Memes, TMI, and Potterpuff musings
Sep. 12th, 2005 10:45 amGanked from
mscongeniality:
The object of the game is to stump the person writing the journal. I've been writing in my live journal since January 2004 or so, and can't possibly remember all the topics I've talked about in that time. Your job, if you choose to accept it, is to go into the archives of my journal and pull out a random quote, only from public posts, and then my job will be to see if I can remember what I was talking about.
I promise not to cheat, but you will have to just trust me on that.
You tell me if I'm remotely right or wrong. Please don't pick a quote that's so random that it could apply to anything, like "feh" or "Damn it!" or something equally general. Pick something that might actually be about something.
In other TMI news, the girlbits are in full rebellion, still. Bleh. I should work out, but I really, really don't feel like it, because I'm still crampy and ick-feeling, so I think I'm going to skip today. My stomach really doesn't feel up to doing anything particularly physical today. I don't even really feel like eating, but I know I should. I did, however, finish Busman's Honeymoon this morning, and (perhaps predictably so) loved it to pieces. Not quite as much as Gaudy Night or Murder Must Advertise, but still... liked it, definitely. And then started directly in on Have His Carcase.
...Except that now I should get a shower and work on my marketing stuff. Got that damned exam tonight, and I haven't the foggiest idea what's important enough to study. Blargh. Feeling such like crap that I'd be tempted to skip class tonight, but not with an exam pending. And stupid Ophelia didn't oblige me at all. Dumb storm.
I've decided I'd like to commission something from
potterpuffs the next time Naomi posts the opportunity, but I'm not sure what. I thought about perhaps commissioning a Sess/Teles Puff, but that feels hugely indulgent and more than a little egotistical. Except that it'd be OMGsocute.
...
Holy shit. PDBW/Harriet 'Puffs. *is ded from squee* Or Darcy/Lizzy 'Puffs. *is really ded from squee*
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The object of the game is to stump the person writing the journal. I've been writing in my live journal since January 2004 or so, and can't possibly remember all the topics I've talked about in that time. Your job, if you choose to accept it, is to go into the archives of my journal and pull out a random quote, only from public posts, and then my job will be to see if I can remember what I was talking about.
I promise not to cheat, but you will have to just trust me on that.
You tell me if I'm remotely right or wrong. Please don't pick a quote that's so random that it could apply to anything, like "feh" or "Damn it!" or something equally general. Pick something that might actually be about something.
In other TMI news, the girlbits are in full rebellion, still. Bleh. I should work out, but I really, really don't feel like it, because I'm still crampy and ick-feeling, so I think I'm going to skip today. My stomach really doesn't feel up to doing anything particularly physical today. I don't even really feel like eating, but I know I should. I did, however, finish Busman's Honeymoon this morning, and (perhaps predictably so) loved it to pieces. Not quite as much as Gaudy Night or Murder Must Advertise, but still... liked it, definitely. And then started directly in on Have His Carcase.
...Except that now I should get a shower and work on my marketing stuff. Got that damned exam tonight, and I haven't the foggiest idea what's important enough to study. Blargh. Feeling such like crap that I'd be tempted to skip class tonight, but not with an exam pending. And stupid Ophelia didn't oblige me at all. Dumb storm.
I've decided I'd like to commission something from
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...
Holy shit. PDBW/Harriet 'Puffs. *is ded from squee* Or Darcy/Lizzy 'Puffs. *is really ded from squee*