Scotsman a Scotlad? A Scotlad from Scotland? XD

Well, the reason for my sudden interest in Mr. Connolly:

To be born and raised in Glasgow, Connolly sure sounds like a Sassenach. But then again, Gerry's accent is a thick as week-old parritch here. I'd marry that man, if there was a chance. Yes, I know he's almost as old as my mother, but I don't fucking care! (I'm talking about Gerry here, but given the chance I probably would take a night with Billy too, he's got more than charm enough.)

More strange dreams

2009-09-29T13:35:00.000-07:00

First, I was at my Grandmother's. Second, I was playing music... On a spinning bike! Yup, that's the new instrument of the year! I have no idea how I did it, but I somehow read some notes and played Christmas carols by stepping on the pedals in a particular way.

Then, again, a sex dream... Now in my old house, my parents' bed and with a guy I have no idea who was. He was there while I played on the bike, too. Basically, he was pale, not particulary blessed about the hair and not fit, but not exactly fat either. Bugged me who he was until I entered the glorious world of Facebook before my breakfast and discovered that "bloody hell, it's him!" My (not-so-)secret Irish admirer which I have added as a friend for fun's sake. Creepy? He calls me pretty and I start having dreams about him? Not in a romantic way, though, sex is just sex for me.

Anyway, I've been having a lot of strange dreams lately and it probably answers to having a very full head, as of the last weeks. Won't get to empty it before school starts again, though, ironically enough... Tell you more about that when it is something to tell.

I dreamt

2009-09-27T07:47:00.000-07:00

It was in my old room, me and some guy, getting intimate in one way and another. That's fine, I have nothing against that, what troubles me is that I have no idea if it was Axel, Brody, Fergus, or bloody Voldemort in the for of Joe Walker... Most likely a combination... All I really remember is that he was fair-skinned, slim and dark-haired. It's starting to get on my nerves.

So simple, so sexy! Maybe I haven't mentioned I love red bikes too? And the knife (sorry, forgot what it's called, sgigh something?) is the finite touch of perfectness! *drool*

Found at the Kilt Blog! Love that site at the moment.

And some more from Google:

I could complain, but I don't think I'll bother... Okay then, the picture is taken a second to early and from the wrong angle, but I guess porn doesn't show up on Google X3

Beam me up, Scotty!

Monty Python continues to be the kings of comedy!

Okay, my bad, go to fotoflingscotland.com for more kilts! XD

A bit of win, a bit of fail

2009-09-26T02:40:00.000-07:00

The WIN part (which I have nothing to do with):

The FAIL part, which I had everything to do with:

*Walking to the bus stop*

Me *stops dead*: Shit, I forgot my book! I forgot my Jamie-book, in the locker! NO! *Slides down in a heap on the sidewalk before getting a bit of a grip on myself* Well, okay, then... No, I have to go back and get it, okay? If it was just a weekend it would be okay, but it'll be a week 'til school again, I can't go a week without Jamie!

E: Okay....

Me: Okay, so I'll just go and get it and you can take the bus now and I'll come with the next and--

E: I'll be at the library in the meantime.

Me: Libra--? Oh, yeah, I'll just go and get it! *Runs back to school* I'm not addicted or anything!

Obsessed? No, not the slightest... It would just suck major donkey balls to go nine days without even the possibility of reading. And I must say I was pretty stupid to leave my bag in the locker, thinking there was nothing there I needed and not remembering it before we were almost at the bus stop. At least I remembered it before we got on the bus!

I also "stormed" into a class I'm not supposed to have just because they were going to watch The Last King of Scotland and I needed to hear some Scottish. Can never get enough Scottish, you know. XD

My blankie!

2009-09-19T05:24:00.000-07:00

Well, duvet, then. Anyway, we decided to just take the guest-room and the one doublebed last night. Two pillows, two duvets, one madrass.
But did I get to keep my cover? No... She decided to kick her own down on the floor and take mine. Worked fine for a while when we both curled up under it, but then she decided she wanted it all by herself and yanked hard! I yanked back, because it was my goddamn duvet!
Yank here, yank there, yank back again... After a while she realised it wasn't hers, and began looking for the other and luckily found it again on the floor so we could sleep some more. How long we've been sharing that one duvet we still have no idea, but it had to be a while.

We also had some fun before falling asleep, which left me writhling against the wall. No, all she did was a rather poor imitation of Gerard Butler, but it was hilarious at the time. And I was tired enough to have a very vivid imagination and the thought of being in bed with Gerry-boy was enough to almost make me hyperventilate from laughter. Yep, it's called being pathetic.

Now, some Irish music!

This almost made me cry the first time I listened to it, because after reading Outlander and stuff I've really realised that history, that happened to people! And even though this is Irish history, it have every ounce of the same emotions involved as the happenings on Culloden in Scotland.

And some happy music:

Since I can't say "kiss me, I'm Irish" I can still say "kiss me, you're Irish!" Works even better, if you ask me!

This made me happy!

2009-09-18T09:04:00.000-07:00

This made me very, very happy, indeed! Complete stranger on Facebook, but I thought it was very sweet, spelling nothwithstanding.

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Watch us fail big time!

Like anyone was actually interested in seeing that... Well, we found it very funny, at least! Too bad I didn't get to record the whole make up session, I only remembered halfway through and then the cam stopped working. Oh, well...

My new goal:

2009-09-15T09:11:00.000-07:00

Okay, I can blame the Outlander-books for this, but that's not really important... My new goal is to find a Scot and have a lively discussion with him (or her, if it's a shortage of blokes) about the colour of the sky!

I have a resonable good reason for it too: Jamie (yes, the glorious James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser!) made a comment somewhere along the way about how it's not possible to get two Scots to agree on much besides the colour of the sky, and even that's up for questions sometimes.

And it is, isn't it? The sky isn't just a monogamous blue, it shifts from the lightest turquis in the morning to lead-grey in storm, plain dark blue-grey, white or grey if it's cloudy and don't forget just before dawn and sunset, where you can find orange, gold, aprocot (not the fruit, though,) pink, indigo... There's no end to it!

So with that small mind-twister, I'll leave you and continue to eat my cold porridge. Yes, I feel quite well, thanks for asking. :D

Recap from July 18:

"I want a time-machine! I don't care if it's á la Jules Verne, a flying Delorean or a Time-Turner, I want to go back, smack myself in the head and nick some tickets to that freakin' premiere! "

Or I might go out and see if there's any stone circles hanging about! XD

My ship is loaded with

2009-09-14T06:28:00.000-07:00

Some of my friends had started a round with it on Facebook, and I had to join in a bit. The funny part is how much of the things reminded me of Jamie Fraser...

I said Indians on purpose, because Jamie & co are meeting with some at the moment. (Where I am reading, at least.)

E said hunters, and that I should watch my Indians. Well... Jamie is a class A hunter and had just shot an elk, before falling down and putting his back out of joint. Very cleaver when it's snowing and no one knows where you are. Luckily Claire isn't the kind of woman to just sit and wait at home while he freezes to death.

A said cannons, which leads us directly to Voyager and the ships there.

E then said land crabs, something Jamie also is a class A example of, he goes green if he as much as sees a boat.

E said oil and A said paraffin, which leads me to think of turpentine and Jocasta MacKenzie's plantation.

E also said spaceships, which reminded me of Pigfarts, but that don't have anything to do with Jamie. XD

Yeah, I think that was all. Slightly obsessed about Jamie, maybe? Keep dreaming about him, but it's only the shortest of moments and I often see Claire or even Murtagh more clearly! That annoys me quite a bit... Anyway, because I'm sick now I managed to fall asleep and dream I was Claire (I remember the hair vividly) and we (me and Jamie, in case it should be any confusion here) ate potato salad. How random and nice.

Just something I forgot;

2009-09-12T01:24:00.000-07:00

There's a difference between "fighting fire" and "farting fire", although it leads to hilarity when one mixes them up.

Yoghurt mishaps and some other incidents

2009-09-10T07:26:00.000-07:00

I managed to spill my yoghurt on the table today and was just about to get up to get napkins, but luckily (which is very hard to spell right now; kuckely, luckely, etc.) my "wife" had some in her purse. Somehow it made me feel like Frank Randall... I had to ask where she got them, cuz I remember her putting them in there some time ago and it turned out she had snatched them from the cafe last time we went there for lunch. At the time I didn't see why she would bother bringing them, but in hindsight I'm glad she did.

She was also very nice and spilled water down my jeans. Luckily (very funny word today) we were outside, so it didn't matter, but I didn't quite see the point. When I said this, she said she didn't know the bottle was open and when she put it between her legs and squeezed, she "came" all over me...

We talked about Outlander, which isn't anything new exactly, but she mixed Fred and Frank. Not funny to most people, but if you know George (as in Weasley) have been translated to Frank, it is. To me, at least.

Plus... Yeah, we discussed the prononoucing of "neither". She says "naither" while I say "neither" with clean E so to speak. My step-father was nice enough to inform us that is Cockney accent and I plainly went down the stairs shouting "I love cocks!" She voiced in with "me too! Your step-father didn't hear that."

Now we're about to watch Enchanted and soon eat I hope. :D

Okay, so I was wearing a rather old pair of jeans, with long tails of fabric worn off on the bottoms of the legs. A great trip wire, I discovered when I laid sprawled upstairs in the hall.

And time for a little game! Well, not so much a game as a device to pass time. (I should probably put some spoiler warning here; do not proceed if you don't want to know what happens in Outlander and coming books.)

I proudly presents: Failed ways to kill Jamie Fraser!

1. Hang him. Won't do you much good when Claire sweeps in with a horde of cattle to rescue him from the prison.

2. Break his arm and hope an infection festers in the wound. Again, Claire is there to save the day.

3. Shoot him in the head. He's too thick-sculled, that Scot!

4. Make him go berserk on a suicide-mission against the Redcoats. Well, in that case he'll just run like a madman 'til he's behind the English guns, then back again until some greater power sees it fitting for him to be cornered. Then, let the officer who plans on banging his head off recognise him and he'll be well on his way back to Lallybroch and Jenny Murray, a force stronger than nasty germs.

Anyone have more to add?

I'm blogging now!

2009-09-08T09:48:00.000-07:00

Yeah, that wasn't obvious at all... Don't really have anything to say, I'm too busy reading Voyager, of the Outlander series. Third book and I'm soon finished... Seems a bit of a waste to sail halfway around the globe, for a seasick man nonetheless, to hunt down a single lad. Well, some other things got in the way too, but otherwise they could sought refurgee in France or something. Yeah, I find that part of the plot a trifle thin, but I'll just roll with it. (Sorry if I spoiled anything for anyone.)

And the day I'll understand men, the sun will surely be setting in the east.

Um... That's all then.

No, it's not! The original title of this should be Bare-arsed in the bog but stupid as I am, I forgot!

Anyway, we're having a project at school now, which includes a trip out on the boggy bog. Fine, wellington boots are a must and E took it all the way and showed up in waders. It might seem as a bit of an overkill, but it was the only thing she had, and good riddance that was too!

She stepped directly into a suckish hole, which, logically enough, suck her down 'til she had water up to her knee and well over I think. Thanks to the glorious, green waders she stayed dry, but it was a bit of work to haul her up again. As the hole generated a nice vacuum, the boot stayed put while her leg made some progress upwards.

As it was, the waders were firmly tied to her jeans. Which didn't follow her leg and my pulling any more than the boot and it was a near thing not the entire class got a nice view of her pale, bare arse in the middle of searching for plants. (Sorry, but there's a scarce supply of white women with tanned arses, the truth!)

We did get her out of there in the end though, properly clothed and dry, and another nice story to tell. :D

2009-09-05T15:12:00.000-07:00

I haven't been drinking, but it fucking feels like it. Watched 300, Dracula 2001 and RocknRolla today, and I'm still not tired of Gerard Butler. Pure sex all the way. I'm not gonna lie, the way he talks in Dracula got me turned on like hell!

Gonna squeeze in some reading before I turn in and leave the blogging for tomorrow... The popcorn party was fun, but I'm a bit bruised, turned out popcorn makes floor slippery and high heels isn't the best match if you're trying to keep on your feet.

SHITTING, FUCKING, BLOODY HELL!

2009-09-04T03:21:00.000-07:00

Yeah, someone came with that exclaimation today, in a rather Irish accent. And it wasn't me.

Reminds me, we had a kind of "listen and place the people" thing in English today. I took three of them just on the name. As long as we're driving on stereotypes, Hamish McDonald would be Scottish, Seamus Sweeney would be Irish and the chick with an Indy-sounding name would be from India. Frankly, in real life they could have been from the States or any other place, but I figured they took it the safe way. Plus, I got a rather hysterical laughter-fit over the Scottish accent, it was just... Well, I've been reading more Outlander books, have started on the third now, so I'm getting more and more fond of Scotland by the minute. Fonder, is that a word?

