And then I would take a hammer to friggin' Robbie's head.
Especially since you shan't find a better fellow then the one now tacked above my desk. He really doesn't belong there, considering how crazy hotsmartamazing he is. But he'll have to be there for now. Same pic as the one I described, too. Now read and review Sourblood!!!
-SELA
P.S. I'd be randomererer but I used it all up on my newest blog entry. Read it too, nownownow.
Exterior has nothing to do with it. He. Is. Awesome - period.
It's just... him.
He's Zachary Quinto. His voice is the perfect pitch. His eyes are the perfect color. His face is the perfect embodiment of a hidden evil. Yet he is more than that evil - so much more.
Stop, right now. Freeze. Step out of the car. Hands above your friggin' HEAD, ma'am. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Stand up! Aye! Sit down! Aye! Slow down! Aye! Speed up! AYE!!!
Eat your spinach! Aye! Never consume green food! Aye!
Oh, and do have any idea how ridiculously fast you were going, ma'am?!
Hah! And you didn't even reply to my last post, yet here I am, slapping a reply to nothing on your silly, meaningless wall.
Nah, it's not silly. It's cool. It's got like a billion posts - 'cuz that's how it rolls.
My new favorite ways to begin PMs, NMs, E-mails, and posts on everything are 'Say,' 'Gee', and 'Wow!' And sometimes 'Hah!' as you can see. =D
Pretty awesome, da?
I remember in Paper Mario, when he visits those Russian bob-ombs, or whatever they are, and the shop-keeper says...
'Vould you liike too buy ze fire-flower?'
And he's all...
'Da - I mean YES!!' xDD
I'm in love with that chubby plumber. *_*;
Joined: 18 Apr 2006 Posts: 3600 Country: A Kingdom of Conscience
Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 1:43 am Title:
You wrote, in your last letter, on the subject of clocks. Friendships must be wound, you say, like anything else... And I value our friendship entirely too much to forget that I should be winding it now and again. ^_^ To make the point not-at-all lucidly. I'd very much like to write. I think that it gets put off sometimes, not from any lack of desire, but from a wish to be able to write something that you're really going to enjoy reading (none of this morose and misdirected rambling about gulags). Malhereuxement, letters written in fits and starts between history classes and sociological term papers rarely produce such a fine result. ^_~
Joined: 18 Apr 2006 Posts: 3600 Country: A Kingdom of Conscience
Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 12:21 pm Title:
Poor Imp wrote:
Oy, 'Mistress Time-Keeper', my dearest DD? ^_^
Ah, but to avoid all meandering, or the aimless dodges that may become bland with habit, da: we are, doubtless, fools.
But fools have the world, yes? [Ach-'tis those who have the web of expectation, compliment and intelligence that grow trapped. Mind's a bleak place, sometimes. Sunlight gets rather tangled in cobwebs there...bloody inapt of it, to think itself into a hole.]
And I will--er, impishly--continue time-keeping; if it encourages you even minutes nearer to sleep. ^_~
As eternally grateful as I am for the impish time-keeping (it was sweet ^^), I'll hopefully begin to cultivate my own self-discipline at some point. I've not seen 3 A.M. for some time. Illness socked the will to learn right out of me - your point, on the topic, was succinctly proven by a stomach virus. Which I'm inclined to call a lucky guess on your part, since stomach viruses are in no way related to sleepless nights. ^_~
I apologize for taking so long to write back, on a side note. I keep sitting down and writing a line, two lines... never seem to get it finished. But hopefully, with the first summer session in the home stretch and all the piano insanity put off 'til Fall, you'll get some ramblings in your mailbox sooner rather than later.