Think I surprised the teacher a bit by knowing what haggis is. Well, that's thanks to Jamie and that lot. But I seemed unable to say "sheep", it kept coming out as "cheap". Reminds me of when I said I would go "Christmas chopping". Well, the teacher pronounced "come" as "cum", so what do I have to say? He's from Wales, do that help? I think I was the only one who noticed too. Honestly, cum?

My hand also decided that instead of scribbling "long live guesswork" next to a grammar activity I failed at, it wrote "long live Scotland." Uh-hum...

No red baloons now, but this is the 200th post. Shitting, fucking, bloody hell! I've written a lot of hilarity, I've been told. More to come, I hope.

Popcorn party tonight. Basically foam party, but with popcorn! :D

Reminds us of someone?

2009-08-31T09:41:00.000-07:00

A certain English teacher? Gooone... UsUUUally...

Sex quotes

2009-08-30T05:01:00.000-07:00

Because, honestly, the last few days I had a lot of cock-in-mouth moments (like foot-in-mouth, only sex-related).

Me: I have my period.

H: Well, that we needed to know.

Me: Eh, I share my sex life on the net, so -

H: Oh, so you -

Me: Yeah, I do have a sex life! *Everyone else is silent* Yeah, er... Start talking again now.

Pretty embarrasing, but could've been worse.

Me: *Looking in a magazine* Oh, he was good-looking. But then again, everything...

MM: Everything with two legs and a male organ...

Me: Yup, I call everything with two legs and a dick good-looking, and can people stop BEING SO DAMN QUIET!

Again everyone had heard what I've said... At least I managed not to shout out "I hope my period is over soon, cuz I'm goddamn horney!" I whispered it instead...

Honestly, I'm not too picky about the legs either, heartbeat and dick and I'm satisfied. Man, I'm getting desperate! Which is not a good thing. Just have to enjoy Jamie in the meantime.

R: Get me another cup of tea.

E: I'm not a butler!

Me: If you had been, I'd shag you. (Meaning Gerard Butler)

E: If I had been, I'd shag myself!

How that would happen, we didn't exactly know, but wanking in front of a big mirror was suggested, which I have to admit is a weird, but good sex fantasy.

A very disturbing afternoon

2009-08-28T09:05:00.001-07:00

I went to bed to relax and fell asleep, which is rather normal, I think. What I dreamt was a bit peculiar, though.
First it was as close to normal as it gets, rats or something, so I woke up again, finding that at least one of my uncles were visiting, one of them who never drops by. I went out, through the office to the back, to them to find a girl I've known for about my whole life but never gotten close to and her father also had dropped by. We somehow ended up in the barn to find a lot of bikes, some of them not even having wheels and she commented one of them had a really bad seat, a banana seat as I'm pretty sure it's called.
Then my mother found an old scale (you know the kind that went out of fashion in the 50s) and weighed herself to check if it was still working, which she concluded it wasn't. I almost said something about it was a nice excuse to deny she had got fatter, but didn't. I tried fixing it, without really knowing what the problem was and cut my finger on one of the springs. To keep infections out I pressed it so it would bleed more, but about all that came out was water. After forcing a couple of drops out I was satisfied. And woke up again! [we don't have an exit in the office and not that big of a barn.]
Now I had managed to sleep-walk somewhere and didn't recognise the people around me. They were about my age and mostly guys and it smelled like dinner was around the corner. I took a peek out the window and concluded I know that road, I know that grey box that is a house, because that's where I'm supposed to be!
Stuttering I try to tell one of the guys, the one I guess lives there, my problem and he fills me in on what have happened. I take a seat at the arm of the couch, next to a blonde fellow trying sit a black-haired one to death. I'm invited to join and slips down with a comment about "We're gonna squish him completely" about the black-haired dude. He escapes somehow and me and Blondie are left to stare at each other until he inclines us both down and kiss me. Badly! Barely any lip movement and he literary pushed his spit over in my mouth.
I excuse myself to go to the kitchen and meet the mother, who is indeed cooking some chili or something. I ask if someone have a cigarette I could steal ("bomme") and she says it's just to help myself from the pack on the floor. Not asking why she have her smoke on the floor I kneel down and opens it, finding just butts save for one. Now the mother and (what I again guess to be) aunt and younger sister fiddels around with the dishwasher. I look up to hear baby-noises coming from the door of the open dishwasher. Almost screaming because they are just trying to soothe the baby instead of getting it out, I feel my vision blurring and wake up. [I have no idea who lived up at the farm and doubt they are my age. Plus, the baby-sounds would be related to the kid on the bus today. I also had to save a half-smoked fag because class started before I could finish it today.]
Now I know I'm awake, my head is heavy and I feel quite different. Not that you need to know at all, but if I'm going to tell this, I'm including everything; I stared touching myself. After a short while of that I looked up some anime-vids on youtube, even if I've never been into anime. It wasn't long before I got sick of them always ending with the same clip and slipped down some sort of water-slide, where a fire chased me to the first turn. The board I'm lying on goes pretty fast and I see a big-screen TV which was advertising for Ouran High School. Wanting to know when it was on TV, I hold out my hands to the edges of the slide to stop and the board keeps going while I watch the add, which I reacts on how strangely they pronounce "Ouran". Soon I keep slidling, whithout catching when the show went, and the slide runs dry.
I reach the end and stumbles out, falling flat on my face and wonders how many thinks I'm drunk, something I'm not! I look around and concludes I'm in an indoors petting zoo. After a kid runs off with one of my high-heeled, yellow shoes I wander around the small room and look at the animals. I meet a small boy (who actually looked a lot like one of my classmates. Well, he looks like he's twelve anyway,) and asked if he had taken my shoe. He hadn't, but he did have food for the animals, who had been let out of their cages and now roamed around. I saw black terriers and ferrets (brown, not white ) and some small rat-like things.
Then, a big bird looking like a cross between an ostrich and a pelican came up to me and wanted to have some of the food. It was at least as tall as me and had a beak longer than my arm. A bit scared of these giant bird I back up against the wall and mutters darkly, but loud enough for any of the people working there should hear me. The bird nuzzles it's beak to my hand and I figure he just want companionship and starts petting it. Out of nowhere it sticks the tip of it's beak into my mind and I was rather loud in my reactions. A couple of moments later it stick the beak far into my mind, making me retch several times. "Oh, there's the chocolate milk," is my first reaction when seeing the brown water I gag up, then I get my eyes properly open and dried. Then I see I have vomited on my other shoe, which I managed to step out of somewhere along the way. Again I wake up. [We had about birds in science today, but I had a Common Kestrel, not a pelican!]
A flash tells me my step-father just took a picture of me with his phone. Yup, now I'm really awake, no doubt about it.
Sorry for any typos, I have after all just woken.

And they finally managed to send A Dragonfly in Amber, so I'll be reading this weekend, yay!

Can you handle the sexy?

2009-08-26T08:11:00.001-07:00

I mean... *drool* Not sure what's going on, except I'm imaginating pokey nipples in absence of any. I've always liked her as an actor and her together with Gerard, who is simply one of the hottest men out there, well... It's doomed to be sexy!

Now, Jennifer, just turn around and kneel down... *Whistles innocently*

Outlander meme

2009-08-23T05:36:00.000-07:00

(Really just HP meme with other characters!)

00.) Randomly list twelve of your favorite Outlander characters:

01.) Jamie Fraser
02.) Murtagh
03.) Claire
04.) Colum MacKenzie
05.) Dougal MacKenzie
06.) Frank
07.) Jack Randall
08.) Jenny
09.) Rupert
10.) Geillis Duncan
11.) Auld Alec
12.) Hamish MacKenzie

01.) Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fanfic before?
Frank/Alec. Doubt it exists, too weird.

02.) Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
Colum. Maybe not hot, but definitively enjoyable.

03.) What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
Hamish got Jenny knocked up. Heads would roll, literary! Imagine how Jamie would react! Not to mention her husband, the poor lad would have a wooden leg down his throat!

04.) Do you recall any fics about Nine? Can you recommend any?
Rupert. Haven't dared myself into the word of fanfics yet in fear of being spoiled.

05.) Would Two and Six make a good couple?

Murtagh and Frank. You're kidding me?

06.) Five/Nine or Five/Ten?
Dougal/Rupert or Dougal/Geillis. Don't think I have to answer that one, the latter of course! I don't fancy thinking about Rupert with anyone.

07.) What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?
Jack walking in on Murtagh and Hamish having sex. He would probably join them.

08.) Make up a summary for a Three/Ten fanfic.
Claire/Geillis. Er... A lost moment while doing something with herbs?

09.) Is there any such thing as a One/Eight fluff fanfic?
Jamie/Jenny. Hm... Not sure if I'm grossed out or turned on, which should be wrong. It's probably out there somewhere...

10.) Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve Hurt/Comfort fic.
Jack/Hamish. Just no.

11.) What kind of plot would you use if you wanted Four to de-flower One?
Colum de-flowering Jamie... Er... Too weird for me and not possible, since, well, you know... Technical problems.

12.) Does anyone on your friends list read Seven slash?
Jack. That's a stupid question, since it is in canon.

13.) Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?
Claire. Duh!

14.) Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?
Alec. No, I don't think I've ever seen a single picture of him.

14.) Would anyone you know write Two/Four/Five?
Murtagh/Dougal/Colum. My brain just exploded a little.

15.) What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion?
Geillis. Have no frickin' idea.

16.) If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose?
Jenny. “Deliver me” by Sarah Brightman, maybe.

17.) If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be?
Jamie/Dougal/Hamish. Warning: Incest, slash, too good to be true.

18.) What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two?
Geillis to use on Murtagh? No thanks.

19.) When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
Dougal. Haven't dared myself to yet, I told you!

20.) What is Six's super-secret kink?
Frank. That he's really not that different from Jack...

21.) Would Eleven shag Nine? Drunk or sober?
Alec shag Rupert? Probably, but drunk.

22.) If Three and Seven got together, who would top?
Claire and Jack. Well, that's not happening!

23.) "One and Nine are in a happy relationship until Nine suddenly runs off with Four. One, broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with Eleven and a brief unhappy affair with Twelve, then follows the wise advice of Five and finds true love with Three." What title would you give this fic? Name three people on your friends list who might read it. Name one person who should write it.

Jamie and Rupert are in a happy relationship until Rupert suddenly runs off with Colum. Jamie, broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with Alec and a brief unhappy affair with Hamish, then follows the wise advice of Dougal and finds true love with Claire.

About the only thing that's sane is the ending!

24.) How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon?

Jack/Jenny. Pretty pissed off, but not as much as her brother! Oh, I loved that scene when Jamie and Jenny had the fight, except I wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up so she could explain.

--

Right? XD

Need I say more?

PRICELESS!

2009-08-21T15:58:00.000-07:00

Actually not a stupid question. Found at HolyKiddingMe.com.

Recap of yesterday:

2009-08-20T02:38:00.000-07:00

*Seeing a dude at the gas station*

Me: Okay, I've watched too many photos of a certain person.

E: No, that guy did look like Gerard Butler.

Me: Okay, it's not just me being crazy!

But that dude did look like a shaved Gerard Butler. Not that that's great, he's one of the few people who can pull off the half-beard and actually look good. We also got talking about how he is with an American accent and "Gerard Butler without Scottish accent is like pizza without cheese!"

We also got asked if we were sisters or something, because we seemed so close and stuff. Yay.

EFF! You-see-kay! I know of one person who stops by here regularly, who the heck are the rest of you? Would hurt if you left a comment, cuz now I got curious as hell! :D

Some jokes:

2009-08-18T09:45:00.000-07:00

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman all went to The pub together. The Englishman spent £30, The Irishman spent £50 and The Scotsman spent a very pleasant evening indeed.

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman applied for a job as chauffeur to a rich lady.
'I'm such a good driver,' said The Englishman, 'I can go within six inches of a cliff edge without driving over.'
'I can go within an inch of The edge of a cliff without driving over,' said The Scotsman.
'And how close to The cliff edge can you drive?' The lady asked The Irishman.
'I keep as far away from cliffs with The car as I possibly can,' said The Irishman.
I'm with the Irishman!

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman were captured by cannibals and told that If they could not escape, each of them would be skinned and eaten and their skin turned into a canoe. Each was allowed one weapon to help him escape. The Englishman chose a gun but he soon ran out of bullets and was captured. He was skinned, eaten and his skin turned into a canoe. The Scotsman chose a knife but he was soon overpowered by The cannibals. He was skinned, eaten and his skin turned into a canoe. The Irishman asked for a fork.
'A fork?' they said. 'You won't get very far with that.' The Irishman grabbed The fork, pricked himself all over with it and said, 'now try turning my skin into a canoe!'

The Englishman had a big dog and The Irishman and The Scotsman asked him what breed it was.
'It's a cross between a Scotsman, an Irishman and an ape,' said The Englishman. ' In that case,' said The Irishman, 'it's related to all three of us.'

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman were forced by a wicked witch to jump over a cliff but their fairy godmother obtained for them a concession that whatever word they spoke before they jumped they would land in.
'Feathers,' said The Englishman, and he landed on a nice soft bed of feathers.
'Cushions,' said The Scotsman, and he landed on a nice big soft cushion.
The Irishman ran up to The edge of The cliff, tripped, and, as he fell over he said, 'Oh shit!'

The Englishman, The Irishman, The Scotsman and The Welshman were in a pub together drinking beer when a fly fell into each of The four glasses. The Englishman threw his beer away. The Irishman picked out The fly and drank The beer. The Welshman threw away his beer but ate The fly. The Scotsman drank his beer but sold his fly to The Welshman.

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman were invited to a fancy dress ball. They went as Alias, Smith and Jones.

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman were passengers on board The cross channel ferry when The Englishman fell into The sea.
The Scotsman shouted, 'man overboard, throw in a buoy', so The Irishman grabbed a little lad of eight and threw him overboard.
The Scotsman shouted, 'Not that sort of boy. I meant a cork buoy.'
'How The hell am I supposed to know what part of Ireland he comes from?' said The Irishman.

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman were captured by The Devil and would be sent to Hell if they could not give him an impossible task to do. Touch The moon,' said The Englishman. The Devil did and The Englishman was sent to Hell. '
'Darken The sun,' said The Scotsman. The Devil did and The Scotsman was sent to Hell.
The Irishman thought for a moment, cleared his throat and spat on The ground. 'Swim in that,' he said to The Devil.

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman were taking part in a survey about tea-drinking habits.
'I always stir my tea with my left hand,' said The Englishman.
'I always stir my tea with my right hand,' said The Scotsman.
'How about you?' The Irishman was asked.
'Oh me?' said The Irishman, 'I always use a spoon.'

A rich American challenged An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman to drink ten pints of Guinness in ten minutes.
The Englishman tried but could manage only five pints.
The Scotsman did a bit better - he drank seven pints in ten minutes.
The Irishman downed The ten pints in nine minutes and as The American handed over The prize money he remarked. 'I didn't think you could do it.'
'I knew I could,' said The Irishman, 'because I did The same thing in The pub next door a few minutes ago.'

An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman bought a bottle of good whiskey and marked The bottle into three clear portions - The one on The top for The Englishman, The one in The middle for The Scotsman and The one on The bottom for The Irishman. They decided to go to bed and drink The whiskey The next day.
However, when they got up The next morning, The Englishman and The Scotsman were dismayed to find that The whiskey was all gone. So they woke The Irishman from his drunken slumbers and asked him to explain.
'I felt like a drink during The night,' said The Irishman, 'so I got up and opened The bottle of whiskey, but I had to drink through your two portions to get to my own.'

The Englishman, The Irishman, The Scotsman, and The Welshman (making a guest appearance in this joke) were all flying together in an airliner. The captain announced that they were losing altitude rapidly and that one of them would have to jump out to save The others.
'I do this for The glory of Scotland,' said The Scotsman and he jumped out.
'We need to lose more weight,' said The captain, so The Welshman shouted ,'I do this for The glory of Wales', and jumped out.
'Sorry,' said The captain, 'I'm afraid we need to lose The weight of just one more person.'
'I do this for The glory of Ireland,' said The Irishman and threw out The Englishman.

These were The last words of our three heroes.
The Englishman: Thank God I die in England.
The Scotsman: Thank God I don't die in England.
The Irishman: How can they make any profit on this stuff at £2 a bottle?

'Wasn't it tragic about my brother Michael,' moaned Kelly. 'Women and whiskey killed him.'
'Is that so?' sympathised OToole.
'Yes, he couldn't get either so he hung himself!'

A man walked into a Melbourne bar and ordered a pint of the dark liquid.
'Excuse me,' said the only other drinker. 'Is that an Irish accent I detect?'
'It is, sir. Dublin to be exact.'
'Bless my soul,' said the first. 'I'm a Dublin man meself. Ballymun to be precise.'
'Bedad, aren't I from Ballymun meself - Carberry Street in actual fact,' remarked the second.
'Carberry Street is where I was born and raised meself, and St Joseph's was me parish church, Father Dunne the parish priest.'
'Didn't I go to nine o'clock mass every Sunday at St Joseph's. What an amazingly small world. Did you go to St Joseph's School?'
'I did. I was in Miss Slattery's class.'
'God in heaven. So was I.'
Just then the phone rang and the Aussie barman said, 'Not too busy at the moment. In fact there's just the Murphy twins here.'

So that'll be a thanks to IrishJokes.co.uk for the laughs!

Hung over...

2009-08-16T08:43:00.000-07:00

Well, a bit, at least. Had a party last night and six of the guests slept over, so now the guestroom reeks of Hugo Boss. You see, the guy that slept here last night with his girlfriend (no, they didn't shag) use a lot of it. All in all it was a lot of fun with music and pizza and other stuff.

Was also fun today, us four girls talked of girly things and the two lads tried not listening, I think. Later, when just two of us were left we googled Gerard Butthair - sorry, Butler and went through all fifty or so pages of pictures and drooled. By the way, I knew he is Scottish, it's completely clear for me, but I managed to get it into my head that he was Irish after watching PS I love you. Anyway he's sex on a stick. :D

So now I'll just try staying conscious for a while longer so I can go properly to bed and get some sweet, sweet sleep (try saying that fast three times in a row!) and enjoy myself then.

KILTS!

2009-08-14T14:09:00.001-07:00

(Yeah, I'm breaking my own rule here, two posts in one day, but I have to share this!)

Just look at some of these! *Drool*

Well, maybe not these two fellows. Dude, we can see your balls! That's kinda something you should know, when you're wearing a ski- kilt and nothing under! Is that a Carlsberg?

Mel Gibson. In a kilt. 'Nough said.

No idea who this lad is, but dang! Not bad!

*Brain implode!*

Yeah, I think we shall now!

Having a party tomorrow and I think one of the boys will find himself in my plaid skirt before the night is over. X3

Next fall we're going to Ireland and/or Scotland and get desperately hammered on whiskey and bed as many hot men as possible. Hey, it's not a sin to enjoy sex! (Or maybe it is, but not in my word!)

A Thing Called Love seems to be my new favorite song for the moment, have it on repeat now.

Just one last one:

I know Bono!

2009-08-14T08:29:00.000-07:00

No, I don't, but I do know someone who looks damn like him with sunglasses! She (yup, a girl) took on a pair of brown sunglasses she had bought recently and my first response was "you look like Bono."

It was actually a compliment, as far as comparing a sixteen year old girl with a middle-aged man goes. With her dark hair pulled back and such it was... Too bad I didn't get a picture of it.

Listening to Johnny Cash and the start of A Thing Called Love reminds me of Jamie. Yes, everything does now, but if you take a look at the lyrics:

Six foot six stood on the ground, weighted 235 pounds

But I saw that giant of a man brought down to his knees by love

It's pretty much Jamie in a cracked nutshell. By the way, when he had the fight with his sister Jenny I just wanted to jump into the book and tell him to shut the fuck up for two minutes and hear her out. But we love them for the temper!

--

Blast from the past

Scotland!

2009-08-13T12:50:00.000-07:00

Yup, I've fallen helplessly in love with Scotland! Not that I haven't always had a thing for kilts, but after reading Outlander by Diana Gabaldon... Yay! I mean, time-travelling, mid-1700, drama and action, sex, kilts! Yummy!

Basically I guess you can call it housewife porn, but it's bloody brilliant! When it comes to Jamie (James Alexander Malcolm Fraser is his full name, btw), well, how can he not be the wet dream of a thousand woman? Tall, red-headed, blue-eyed, muscles like a bull, stubborn as an ass, magnet for trouble... Well, I'm a bit taken by him, which is of course the idea.

Claire, the heroine, isn't much worse, works/worked as a nurse (hey, that rhymed!) and on several occations stitches Jamie-boy up, not seldom when his injuries are caused by her escape-attempts. It was at least not hard to see she fell in love with him. I can't find tbe quote exactly now, but when she finally amitted, though in a casual manner, loving him, I was verra happy. (Reading Scottish accent for four days almost straight sticks in your bones, ye ken.)

So now I've ordered the five other books in the series and just have to wait. Probably be a month before they gets here... *grumble*

Oh, on another topic, my trip to London next summer have been moved a bit further north, by invitation by Weasley-Detectives! Then we'll go hunting fine Scottish men and drink fine Scottish whisky, by the looks of it. :D

Just came to think of, Jamie and Claire of course had to consumate their marrige (yeah, they got married out of... Political reasons? Anyway, originally not out of love) which was a pretty nice scene, although long. Well, what I was really going to say, got ridiculusly side-tracked and here I go again so: The first time she orgasmed when sleeping with him he thought he had been hurting her. Ha, shows how enlightened three-and-twenty year old male virgins were in the eighteenth century! XD

The 69 kiss

2009-08-10T12:25:00.000-07:00

Just discovered a new kiss and named it!

I was doing my friend's hair (she sat on the floor in front of me) and she decided she wanted to kiss me on the forehead and tilted her head back before pulling me down. Guess what happened!

My lips landed on her forehead while her landed on mine, thus the name: 69 kiss! Pretty ingenius, if you ask me.

Some parts of a body should remain un-shaved!

2009-08-09T08:47:00.000-07:00

Namely between the toes. Big toes.

I was in the shower just now, something I really needed to do, and gazed down at this tuft between my legs. Yes, I should definitively trim it a bit. After a minute I figured "what the hell, I'll take it all, then I've tried that too."

Turns out a mirror makes it a whole lot easier, so I had to take a trip to my room, stark naked, dripping wet and with shaving gel between my legs (I swear that wasn't supposed to sound that suggestive!) to get one. So then I could get started for real, with a fresh razor and everything.

Then I discovered two things: 1) my hand's not that steady, and 2) sharp object should be kept away from your tender parts.

So, after a lot of work, some blood and frustration I have now the six year old look. Can't say I'm too pleased with it, feels like a "Yeah, let's try!... Oh,shit"-moment. But I tried!

Haven't dared myself to put on any clothes there after I clashed on a good deal of salve, so I fashioned a very nice-looking skirt of a towel. A 101 dalmations-towel, mind, fits very well with pink socks and grey sweater.

If nothing all it have convinced me never to try Brazilian waxing. *winces*

Quotes

2009-08-06T05:34:00.000-07:00

*Watching Hairspray*

Edna (AKA John Travolta): I know a little something 'bout men.

Me and E coruses: Yes, cuz you are one!

We act like sisters, no, twins, even though we aren't remotely related in any way. Plus, she enjoys pulling at her earrings sometimes and joked she would pull off her entire ear one of these days, whereas I had to ask if she would attend my funeral. When that funeral is depends on when she loses her ear.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Me: (something I can't remember)... Waps.

E: Waps?

Me: Yeah, waps.

E: Wasp, you mean.

Me: Yeah, I just said that...

2009-08-03T11:51:00.000-07:00

Managed to put off the alarm. Bloody hell, got me worried I'd be joining Fred Weasley there for a moment... That thing is loud! Still sweating and my heart's making a run for it out of my chest.The peculiar phrasing is thanks to reading Twin Vice (fanfiction) where Fred is a ghost, so in other words, I almost got scared to death.

How I managed to put if off may be a little stupid, though, I was going to let the cat in and chanced on the alarm being off and just opened the door. First nothing happened, then after thirty seconds the most ungodly howling begins! I clamped my hands over my ears before getting what was going on and got it turned off, seeing two cats at least as frightened as me. Yup, both cats were already in, it had been no need for me to open the bloody door, let alone not make sure the alarm was off. Well, that's a mistake I won't make again...

Coffee and smoke!

2009-08-02T14:33:00.000-07:00

I don't do good on coffee, so this will probably make no sense what-so-ever!

Was out of smoke from Friday night to today afternoon (Sunday in other words), did Darren/Harry's pose from the beginning of AVPM, yelled at my cat for being late and not grooming himself and my phone doesn't work. Yay for my life!

When I first got that smoke today, however, it was better than sex! Better and more satisfying than raw, wild, sweaty sex! ... *shifty eyes*

Also have no appetite or memory, I think I've eaten a wok, a pizza and a slice of bread the last two or three days. Reminds me, I should put the bread in the freezer, which in turn reminds me of this:

And his name is Mr. Safety... Irony, anyone? (Well, he's not actually named that, it's Cory Willams, I believe.)

Random randomness

2009-08-01T05:49:00.001-07:00

I woke today with three names in my head: I know one of them was Joey Ritcher (not that strange, since I used last night on stalking him on the net) and I think the two others were Charlie Weasley and Voldemort. Random, I know... Or really not, it's all about HP (who should take his own advise now XD) and you know I'm a hopeless fangirl.

Two discoveries:

2009-07-30T16:22:00.001-07:00

- Wet gelatine looks like used condoms.

- I have a masculine brain. Not that surprising.

Review of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

2009-07-29T13:55:00.001-07:00

So, I watched it today and have to rant a little.

I liked the opening, before the first scene, with Bellatrix shouts/moans "I killed Sirius Black!" Don't know why, it just sort of spoke to me. Then it went a bit downhill, in the cafeteria with that girl. I can see Dan wanting to pick up a girl, but not Harry and they have ruined the characters in the movies if you ask me. Not only Harry, everyone actually. Then Dumbledore just leaves Harry in the swamp outside the Burrow, which I find sad, I wanted them to have a talk in the broomshed!

When it comes to the Burrow in general I'm fairly pleased, loved the scene where everyone's peeking out from various places on the stairs, even if they have changed the entire house from earlier movies. Julia Walters does a great job as Molly, Rupert is hilarious as Ron and Bonnie pulls through as Ginnny. However, Emma Watson got about as much resemblance to Hermione Granger as a fork got to a fan! She's bothering me a lot, but her acting have improved greatly, especially from GOF where she was just annoying.

The Apparation-scenes with the Death Eaters plays out nicely on the screen as a bit of action, but what is up with that black smoke? When Dumbledore Apparates you just see him disappear, or see them get squished, which is great. When the twins Apparated in OotP they also just was there, then they wasn't. (or the other way around.) Why do the Death Eaters have all these special effects?

Tom Felton plays Draco good, even though he's just a minor character in the movie. When he rambled on about Hogwarts going to the dogs I wanted him to say he was transferring to Pigfarts so much and broke out in laughter, making the guy next to me give me a strange look.

Rupert is also very good, even though he have limited screentime. Lavender makes me crack up, which is just the intention. The "fault" about these two in the movie are that they bring out too much concerning Ron and Hermione, the movie fails greatly on subtility. I kinda wanted it to be like "eh, maybe she likes him, maybe he likes her, but maybe not, we'll have to see, but I think they like each other." (Well, that was a stupid phrasing.)

Slughorn: when I first saw pictures of Broadbent playing him, I said there was no way that could work for me, and it didn't. Broadbent strikes me more as a Quirrel-type of guy, not loud and jovial Slughorn.

Bellatrix was just as insane as she should be, but Nacissa disappointed me. She's supposed to be Lucius' wife, not his senile aunt, right? And the lowlights looks plain out stupid.

Both little Tom Riddle and young Tom Riddle were played perfectly, they made my skin crawl in a wonderful way!

Tonks and Lupin were hardly there, so not much to say except I want more. Why did Luna have to be the one to find Harry on the train? It worked out okay, I guess, but I was looking forward to a bit of Tonks. Mr. Weasley looke braindamaged when he sat in the chair and listened to Remus, right? But, the one line Remus had was more or less directly from the book, even if the scene was cut down to a minimum.

All in all they have focused too much on the romance if you ask me, the climax of the movie seemed to be when Ginny and Harry kissed, which is strange on so many levels I can't even put it into words. What happened to the kiss in the common room after the Quidditch-victory? Oh, right, they cut out all Quidditch that hadn't got anything to do with Hermione wanting to snog Ron...

The death of Dumbledore was at least as anti-climatic as possible! He fell, then everyone lighted their wands, even Madam Pomfrey was there, but no one who should be there according ot the book! And I didn't see the point in bringing in Death Eaters if Draco was supposed to kill Dumbledore, Snape already was there and there was no frickin' fight! I want a fight! I want Bill's face slashed open! I want Remus and Tonks to have a quarrel! I want McGonagall to freak out over that it was Snape who killed their headmaster! I want Fawkes to sing! I want Dumbledore's funeral! AAAH!

The scene after was even worse, if you ask me, Rupert had apparently gone mute.

And why it was called "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince" was explained in a single, off-hand comment by Snape and gave the title zero meaning. Hello? Not like that's important, no, just would explain why Snape haven't given Harry to Voldemort yet. But Rickman preforms great as always, at least.

But all in all I enjoyed watching it, even if it was just a bad summary of the book.

The guy who should play Bill

2009-07-26T15:03:00.000-07:00

Yeah, I'm still obsessing.

Anyway, Damian Lewis! Redhead, british, pure sex on legs. Maybe a bit too old, but they have added the scars on Gleeson and in my opinion... scars, a few wrinkles, could be mistaken. He's only 38 anyway, it's possible to make-up away ten years (we said that, suddenly). Grint's twenty years now and supposed to play eighteen (in DH), so it's not that big of a deal. For Merlin's sake, I've seen an actor play the same character over a course of twenty years in the same movie and they still made it believable!

Back on track, watched the Poirot-episode with Lewis earlier and though he looked so familiar, but that's probably because he reminded me of Kevin McKidd.

Other than that, going to watch HBP tomorrow, so be prepared for a full review/bashing. I'll try being fair, but my opinion is biased, get used to it. Have heard they have slaughtered everything to do with the Weasleys and Grint is just a background-distraction while Watson have improved into an actress and not just a shrill voice and bouncy eyebrows. We'll see how it goes, but I can't see I recognise the characters in the movies as the ones in the book any more, it went way out of hand after the third.

So, ciao for now.

I am the queen of strange dreams

2009-07-24T05:55:00.000-07:00

First I dreamt I was at the store, (which looked very little like the store that is where we were) with Hermione, who looked like a cross between Emma Watson and Bonnie Gruesen, and discussed wether or not Ron was hers or if he had proposed or something. Ron popped up after a while too, but he just looked like Ron, tall and thin. Then I woke up and fell asleep again, without that being important.

Before I woke the last time I dreamt I was combing through a guy's long hair and the top-layer was kinda straw-coloured, but underneath that typical clearly dyed red-purple, like there was a while since it had been done. So I had to take his hair out of his ponytail and rearrange it so the red-purple was visible, while thinking I had to draw in the scars afterwards. Cuz it was of course Bill Weasley, you didn't think anything else?

Well, I think it's clear that I shouldn't sit up all night watching AVPM and discussing if the ending of HBP (which I haven't seen yet) sucked because there was no attack on Bill. Illogically enough he's going to have scars in DH, but none mentioning of where or why he got them.

Have also heard all of Ron's lines and character have been sacrified to make a decent actress of Emma for the Hermione-Sue she's portraiting. But also that the Quidditch rock! :D

Long time, no see

2009-07-22T10:47:00.001-07:00

Haven't happened much around here, but now I think I have some quotes and other randomness to share.

Me: *insert what I can't remember telling my step-father her*

He didn't hear it all.

E: She said *insert that same thing here*, I didn't say it. Except now I said it...

Yep, one of her cute spots again. And not only that, I concluded she was wife, child, sister and friend in one... Which would make me the husband, mother, sister and friend. First one is a little... Sorry, I don't have dick or balls. XD

Just look past the horrible outfit for a moment:

Where did her boobs go? They were hanging there a year ago! (or something like that.)

And it was after that drawing I discovered I could draw bodies. Naked bodies. Porn! X3 Yeah, pretty big cock, after her request, I figured with all the muscles he was compensating for something, but she pointed out that when we're first gonna have porn we might as well have good porn! And I agree!

And we don't remember what we said two minutes ago, so we aren't able to share it. But we will eat chocolate. Strawberry chocolate!

Got my MacBook back

2009-07-18T10:48:00.000-07:00

After just a week, that's rather a shock. Not that it's much of a comfort, even if my hard-drive was saved the new Safari sucks dragon balls, so I had to go over to Opera, where I can actually use Youtube without everything going everywhere it isn't supposed to be. Other than that everything is fine. :D

And I am a lousy excuse for a Harry Potter-fan. I have not seen Half-Blood Prince yet, even if the premiere (with the Phelps-twins) was a mere 18 miles from here. I'd love to have been there.

I want a time-machine! I don't care if it's á la Jules Verne, a flying Delorean or a Time-Turner, I want to go back, smack myself in the head and nick some tickets to that freakin' premiere!

*sigh*

Random update

2009-07-13T12:04:00.000-07:00

My MacBook crashed, so I can't really update, just have to hog my step-father's ThinkPad every now and again to get by.

Just watched Little White Lie on Youtube, it's good! A mini-series which is something like Hanna Montana meets talent and plot. Recomend watching it, it have great music, good plot, great actors and is fitted together perfectly. Those peeps knows how to handle a camera and add a soundtrack!

Other than that, been pretty dead around here. Had fish and pasta for dinner her one day, which surprisingly was good.

Also discovered I could draw porn. Or, naked torsos at least, but it's much more fun to say porn. :D

Probably won't update in a while, so you have to find other ways to entertain yourself.

Strange dream

2009-07-09T09:40:00.001-07:00

First I was on some sort of school-trip or something to a lake and there was this teacher/army-guy there, who I had sex with. Not complete sure how it happened, but when the sun set and the others were busy grilling or something not far from us he opened his fly and I straddled him.

Suddenly I'm in the middle of the North Pole or something with different people, one of them looking like a cross between the real Draco Malfoy and the one from A Very Potter Musical and we have to take cover in a submarine, but a crazy girl begs us not to do it, because it would be underwater and we could freeze to death.

Then the really strange comes, we found a frozen body, which was me, wearing only a pair of knickers, but I was still me. We concluded I had to be younger, since my tits were smaller and it was supposedly a former version of me, something alike a Ghost of Christmas Past (I don't have a better way of describing it).

Suddenly we are at my Granparents and it's winter and the dead body is at the neighbour-lawn (where I used to live). We tell someone about it and they start digging and exploring and whatnot around it. Then I think I woke up.

On a different note, The Sims 3 was great! Thinking about maybe buying it. As the geek I am, I made a Charlie and when he got angry he looked so cute!

Also planning on buying the book Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, it's a fantasy-thing with time-traveling, Scotland, redheads, kilts, war, romance and mostly takes place in the year 1743, it have to be good! Well, in my opinion it have to be, I'm a sucker for at least five of those things.

Covers and parodies

2009-07-05T16:17:00.000-07:00

That guy is totally awesome! And that's an awful and overused joke, cuz he plays Harry in A Very Potter Musical! Go watch it, it's great, funny and pokes fun of (almost) everything in the Potterverse, a bit of Zac Efron and teenagers in general.

Got off track there a bit, but Darren Criss have a good voice and knows how to rock a guitar!

And it made me think of this:

:D

Back to the covers:

Unbelievable how he can get his voice that high. Look him up at Youtube here if you want to hear more!

And you get some more right here:

Amazing song and he manages to sing it so good! I'm swooning just a little bit.

The Sims 3!

2009-07-05T09:11:00.000-07:00

Can hardly wait to the day after tomorrow, cuz then I'm going to my cousin and she have The Sims 3! Been watching a bit of it on Youtube and it looks amazing. No, wait, make that 'mind-blowing amazing!'

The thing that occurred to me is how much is going on behind that game, how much work they have put into making it. Just watch this and you may get what I'm saying:

And that's just a tiny sneak-peek of what they have been doing! It's amazing how they have made it all work, even if they have the experience from making Sims 1 and 2. It also looks like they had a hell of fun!

When it comes to all they have to customise just when it comes to the clothes, it's amazing. (I seem to be saying that about everything, but it's true!)

Just ignore how horrible the outfit actually looks. For each thing given that colour or that pattern it had to be worked out a unique way of casting shadows and highlights, and how the fabric would flex. Even if that was done with a pre-written algorithm, I'm impressed, especially with the patterns!

Just imagine how many possibilities it gives us! :D

What am I?

2009-07-03T17:25:00.000-07:00

Okay, I'm sitting here, thinking (yes, it do happen...) about Twilight and how incredibly bad Edward masked his vampirism, especially in the movie. When Bella touched his hand and remarked it was cold, he just looked bothered instead of coughing up some comment about how his hands always are cold, that's what I do when people as if I am freezing just because my fingers are turning blue.

Hey, maybe I'm a vampire, since my hands are so cold and my friend almost got shocked when she saw I had got somewhat of a tan. Hey, next time someone says I'm cold I'll just reply "vampires usually are." That'll make my day!

So I'm now proclaimed myself to be the lost Cullen, since my hair also is kinda coppery in colour from time to time and I could pass as Edward's twin. NO! Bella would be my sister-in-law! Hell, I don't want that. Beside, I do tan some and my eyes are grey-green or something, not red or amber.

And I suddenly got freckles this year from the sun, I don't sparkle... Wait a minute! You know what I am? I'm not the long-lost Cullen, I'm the long-lost Weasley! Or maybe Prewett. I'm killing myself here... No, I'm just geeking out as usual.

The cats have been busy today, I think. First they came in with a big rat-like - luckily dead - creature and the youngest started playing possum-ball with it out on the veranda. Well, possum-ball is far from the right term, but it sounds funny!

Then, an hour or so later he came in with the tiniest, cutest little mouse I've seen in years, still alive and peeping. I took it from him and let it out again, but it fitted inside my hand, I could close my fingers around it!

... Just realised nothing interesting have happened. Go read another blog for 'interesting' or find a movie! ,!,,

"The product remained unavailable in the United States until only recently (the U.S. is PepsiCo's native market, and the largest consumer of carbonated soft drinks), where one of its principal ingredients had not yet been approved by the Food and Drug Administration. The ingredient in question—acesulfame potassium—is combined with aspartame to provide the beverage's sweetness, whereas some other diet colas are sweetened by aspartame alone."

-- Wikipedia.

So, the shit I drink at least three liters of a week contains things just recently approved in the U.S? That's slightly frightening...

At the other hand, haven't killed me yet.

2009-07-02T07:52:00.000-07:00

"The fact that Twilight sold millions of copies worldwide just means that people were screwing like bunnies ten years ago and don't know the meaning of 'condoms', 'birth control', and 'morning-after pills'."

Not mine, someone signature on dA, but it's true!

I just found out what the horrid smell in the kitchen is. I've checked the trash, the dishwasher, the empty juice-cartons, everything logical that could start smelling in the heat, with no luck.

Now I saw one of the cats had decided the corner was a nice place for a poop. Purrfect! It's mostly my own fault for locking them in at night, but I thought they would do their business outside before I closed the doors. Argh, just have to clean it up... Blah!

"You're on a broom for a long time, like a few hours at a go," Grint grinned. "You're literally sitting on a broom and it gets a little bit sore down under a bit. It's been fun, but it's quite hard work." -- Harry Potter' Cast Reveal The Secrets Of Quidditch

That's the nice way of saying it literary is a pain in the arse. Oh, Rupert, let me massage your sore balls... Uh, what? I didn't say anything!

2 cents for my thoughts

2009-07-01T14:47:00.000-07:00

Well, those who say MJ's body moved when he was on the stretcher in the chopper, that's just an optical illusion of the light and shadow, he wouldn't make a mistake that big. But he still isn't dead.

The cutest, best, most amazing picture on the web! You have to see it! I fell a little in love with it... I mean, those clear eyes, freckles, all of it!

Smoke!

2009-06-30T13:22:00.000-07:00

Yes, I am addicted! But it's only my third one today and it's over ten o'clock in the night, I pretend I deserve it. You see, I've come up with the idea of putting myself on a smoke-diet, so I'm only allowed to smoke five cigarettes a day. The problem is I actually used up today's smoke last night, sitting up, so I had one too much. I've never been disciplined.

Went with my friend to swim (it's still hot here!) and rented a movie afterwards, the one with Dempsey. Only problem was the DVD was very scratched, which the player didn't handle (it is a couple of years old...) so we gave up and started watching P.S. I love you instead and got halfway through before I had to go to the bus. She called dibs on William, so I got Gerry, yes!

While we're talking about movies, I got Twilight! Yey! Maybe I'll watch it tonight, haven't decided yet, anyway we have to watch it once together.

We're still calling each other honey, it's almost getting scary... If you want to check out her blogg, here's the link! At least look at the header, cuz I helped her make it.

My nights went and fucked themselves. I have to stop sleeping in the days! Yeah, yeah, I'll fix it, promise!

I think my grandmother got a bit of a shock when she came to our summer-house, where me and E was sleeping one night here, and it was an empty bottle of Baileys on the table... I said it was barely anything left and we had shared the last drops and it was a long time since I got it. Long time, let's define that; not even three weeks... I think most of it went the night MJ died.

Sorry to bring him up again, but they are going to show his body at Neverland and I have a solution to "if he's not dead, how do they have a body to show off?" Heard of wax dolls? It's not hard to get one made if you have the money and planned it a couple of months in advance! So there.

Now I have to empty the ashtray and check... A lot of things, even if I knew nothing have happened on the net the last six hours or so. XD

Just found something that's pretty priceless:
That face, whatever other crap it can pull, it sure knows what surprised looks like! Or 'wants to do blow-job', but that's just my pervy meaning. XD

Honey, what the heck are you doing?

2009-06-29T09:49:00.000-07:00

A very much used sentence in the last few days. E and me had lot of fun, including drinking, eating, the net, TV, films, eating, swimming, taking photos and swimming. XD

And we often call each other honey, don't ask why, thereby "honey, what the heck are you doing?" came into use, after the end of the music video for Bowling for Soup's 1985. Talking about soup, I just had a delicious cup of broccoli-soup with added soup. Yummy!

I think my cousin started to wonder if we were dating, but we are not, I promise!

We also discovered that her tits are firmer than mine, not something anyone needed to know. Mine are all saggy and weird, hers are nice.

Made a header, but I think I'll edit it sometimes, I wasn't struck with inspiration at the moment. The view-counter-thing is mostly depressing me, but whatever.

What's the difference between a circus and a strip club?

The circus has a bunch of cunning stunts... XD

Got it? I'll explain anyway: The strip club have a lot of stunning cunts. LOL!

Michael, Michael, Michael Fuck You Jackson

2009-06-25T21:55:00.000-07:00

Just wanted to check out the news. All I can see is that MJ is officially dead. I've had my drink, resulting in a long talk with my mother and step-father, we started with Jackson, then God, dogs at work, work, God, sex, love and enjoying life, sex and love and I think we got stuck there. Weird night, but fun.

Back to Jackson, don't think I don't care about him, he was a great singer and I love his songs, but I'm happy he's dead. He turned into an albino attention-whore in his later years. I have no problem listening to his music and enjoying it for what it is, great songs, but on a personal level I don't care about him.

My favorites are probably Thriller, Billy-Jean and Bad, all which are from the eighties, when he was actually cool. During the nineties he slipped off to something stranger and during this millennium... Oh man, how can one man get into so much stupid shit?

I can honestly say I don't like the things he popped up during the last fifteen-twenty years.

With that being said, I would be surprised if he have faked the whole thing and in two or five or ten years "returns from the dead". It all seems a little suspicious to me, he was about to have a loads of concerts and publicly, the press knew right away, his family was ready to show up and make a show, he is known to make scams about his health.

Anyway, as a summation, I'm sure it's horrible for his family now that he is (supposed to be) dead, but I'm not one of them and will continue to listen to his old songs regardless of that.

And hey, every drink in the house was full the night Michael Jackson died! XD God, I'm the queen of cheesy puns!

"A bomb blast kills at least 69 people and injures more than 150 others in the Sadr City area of Baghdad, Iraq."

Now, why don't we hear any more about this? Last time I checked sixty-nine is sixty-eight more than one, regardless of "King of Pop" or not!

Loads of stuff

2009-06-25T15:03:00.000-07:00

Watching Angela's Ashes for probably the fifth time, because it wasn't anything better on and it is a good movie. Look, I'm typing while watching the movie, can't end well! XD

A week or so ago I understood what the comment there about tits being "great, floppy things with soft things at the end, like dogs' noses." I

was in front of the mirror, topless and I was so warm my nipples did in fact resemble dogs' noses. That's in the category of things you really don't need to know, but do anyway.

And, Devon Murray plays young Malachy there and he's just so cute. Now, in the latest Harry Potter-movies he's still cute, but in a different way.

Went from this:

To this:

And in the end to this:
Not bad, any of them. :D

Turns our part of Half-Blood Prince is filmed in Norway, more precisely the train-scenes. Didn't get any snow in Scotland during the filming, so WB decided to move it to Gudbrandsdalen, wooo! Source.

Just participated in a quiz to win tickets to HPB, doubt I'll win, it's basically random pickings, the questions are just to make people think they have to know something to win.

Rumours about Michael Jackson flies high now, but he isn't confirmed to be dead yet, i.e. his body is still breathing/pumping blood around, by what we know at the time. When he do bite the dust, I'm having a drink! Sounds cold-hearted? To me Jackson have been dead since the eighties, he haven't been cool since Thriller was fresh in the shops and lately have looked... Well, I suspect my father to look better. *Shudder* If it turns out to be a fraud the whole thing, I won't be shocked.

On a completely other, random note, I dreamt it was December 6th (the day my father died) and I didn't notice until the evening. Or it may actually have happened and I just recalled it. Doesn't matter, I can talk (or in this case, write) about it, which means I'm moving on a bit.

And now, some music!

I just fell in love with that song!

Remember when you were young?

2009-06-24T11:09:00.000-07:00

When Britney was the coolest music you could get, Lindsay played the most adorable set of female, redheaded twins and Paris was the capital of France... Things sure have changed!

--

I hate the left side of my brain right now! Can't remember a word I need to write, cuz it's the perfect word, but I can't remember it! That's the kind of things that drives me up the wall. Been reading a brain-book lately, so luckily I know it's the left side of my brain being stupid now. Argh!

Post #163

2009-06-22T13:20:00.000-07:00

Don't really have anything to write about, but you'll get some nits and bits.

- Met a cute guy, two years younger than me, but could easily pass as older. Had more bling in his ears than me. Probably won't see him again, unless I decide to go all stalkerish...

- Slept over a night at our summer-house, but had trouble actually falling asleep as I desperately needed to write something down and didn't have my mac with me. Got up, found pen and paper and discovered my hand-writing isn't as bad as I thought, not that it's good anyway.

- Can't think of anything else, except a small quote:

*Watching Top Model*

TV: ... Spunk and spirit...

E: What did she just say?

Me: Spunk and spirit and I just spat!

Yeah, pretty lame, and I'm not even sure it was spirit or something else, but... Well, I updated!

Nothing's going on around the net it seems like... Silly me want The-Starhorse to update, but that's not going to happen, cuz unlike me she probably have a life... A less suckier one, at least.

Well, my life doesn't suck so much now, it's summer and warm weather, so I'm not really complaining. :D

--

Severus Snape to the Weasley-twins: “That’s what trousers are for. To keep your bum warm while you sit on the floor.”

XD Honestly! Hilarious! Found in the short fic Breakdown.

Night in the theatre

2009-06-19T12:39:00.000-07:00

So, me and my friend went to see a movie, 17 Again. Good and funny movie, I recommend it, especially if you have nothing against staring at Zac Efron's tanned face for one and a half hour.

What time is it?

Time for quotes!

While watching the movie:

E: Yeah, have a party in that geek... Geek-station!

Me: Geek-station, pretty accurate.

And after the film was done and we were walking to the restroom I managed to call him Jack Efron, don't ask me why, I wasn't thinking when I talked, but realised something sounded wrong. XD

Plus, after my friend had told me she had to have five kids to use all the names she have picked out, I came with a little comment: "I already feel sorry for your vagina... Did I just say that out loud?"

I seem to not know my own age, I go for children's ticket on the bus, but buy cigarettes... Yay, I got Marlboro! :D

The Bailey's survived!

2009-06-18T13:23:00.000-07:00

Our night was great, except we had a small fight. Someone had PMS and wouldn't let someone else talk with her ex-boyfriend alone. We made up in the end, so everything's fine again now, but I'm warning you, don't get in her way when she have her period, she snaps totally!

Other than that, we're 'twinning' more and more, people will probably soon start wondering if we do some telepathy-stuff or something.

Example:

F: What's up?

Me and E in complete unison: Nothin'.

It's almost creepy and I keep entertaining myself by checking if we still have our ears. Want an explanation to that?

Bomb, it have to do with Harry Potter! *Loud groan from the readers* Shut up! Anyway, the Weasley-twins have a habit of finishing each others sentences and saying things in unison, and George looses an ear, right? So, in my twisted mind we are like the Weasley-twins, just that we have all our ears and we're both alive. Yeah, yeah, dorky...

And yes, we didn't finish the bottle, we just took a gulp every now and then, straight from the bottle, cuz we were too lazy to get glasses.

Listening to Roxette now, great music, go check it out!

Several times now I've had the urge to say "kiss my Irish arse!" I don't have an Irish arse! I don't even have Irish whiskey. I got Bailey's, but "kiss my Irish cream!" hardly sounds impressive. At any rate I still have an arse. XD

Just another rambling

2009-06-17T04:39:00.000-07:00

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Wii Game.

Looks pretty good, but I don't have Wii... Maybe I have to coax my cousin into buying the game, cuz she have Wii.

I'm just slightly freaked out by how good they have made the characters look like the actors. You can see it's Emma Watson, Tom Felton, Rupert Grint and so on. And thereby not looking a tad like the book-verson, at least Hermione/Emma. Oh well, it's just a game.

And everything is trademarked! That makes me laugh!

I almost get nostalgic of looking at it, cuz it's been so long since I've played a real video game like that.

In my real life, not much going on... Going to visit some folks and my friend is sleeping over, so I doubt that Bailey's gonna last long. XD

I should probably get in the shower any minute now.

Just a quick quote:

*I'm sitting with a bottle of Bailey's in my hand, reading everything on it*

Me: I love you....

E: I love you too.

Me: I was talking to the bottle.

E: Hey, thanks a lot!... Well, I was talking for the bottle.

I know we have problems some times.... XD

I got Bailey's!

2009-06-16T00:55:00.001-07:00

I think I woke up today of myself singing Ordinary Day... Singing before I'm awake, that's typical me...

And the genius me doesn't know the difference of losing my butt and losing my trousers! Little brain of mine thought "and now I'm losing my butt," when I had to pull on my trousers for the millionth time. It's annoying, cuz they fit nicely when I bought them a couple of months ago. Guess I'm slimmer now, which gives me something to complain about. XD

Would be worse if it had become too small, though.

About the drink: long time since we had any, is about time. Maybe try to have a party with more that two? :D

Can't find any better place to put it, so just suck it up and read about my Harry Potter-ramblings:

The band Weird Sisters who played on the Yule Ball in GOF... Age-vise, several of them should still be in school.

Heathcote Barbary (b. 1974): He's safe, he would be a year or two below Charlie and Tonks / one or two above Percy and Wood.
Gideon Crumb (born 1975): Probably in the same year as Percy or one above, so he's also okay. (PS: I love the name Gideon!)
Kirley Duke (born 1971): Another safe one, almost same age as Bill.
Merton Graves (born 1978): Here's where I began to wonder, he is the same age as the twins and should have one and a half year left of school... I'm not saying it's impossible for him to play with the rest of the band, just makes me wonder.
Orsino Thruston (born 1976): Also Percy's year.
Donaghan Tremlett (b. 1972): Charlie's year.
Myron Wagtail (born 1970): Bill's year.
Herman Wintringham (born 1974): He was also out of school.

Okay, I over-reacted a bit, but... God, it would be so fun to write them into some of my geekiness...

Not really in the mood

2009-06-14T15:51:00.001-07:00

Just give you a quick recap of the weekend: me and my friend went to the concert and got in contact with some horny guys. Did a lot of stupid things and made out with just about every one of them. Even though I was constantly pressured to have sex I didn't give in, I didn't trust them that much. She did, with one of them and kinda developed a crush on the guy.

Lots of good music and drink and stuff. Write more when I'm in the mood.

Waiting

2009-06-12T04:28:00.000-07:00

Going to get picked up and go to a music festival this weekend. Something came up so I'm waaaaitiiinggg.... Bored? No, do you really think so?

The rest of the quotes... Well, basically, my friend's mother asked if I could sing, I said no and my friend laughed. Very nice of her to come with a sarcastic laughter to emphasis how bad I sing. Well, it's okay, we're close... A bit too close at times.

The other:

*Talking about plane-crashes or something along those lines*

E: Well, I'd rather not lay floating in the Atlantic now, in the middle of the winter.

Me: Yeah... *Realises it's June* No!

E: Yeah, winter... My definition of winter, the sun isn't shining.

Since we live in Europe and not Argentina or something, June should equal summer. :D

Hopefully this day will turn out a bit more ordinary than yesterday.

Ordinary Day

2009-06-11T00:33:00.000-07:00

Woke up to this today, which was pretty damn good. Laid in the bed, face halfway down in the pillow and sang with it. So then it just remains to wait and see if this day is ordinary.

Did I mention my and me friend spontaneously began singing Tailor Swifts' Our Song here the other day? Our life turn into a frickin' musical sometimes... I'll post the soundtrack one day.

Ordinary day, my arse!

A lot have happened the last ten hours. It all started when I took the three-buss to my friend. At first it was all ordinary, we talked and was on the net and I reminded her about a song I had to show her and she said it was no wonder I found it, since the video was a Charlie Weasley-fan-thing, but it's the only good version on Youtube!

Then at six o'clock we went out to meet a guy, OM, cuz he was going to buy some drink for us for the weekend. Still not far from ordinary. We met one of his friends, S, and the madness began!

OM had great fun tickling my friend, E, which S soon joined in on, but they were both disappointed I wasn't ticklish. At last S found my ticklish spots, right under my arms and my tits. I ended up squirming on top of him.

Heads home for OM and some alarm-bell should have gone off with us girls, but dammit, we were horny! (Well, I was, at any rate...) Tickling continues, several are groped and my boobs are not left alone.

After a while clothes starts coming off and the guys had a little competition of who had come the furthest, whereas at one point I commented, "they're boys, of course it's a competition!"

Me and S 'won' and he found a condom and E is slightly flustered at what we're doing.

Me: Good luck finding that hole, it's easier to find Atlantis!

But turned out we had luck and, well, I had sex with my best friend watching. Strangely that doesn't freak me out...

E: Are you okay?

She asked that while we were frickin' trying to shag! And yes, I was very okay.

At some point I and S moved to couch, the bed was getting too small and we changed to me riding him.

E (calling from the bedroom): Are you okay?

Me *panting*: Yeah...

*Keep going for a while*

E: Sure you're okay?

Me *still panting*: Yes!

S: How's it going with the two of you?

*No answer, just silence. I keep riding.*

E *standing in the doorway*: Hi...

Me *annoyed, stopped and turned to her*: Hi. Go back now.

E: No.

Me: Okay. *Starts riding again.*

E: Now I'm going back!

By a miracle it was quiet from her for a while.

E: You're gonna miss the ten o'clock bus.

Me *stops again.*: Oh?

OM: Yeah, it's four to now. You can make it, but...

Me: Nah... *More interested in shagging.* I'll just call my Mum. *Gets stuck with that image in my head.* Just give me a moment here... *Tries catching my breath before continuing.*

Then we stopped because OM asked what boxers S had, cuz he was trying to find his own and we went back to the bedroom, someone with his dick standing straight up.

Me: Okay, where is my jeans? *Goes through the heap between the bed and wall.* Ah, come on, I need it.

E *with a freaked-out expression.*: Oh my God, I dreamt this! We had sex and then you couldn't find your trousers! It's just like the dream!

Me: Okay...

S rummaged a bit in the heap now on the bed and finds both his t-shirt and my jeans. We got dressed and ready to leave and well...

Me: I have the feeling I've forgot something. *Feels to check I have my bra, top, knickers, jeans, phone, etc.* Hmm...

E: Only your virginity.

Me *dryly*: Ha-ha.

Then we went home and I have a couple of more quotes, but I'm too tired to post them right now, I'm worn out after this extraordinary day... Riding is hard work, dammit!

Oh, no, wait, E called one of my jeans buttbling cuz it have these gems on the back-pockets.

Nighty.

Just cuz I really should be getting to bed:
BRITISH
[x] You drink a lot of tea
[ ] You know what a brolly is
[] Deal or No Deal has taken over your life
[ ] You wanted Ben to win Factor
[x] You use the word "bugger"or the phrase "bloody hell"
[ ] Fish and Chips are yummy.
[ ] You can eat a Full English Breakfast
[x] You dislike EMOS! almost as much as you dislike chavs
[x] It's football...not soccer

Total = 4

AUSTRALIAN
[] You wear flip flops all year
[] You love a backyard barbie
[x] You know a barbie is not just a doll
[x] You love the beach
[x] Sometimes you swear without realizing
[ ] You're a sports fanatic
[ ] You are tanned
[] You're a bit of a bogan
[] You have an australian accent

Total =3

ITALIAN
[] The Sopranos is a great show.
[] Your last name ends in a vowel.
[x] Your grandmother makes/made her own sauces.
[x] You know how a real meatball tastes like.
[] You know Italian songs.
[] You have dark hair and dark eye color
[ ] You can speak italian
[x] You are under 5'10''
[x] Pizza/spaghetti is the best food in the world.
[x] You talk with your hands.

Total = 5

MEXICAN
[] You say member instead of remember
[] You can speak Spanish
[x] You like tacos
[] YoU TyPe lIkE ThIs On Da CoMpUtEr.
[ ] You have tanned skin
[] You know what a Puta is.
[] You talk fast occasionally.
[x] You have had highlights or dyed your hair.
[] You know what platanos are

Total = 2

RUSSIAN
[] You say villain as: Vee-lon
[x] You get short tempered
[] You know of somebody named Natasha
[x] You get cold easily
[] Rain is fun for you
[x] You get into contests all the time
[] You can easily make do with the cold weather

Total= 3

IRISH
[x] You love to drink
[x] You have a bad temper
[] Your last name starts with a Mc OR Murph or O'
[x] You have blue or green eyes.
[x] You like the color green.
[] You have been to a St. Patty's day party.
[] You have a family member from Ireland.
[] You have blonde hair
[x] You have/had freckles
[/] Your family get togethers always include drinking and/or singing

Total = 5.5

AFRICAN-AMERICAN
[] You say nigga/nukka casually
[] You have nappy hair
[] You like rap
[] You know how to shoot a gun
[] You think President George W. Bush is racist
[x] You like chicken
[x] You like watermelon
[] You can dance.
[] You can ‘sing’ gospel

Total = 2

ASIAN
[] You like rice a lot
[/] You are good at math
[] You have played the piano
[ ] You have family from Asia
[X] You laugh sometimes covering your mouth
[] Most people think you're Chinese
[ ] You call hurricanes, typhoons
[] You go to Baulko

Total = 1.5

GERMAN
[x] You like bread
[] You think American Chocolate is good
[] You speak some German
[x] You know what Schnitzel is
[] You hate it when stupid people call you a Nazi
[x] You went to Pre-school
[x] You're over 5'2"

Total =4

CANADIAN
[] You like/play/played hockey
[] You love beer
[x] You say eh
[] You know what poutine is
[] You speak some french
[] You love Tim Horton's
[] At one point you lived in a farm house
[x] You watch/watched degrassi

Total = 2

AMERICAN
[] Hate foreigners
[] Hate non-Christians
[x] Lazy
[] Not cultured
[x] Dislike abortion
[] Love the death penalty
[] Don't read
[] Shop at walmart
[] Think this bulletin is rather biased

Total = 2

EGYPTIAN
[] You love taameya and foul
[] You always manage to buy something for 10% of the original price
[] You've never seen traffic lights before
[x] You don't mind if someone arrives late
[] You say insha allah after about everything
[] When you ask someone to wait a moment you make a 'crocodile' gesture with your hands while saying 'shwaya shwaya' or 'di'i'a wahda'
[x] You know a minute does not have to be 60 seconds
[]You hate the president

Total = 2

Maybe, babe...

2009-06-10T07:59:00.000-07:00

I'm afraid I'm going to fall in love in the near future... Either that, or I haven't woken properly.

The part of last post that disappeared into a black hole mostly said my friend's hooking up with a new guy (casually, I may add) and I and her ex talked a bit.

So, yesterday, when I hadn't slept since last time I was there, cuz I'm messed up, he kissed me. I kissed back. Not sure what's going to happen later, but time will tell, I guess.

Had a strange dream when I fell asleep on his bed. We had been laying side by side, but he had to go and eat, so I fell really asleep, then I dreamt he was back and we were tied together with handcuffs, his left hand and my right I think.

But I had an even stranger dream tonight: we sat half-turned to each other, holding my heart. My heart! I don't think it takes a genius to figure out I'm afraid to get attached.

Other than that, I learned that if you look at about five thousand pictures, it's possible to tell a pair of identical twins apart....

Oliver Phelps have a more square face and two moles on his neck you won't find on his twin. James Phelps have a more boyish face. They both look like idiots when they smile for the camera. Nice idiots, I may add, I.... It was a reason why I started looking at pictures of them!

Another strange day

2009-06-08T14:37:00.000-07:00

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You see it? XD

Simpsons episode you should see! I think It's fun, at least, with all the mocking of Norwegian immigrants. And when Homer takes a whole beer-glass of akevitt straight down, poor guy! XD

I remembered another thing that happened... He saw the background-image on my phone from a distance and thought it was me, but I said it was someone from a movie (more or less).

Sounds like a compliment, right, he took an actress for being me?

No, Sir, cuz my background-image is the frickin' Phelps-twins! Where - what - how the hell!

To his defense I must say the screen looks like crap at a distance and when I showed it up close he could very well see it was not me at all. For one, I'm not two people!

...

O.o

Where the hell did the beginning of this post go? Fuck blogger so hard in the arse, I swear I'll do it one day! >:@

Random

2009-06-07T12:08:00.000-07:00

If canon can't give you headaches, trust fan-speculations to do it... I'm sitting here and almost crying because HPL can't get that Charlie was born in 1972 and therefor out of Hogwarts before Ron arrived! Is it so frickin' hard?!?

Quote:

I mean, voldemort is the stupidest form of life on earth...

Ever thought about, if you jumble up the letters in 'smile' you get 'slime'?

List your top ten favourite Harry Potter characters in no particular order.

1. Bill Wealsey
2. George Weasley
3. Tonks
4. Hermione Granger
5. Minerva McGonagall
6. Ginny Weasley
7. Harry Potter
8. Ron Weasley
9. Remus Lupin
10. Charlie Weasley

1. Have you read a five/ten fic before?
McGonagall & Charlie - No, and I'm not gonna look for it!

2. Do you think three is hot? How hot?
Tonks - Absolute passable and funny.

3. What would happen if six got one pregnant?

Bill & Ginny - That'll be a miracle! Can we switch it around? Creepy, but it's a gazillion and one fics about them in that way.

4. Do you recall any good fics about nine?
Remus - Yes, several. To pick one at the top of my head, it was a slash with Sirius.

5. Would seven and two make a good couple?
Harry & George - Well, not the worst that could happen, but no, not really.

6. Four/eight or four/nine?
Hermione & Ron or Hermione & Remus: Hermy and Ronni-kins, of course!

7. What would happen if seven discovered three and eight in a secret relationship?
Harry, Ron & Tonks - Merlin knows...

8. Make a summary of at least twenty words for a two/six fic.
George & Ginny - After losing his twin George seeks comfort with his only sister, plus six words.

10. Suggest a title for a one/five Hurt/Comfort fic.
Bill & McGonagall - (Sorry, I can't wrap my mind around what that would be about... It's too strange!)

11. What kind of plot would you use if four wanted to seduce one?
Hermione & Bill - Why she would do that is beyond me, except maybe to get Ron to open her eyes, but... She would probably ask him about Egypt and the bank and seemed really impressed with everything.

12. Does anyone on your friends list read number seven/nine slash?
Harry & Remus - I know it's out there, but I have no desire to investigate further!

13. If you wrote a songfic about number ten, what song would you chose?
Charlie - Erm... Hard to choose... Maybe Messing with my Head by Tinted Windows since I was obsessed with it a week ago... Or Have A Nice Day by Bon Jovi.

14. Does anyone on your friends list read number seven? What about nine?
Harry, Remus - How would I know?

16. If you wrote a two/three/six fic, what would the warning be?
George, Tonks & Ginny - Warning: May permanently get stuck in your head as the strangest thing you've read!

17. What pick-up line might eight use on five?
Ron & McGonagall - You couldn't help me get the swish and flick right? (Think dirty if you must, but I didn't realise before it was out there.)

18. Challenge: Write a drabblefic for ten/eight
Charlie & Ron - Already done, but I'm not posting it here, no-no!

Well, that was fun and creepy.

1.Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.

Yep, done... Wanna know what it says? "circumstance... she would have us all mate with Muggles or something... or" - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Okay, I cheated a little, the book nearest me is really Twilight (stands on the over-filled shelf under my HP-books) but the gal I stole this from had Twilight and any excuse not to open that book is all right with me!

2.Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you reach?
Blanket.

3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Friends episodes yesterday.

4. Without looking, guess what time it is:
01.45

5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?
01.22 surprising...

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
The night Pat Murphey died is a night I'll never forget, some of the girls got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet... Love that song, and Great Big Sea. I change obsessions fast, I know. XD

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
Eh... *Blushes*.... That would be yesterday, to say bye to my friend when she left and take out the trash.

8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
Going through my mail and reading the profile to someone at Fanfiction.net.

9. What are you wearing?
Black t-shirt and fuzzy trousers.

10. Did you dream last night?
Yes. No idea about what thought. (That I don't have to edit...)

11. When did you last laugh?
Don't remember, but I laughed a lot night to yesterday and the day before.

12. What are on the walls of the room you are in?
Boring grey paint and a doggy-poster. *Dirty mind kicks in!* No, not a doggy-style poster!

13. Seen anything weird lately?
Lots of things, but I don't remember what.

14. What do you think of this quiz?
Okay to pass the time with.

15. What is the last film you saw?
Bride Wars, Madagascar 2, Madagascar. Funny all three of them.

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
I wouldn't buy anything, directly, I would redo the Harry Potter movies to fit better with the books!

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know about.
My left breast is named Fred... I think I've written that before... Have I done this before?

18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
Dunno... Too hard to choose.

19. Do you like to dance?
Yes. How do I dance? Like a cardboard duck with a grand mal seizure.

20. George Bush
No, my right breast is named George, my bush doesn't have a name. Why am I talking about this?

21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do your call her?
Maybe Dina.

22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Okay, here we start having fun! William, Oliver, Alexander (don't beat me, I just like the names!), Ryan, Malachy... Well, that is if I lived in an English-speaking country.

23. Would you ever consider living abroad?
Depends what you freaking mean by that!

24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?
"You did a wrong turn."

In remembrance of Fred Weasley:
Who fought bravely to the very end
And whose jokes will forever brighten his other half
And will loyally await his identical brother
with many jokes
he's got forever to think of them, right?

In remembrance of Dobby:
Who was more free and full of love
than any elf, and most humans.

In remembrance of Remus J. Lupin:
the last real Marauder
who was not just a wonderful father
a incredible husband and brave hero
as well as a totally awesome werewolf.

In remembrance of Nymphadora Tonks:
who died for ‘the greater good’
and would probably hex me for calling her Nymphadora.

In remembrance of Alastor ‘Mad-Eye’ Moody:
who’s motto ‘constant vigilance’ kept him alive
and scared the crap out of some kids too.

In remembrance of Tom Marvolo Riddle a.k.a. Voldemort:
who was pretty cool, and cute when he was younger
but who got his bottom thoroughly kicked in the end.

In remembrance of Albus Dumbledore:
whose past and wisdom confused us
whose seeming betrayal shocked us
but who actually turned out to be an okay guy in the end
despite the whole 'almost killing Harry' thing.

In remembrance of Bellatrix Lestrange:
because it’s was awesome how Molly slapped her with that Avada Kedavra
she deserved everything she got and more.

In remembrance of Colin Creevey:
who we really didn’t know too well
but took a lot of pictures and died fighting in a war
so he must’ve done something good
besides stalking Harry.

In remembrance of Severus Snape:
A Slytherin who died like a Gryffindor
without all the red and gold crap.

In remembrance of Hedwig:
Harry’s actual first friend
who lived and died soaring.

In rememberance of George's right ear:
whose death wasn't really necessary
but caused many jokes, albiet pathetic.

--

God, that is just hilarious! The award is trying to escape her! And she's desperately hanging on to it, but they're clearly not a match!

Lots of people laugh with her, but I'm laughing at her, for once.

Red Bull!

2009-06-05T15:47:00.001-07:00

Don't give us Red Bull, we turn strange! Or, stranger....

First we was going to spend the night at my friend's, but we figured Red Bull would make us loud and giggly, so we ended up at my place. And I really found a way to make her moan! Sounds dirty, doesn't it? No, all I did was massage her... On the back, that is!

Have watched three episodes of Friends and both Madagascar movies. The little lion cub in the second gave me a cutegasm. Yep, that's what I said when seeing it.

We also discovered my mac have much more pictures of her than me... But I knew that already. It's like, her, her, her, kitty, her, her, her, oh my gosh one of myself! Her, her, her, her boobs, her... Yes, I commented on her boobs on several of the photos.

I have also been promoted to her mother, she called me Mum out of nowhere earlier.

Eeep! Meep! Eep! *Laughter*

We know we have problems.

I found a really itchy spot on her back. Now she's moaning again.

Shh, it's a quarter to seven in the morning and we're sleeping, except I ain't. Just have to add a quote that happened about fifteen minutes ago, when we both had finally tumbled into bed:

E: Mommy....

Me: No, I'm still not your mum.

E: Huh?

Me: You just said Mummy, but I'm not her.

E: Where are Mum and Dad?

Me: You're still sleeping...Where do you think we are?

E: But where are Mum and Dad?

Me: We are at my home and you are sleeping.

E: No, I'm not sleeping... Where are Mum and Dad?

Me: Home, I would guess...

E: Oh... Well, then... We are at your place and Mum and Dad are home... And I'm sleeping, 'cept I aren't... But I am.

Me: Good night.

E: Yeah, good night...

Worst thing is, I don't think she'll remember it at all! XD She was asleep, even if her eyes were open. Well, I think it's time for a smoke for me and then another shot at sleeping.

Ginny's clothes in OotP

2009-06-04T16:09:00.000-07:00

They have been discussed greatly, but I think I've found an answer that line up somewhat with canon.

To demonstrate what all the fuss is about, I bring you a beautiful still from one of the DA-scenes:

Now, this is the "problems":

- Button-down sweater.

- Tight trousers.

Now, the sweater I can't explain. Just look at them, hers is the only one with buttons, even though they are otherwise alike.

The trousers, on the other hand... Every other girl have skirts (as far as I have seen) and you can see parts of Luna there, proving my point. Given the choice, I bet Hermione (the one I know from the books, not Emma Watson) would most likely slip into something with legs too instead of those too-revealing skirts.

But, as I have discovered (not by myself, I'm not taking credit for it!) they could be hand-me-downs, which matches the Weasleys reputation of being poor.

To further support this theory I like to bring up one of the first things Ron told Harry, that he had Bill's old robes and Charlie's old wand. Thereby, it does fit that Ginny have gotten one of her brother's trousers and if she had the choice she would at least take some that emphasized her figure, taken how *cough*slutty*cough* she was in the fifth book.

So, there you got it! Those trousers belonged to one of the Long Weasleys (Bill, Percy, Ron) cuz the twins and Charlie (also known as the Short Weasley Club!) would need clothes with wider waists and shorter legs. I'm rambling, ain't I? XD

Then again, in the movies the twins are tall and lanky, so... Some freakin' male Weasley wore those trousers sometime and now Ginny have snatched them to show off her bootylicious body for Harry! '>.<

Hair-tasting

2009-06-03T14:14:00.000-07:00

E: Taste my hair.

Me: What? Are you silly?

E: No, just taste my hair!

Me: I'm not going to taste your hair... *Do it anyway* Eugh! *Spits* What was that?

E: Did you taste the salt?

Me: Yeah, and the hairspray. Eugh!

If it was any doubt, we are incredible silly sometimes...

And why is it every time I get the spirit to write, everything else have to happen? <.<

Hot guys! Yes, I am an whore sometimes... The music's all right too! XD

One more, cuz sexy band + irish song + getting drunk + live from concert = WIN!

In case you haven't figured it out yet, one of my biggest concerns about HP & DH movie is how Bill's gonna look. Just saw a pic from the filming. HOLY FUCK, I'M GONNA CRY! That does not look good!

Came to a conclusion: By what I've seen so far, I don't care that Charlie's been left out of the movies, cuz they're about to make Bill look like a total arse...

Geek, geek, geek!

2009-06-01T14:49:00.000-07:00

Have been taking some quizzes around the net and have to post the result of one of them:
For 50 % you are: Charlie Weasley - dragon tamer. Can take on dangerous jobs with competence and has a great deal of guts... some would say recklessness. Is fiery, good-natured, very orange and freckly in appearance.
7.96 % of 4195 Quiz participants had this profile!

You could also get this result:
For 30 % you are: Ron Weasley - the youngest boy. Lives in the shadows of the others, and of his friends. Is clever, good at strategy, and has a sarcastic sense of humor. Not always very sensitive and also prone to jealous fits.

Or even this one:
For 10 % you are: Fred and George Weasley - twin jesters. Clever, mischievous, decent blokes with a head for pranks and a heart that will never stop being young.

Or even this one:
For 10 % you are: Bill Weasley - the charming, easy-going curse-breaker, the eldest of the family. Quietly confident, respectful of his parents, and has his own sense of style.

Or even this one:
For 0 % you are: Percy Weasley - head boy and future Minister of Magic (hopefully). Values status, power, influence, and enforcing the strict letter of the law; is intensely loyal to his superiors. Can stand to lighten up.

You can't see it, but I'm immensely happy now! *dances*

Another one I don't get how I landed on:

You Scored as Lord Voldemort

You are Voldemort. You feel that being high in society (or being pure-blood) and having power are two of the most important things of all. You have a constant need to be in control and govern others. Your opinions are very strong and you leave little room for what others have to say. You demand complete loyalty from your friends and those associated with you. You will stop at nothing to get what you want. And though all this ambitiousness can be a good virtue, you may be going overboard.

Luna Lovegood

88%

Neville Longbottom

78%

Bellatrix Lestrange

78%

Hermione Granger

75%

Draco Malfoy

72%

Harry Potter

72%

Severus Snape

69%

Oliver Wood

69%

Sirius Black

63%

Remus Lupin

63%

Percy Weasley

56%

Ron Weasley

53%

Lord Voldemort

47%

Albus Dumbledore

41%

I mean, Voldemort? I'm not that evil, am I? Or is Voldemort just really misunderstood? Of course he have to have some issues, but I hope mine will never be that great. And I do not care where people come from, what they look like, etc. as long as they're nice and "good". Hmpf!

Luna on the other hand, that I can live with!

New Moon Trailer

2009-06-01T04:42:00.000-07:00

Seems a bit less chick-flick than the first, but I'm not all that impressed. Have to see it anyway.

I haven't read the book, (and thank something for that!) but I know the basic outline of the plot, that Black's a werewolf and all that, but again Meyer is taking things from folklore and superstition and warping it into something that fits her, thus leaving everything but the name behind. When you're first gonna have vampires, let it be vampires and not sparkly super-humans!

Sick world

2009-05-29T09:29:00.000-07:00

Sick story: ‘Feral’ child barks and hisses, raised as a pet.

Just read it, it's almost hilarious, except I feel sorry for the girl. I don't really have anything more to say. Sick world...

On a completely different note, one of the world's greatest mysteries: How do Wolverine wipe his butt?

With those claws I just have to ask. Poor guy... Sexy though, even if the sideburns is a bit on the wild side.

I'm back!

2009-05-28T11:25:00.000-07:00

And here I was, thinking drinking included swallowing...

Packing out of my bag and found:

- Umbrella, hand-lotion, lip gloss and condoms from Easter.

- Empty bottle of Pepsi Max from today. (Remark: with the warning!)

- One DVD me and my friend watched today.

- One VHS of Friends season 1 ep. 13-16 (my friend had accidentally bought two of the same.)

- Half-full pack of cigarettes and lighter.

- Common rubbish like recites and such.

Needless to say, I should clean up in it more often. XD

So, as you may have guessed, I was at my friend's today. Have hardly seen each other in two weeks, so we had a lot of silly fun, which turns into quotes here:

I start waving my hands in flying-motions.

Both, in complete unison: I believe I can fly...

E: Ehh... That wasn't planned.

*Breaks down in laughter*

E *playing with a small table with her legs*: It's gonna tip soon...

Both: I know!

*Laughter again*

And it was one last thing, but I forgot about it again, sorry.

Anyway, we are pretty alike, you could say. I'm starting to worry if one of us is gonna lose an ear soon. (Stupid reference no one got anyway.) We are almost like twins sometimes, then we have a five second fight, then we're back. It's almost scary. Plus, we established I'm most likely the boy in the relationship, if we are a couple, which we aren't, really.

I think that's all from my life now. Wait!

Got a rather funny review over at FF.net (go on, call me a geek, watch me care!):

From: orgn4odvn ()
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i am SO CONFUSED. waht the hellis going on? why is everyone a vegetable and
taking shots and wiping each other's bums? what is going on?
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It's just so.... Okay, in my little, pathetic mind it's hilarious, but I'm laughing more at myself, just so that's said.

It's a disturbing net

2009-05-27T12:55:00.000-07:00

Been goofing off around on UrbanDictionary.com and just about anything can be related back to sex, poop, alcohol or drugs it seems like.

Just everyday words like cheesecake, butterfly and Percy take on a whole new meaning, just to mention a few. I recommend checking out the last one, makes me feel sorry for Percy Weasley at the same time I can't stop laughing.

Soon listened to Messing with my head 300 times. Can't be healthy, but I'm truly addicted... I'm strange, I know that.

Food? Sleep? Do I need that?

2009-05-26T10:06:00.000-07:00

Eaten next to nothing this past two days, not good. Yesterday was because I was at Snadra and left my wallet at home so I even had to borrow money to the bus from my step-father, who drove. Good I took twice as much as I really needed, cuz a certain friend was once again out of money. Had enough for an ice-cream, (you scream, we all scream for ice-cream!) which we shared. Mouth-to-mouth-sharing with her was one of the strangest things I've ever done, must have looked as if we were mid in a heavy snog.

Today... Well, I went to bed when most people get back up. Yes, I know it's idiotic! So I was awoken half a minute before we had to leave for the dentist. Anesthesia meant I couldn't eat something for three hours, technically, but I ignored that and ate something before I went back to bed to sleep off the numb feeling in my cheek. Woke again when it had, so now I've thrown down some painkillers and now I'm waiting for the oven to get warm enough for my pizza.

And smoking with half your cheek and lower lip gone is hard!

Good thing I'm home alone, because upon seeing this I... Acted very strange! It's a short clip of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I think I may had a very legitimate fangasm. God, when I actually see this I pity the others in the theatre, I'm gonna act so strange and make such an arse of myself! XD

And I found the coolest name ever: Dan Gurewitch. Say it fast enough and it turns itno Dangerwich! "Hey, wanna grab a beer with me and the Dangerwich?" XD I'm easily entertained.

While we're talking of Dan, me and my friend wanted to go for a swim yesterday because it was so bloody hot outside, so we tried thinking of who had a car and maybe could drive us. All we came up with was Dan the Man (not me giving him the nickname), but "skinny-dipping with Dan the Man" wasn't something we wanted to proceed with after all. We're still in the giggling-ages every now and then and Dan is... Well, not bad-looking and we would act as thirteen-year-old idiots.

New obsession

2009-05-25T17:22:00.000-07:00

Found it by an accident and now I can't stop listening! It's just fucking great!

Talking about obsessions, still haven't seen Twilight, and thereby not Cal. *Pout*

I have two movies at home now, one I've seen half of, another one I've promised to see with my friend. *hint, hint!*

Ready to laugh? Click here! I know it seems like a trap, but it is just a link to a picture, I swear! You're skeptical? Well, stingrays fly! Just click and see for yourself! I laughed at least.

Seen it now? I wasn't messing with you, it's proof we're doomed! XD

Okay, riddle-time!

- It's redheaded.

- It's british.

- It's (obviously) sexy.

It's frickin' Prince Harry!

Yes, silliness increases by seventy percent every hour awake.

But you can't bloody deny that's a sweet smile!

AHH! Crisis! We're out of Marlboro and I have to smoke Prince Rounded Taste! Ah, someone help me!

Then again, I'd rather smoke something I don't like than not smoke at all. Go figure.

Rybak strikes again

2009-05-24T14:56:00.001-07:00

Heard Rybak's new song. Want my honest opinion?

I can't stand it!

When I heard the first line I just went "you gotta be kidding me!"

No, not a fan of him, I must say. I let it go for a while longer, but after two minutes it was enough! Enough, I say!

Okay, on to happier things. Favorite Monty Python sketch:

Ever! Or maybe except the French knight and those coconuts, it's a close tie.

GOOOOOOONE!

Starting to feel better now.

Some of his own medicine

2009-05-24T01:55:00.000-07:00

Remember I was really pissed at a guy for not answering me and cutting all contact after I visited his? I'm accidentally giving him some of his own medicine, my phone have been off or I haven't had it with me for a few days now, and he's tried to ask me to "drop by". Like it's right around the corner and not almost four hours away!

Men are strange.

PS: tooth-pulling is Tuesday, I wrote wrong.

Have I mentioned I call the strangest thing sexy? Cars, motorcycles, whatever.

And according to my friend, elephants are hot too!

Officially not been well

2009-05-22T10:17:00.000-07:00

I've barely listened to music the last week. That's serious when it comes to me, I live for music! And reading, summer, good food, etc.

I've still been reading, mostly Dangerverse, but now I have to wait for an update. Sucks. Haven't been eating a lot either, but that can be related to my toothache. By the way, gonna pull that tooth on Monday. Yes, it is that bad, and it's the back-most anyway, so it won't be a big loss. It's completely screwed up anyway.

And more crazy dreams: A S&M girl wanted really to have sex with me and she had this butcher's knife (scary!) she wanted to pretend to cut my throat with. And she had no idea of things "normal" people thinks is nice, like stroking of hands and such, nope, more pain = more hot for her.

Another dream I had just before or after was also pretty strange, I was going to have sex with a guy I went to school with in the front seat of a car. No, not back seat which may be easy and comfortable, front seat which had to be uncomfortable. So this took place on a parking lot and someone came and disturbed us. I got out and started to argue with the chick and ended up smashing her head twice down on the hood. She bled pretty bad. It's wrong of me to get a kick out of that.

Enough of my wet dreams now? Okay, I never get to the actual sex-part, so I don't classify them as wet dreams. I got my period, okay, hormones flying wild!

Gonna watch Jack Frost tonight, unless I forget. He's actually pretty charming in his own special way...

Remember when I joked I would go lesbian because two guys stood me up? Remember when I made out with a girl? Remember when my life made sense?

I know it's not Christmas

2009-05-20T19:48:00.000-07:00

But I have something to share with you:
“Ye yish woo a Chrerry Mismas,

“Ye yish woo a Chrerry Mismas,

“Ye yish woo a Chrerry Mismas,

“And a Nappy Yoo Hear!”

From chapter 28 of Facing Danger.

Left me laughing so hard! Nappy Yoo Hear! Honestly! XD

Had a slightly disturbing dream. Or two, actually.

In the first I had a boyfriend, and not just any old boyfriend, David the vampire from The Lost Boys, as played by Kiefer Sutherland. He did bite me in the end, but not before I had experienced he sucked at kissing (no pun intended). I mean, his lips were hard and not moving, not exactly a turn-on. Good thing to know my worst kiss have been in a dream and not in real life, though.

The second... Shows I have to stop reading Dangerverse. My uncle was Sirius Black, aka Padfoot. It didn't really last for long, just enough for me to snatch out that information. Tragic, I know.

Today's word

2009-05-20T12:19:00.000-07:00

is forlorn.

It's not a day I wish to remember.

Remember when...

2009-05-19T13:42:00.000-07:00

getting HiGH meant swinging at a playground?

the worst thing you could get from a boy was c0otiEs?

when )m 0 m( was your hero

and 'D a D' was the boy you were gonna marry?

when your W0RST ENEMiES were your siblings

and rAcE iSsuEs were about who ran fastest?

when - WAR - was a card game

and life was simple and carefree?

remember when all you wanted to do

WAS GROW UP?

Yeah, life's an ironic bitch, then you die.

Some wise words

2009-05-18T03:26:00.000-07:00

Voltaire once said that, "If God didn't exist, man would have to create him."
So, do we have that settled?

Know who I look like?

2009-05-17T13:07:00.000-07:00

Keira Knightly!

Look-a-like by 83%, pretty much, but I think a part of it is due to the pose and hair.
And that's not everyone I look like: Clara Bow (76%), Meg Ryan (73%), and bloody Rod Stewart (71%)! The last I'll take as a insult! Hmpf!

Yay....

2009-05-17T03:54:00.000-07:00

Norway won Eurovision Song Contest... I've decided to be grumpy about the other countries failing.

I mean, the song is nice, but I've been tired of it (and him) for a long time already. On top of that, I didn't get the news for any site you would expect, nope, got it from deviantArt. What's the odds?

Real news-sites have gone amok! And Norway will be associated with fiddlers for quite some time. *sigh* Yes, I make the worst of everything!

Think I need to ramble about something else too:

Fred & George = Weasleys = red hair!

Fred & George + brown hair = Half-blood prince movie = sucks!

Fred & George = Short Weasleys = not Phelps twins

Fred & George - Fred = Deathly Hallows = sad!

Typing while smoking = ash on keyboard.