The Robin Hood of Highgate
Thu, Jan. 13th, 2005, 04:12 pm
I got Honors Admission to Mary Washington!
That is all.
Sun, Dec. 26th, 2004, 09:34 am
Merry post-Christmas to all and to all a good morning!
I have to go to the Hair Cuttery today from 12 to 5. Somebody shoot me now. Why did I ever apply for this job?!
Tue, Dec. 21st, 2004, 03:26 pm
I love this man. The Sundance Kid. Yes indeedy do.
Arigato gozaimasu, McCabe-sensei!
And Erin . . .
DESU YO, UCHI NO INU!
Now I will go see if I can get a lift to Blockbuster's to buy my po' li'l bro a DVD for Christmas. Napoleon Dynamite. Which came out today. Flippin' SWEET!
"When a straight man puts on a dress and goes on a sexual kick he is a transvestite. When a man is a woman trapped in a man's body and has a little operation he is a Transsexual. When a gay man has way too much fashion sense for one gender he is a drag queen. And when a tired little Latin boy puts on a dress, he is simply a boy in a dress!"
~Noxeema Jackson in "To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar"
(Played by Welsey Snipes
. Who was the more frightening of the three. Three drag queens---John Leguizamo
was the most female-looking--and had great legs--but Patrick Swayze
takes the cake on this one!)
Oh, yes, Kelle, I love you so much for giving me that movie.
Sun, Dec. 19th, 2004, 07:34 pm
You are Brian Slade. You are a glam rock god and
you have the flair and ego to go with it.
While you may be a bit vain, you do have the
talent to justify it all. Just be aware of the
other people you meet on your way up. Which Jonathan Rhys-Meyers Are You? brought to you by Quizilla
Oh, yum. (Actually, I found this quiz doing a search for "Oscar Wilde" . . .)
Another quiz I stumbled across in my search for Wilde:
You're bigger than all those you ever idolized, and
you're even bigger than Satan! You're nothing
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My father showed me that. I could zone out on it for quite a while, actually.
I think I need to snog something. Anything, really. Or anyone. Which brings me to finally figuring I might as well admit the following: Yes, as a matteroffact, I am
bisexual. I don't particularly like the fact that I have to put a label on myself, though. Bleh. But that's the best I can do right now . . . Let me quick try find that bit of "Moth-Eaten Tapestries" I wrote but never used.Blaise pushed open the door of the male dressing room to find Seamus and Draco shouting at each other. Again.
"You kiss boys?" Draco was demanding. "AND girls?"
Seamus glared at him. "Everyone WOULD, if they had any sense."
"So, what, you're bisexual, then?"
Seamus sank into Frank's throne with a sigh. "I HATE that word. It sounds so . . . So LIMITING."
"Limiting?" Draco repeated in disbelief. "LIMITING? You've got boys, you've got girls, what more you possibly need?"
Smiling a bit, Seamus replied, "You're leaving out the hermaphrodites."
Draco began to splutter a response, but Blaise stepped in and said coolly, "You seem to have overlooked the fact that I was the boy Seamus was caught with."
Yeah, well, that was back when Blaise was a vampire, Draco was straight, and Hogwarts was putting on a performance of the Rocky Horror Show.
And as for the bisexuality bit, it is, of course, all subject to change. For all I can see, I could go either way.
And I want to snog someone. I mean, it's all well and good to be sweet seventeen and never been kissed, if you're for that sort of thing, but I think my hormones might murder me in the night sometime soon.
Humm, if you're Kelle and you're reading this, please don't randomly die of learning all too much about me in a span of three days. First my arm, now this.
But, still, after all, you kneed my groin more often than I kneed yours.
Lalala . . . In other news:
I spent all my Christmas gift money on presents for friends and loved ones, so now I'm completely broke again. (Well, I did buy meself a copy of EM Forster's Maurice
. . .) I'm not complaining, mind; I love buying people things. I just get annoyed with myself afterwards, because then I'm broke and can't buy anything for myself . . . Because I never gave my parents a list of what I want and as of late, they know me about as well as the back of a complete stranger's hand. Grrr. And they know it, I think, but they really don't care anymore.
And I lost driving privledges for a week, because of . . . Well, it's a long story, but it wasn't because of anything I did personally, really. Well, nothing I did WRONG, per se.http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/end.php
Watched this in McGann's English class on Friday. It made me laugh. And Luna can be the random Flaming Creature. Hooray!
Thu, Dec. 16th, 2004, 03:39 pm
Now I suppose I'm obligated to do my homework and ignore myself as much as I can. Because I don't have Sherlock Holmes to be my agony aunt right now, and that's what I need---an insanely perceptive, perfectly blunt Englishman to sort me out. And, boy, would it take someone of Sherlockian degree to do it . . .
Mon, Dec. 13th, 2004, 09:20 pm
"I wanted to be . . . a homosexual! Leaping from man to man as they float down the rivers of British Columbia . . ."
~John Cleese backstage at the "Concert for George"
Well, I know I shouldn't even be on here, typing up the random shite that wates me time and all. I should be working on the dregs of my college apps, working on my APES project, and, perhaps most of all, working on the glo-o-orious Christmas HP slash I'm doing me pallies for the 'olidays.
I hate having my da in here, knowing I'm not being productive. And reading over my shoulder. And telling me I'm not supposed to be on.
So I'm off.
Sat, Dec. 11th, 2004, 03:49 pm
I still like Armand. Only because IwaV gives me little room to hate him and plenty of room to hate Lestat.
Sat, Dec. 11th, 2004, 03:28 pm
Oh. God. Filch. That's almost as bad as Peter Pettigrew.
Coffin sex. Tanoshii desu yo!
o . . . (<--The "Whose Line?" Irish Drinking Song. I wastched that last that. That, "Life of Brian" and "Will&Grace" . . . While knitting. Now all I need is twelve cats and I'll be prematurely sixty years old with no life.)
Fri, Dec. 10th, 2004, 04:49 pm
Okay, I completely stole these from Justine's LJ, but I love them dearly and I've been waiting for long time for this compilation . . . That, and I can nitpick at her punctuation, because it makes me feel good.
•“Stop sexing the key chains!” –A
•“Justine, you have a little gay thing between your legs.”-T
•“If anyone asks, I’m staring intently at my notebook and my name is George.” –A
•“If you go CAPSLOCK HARRY, I’ll go snarky ferret-boy on you!” –A
•“Reasons to like Harry: he's noble, honest (probably because it hasn't occurred to him that he's allowed to lie) and would never cheat on you. Reasons to like Draco: he's appealingly arrogant and annoying, he's pretty, and he's probably good in bed. And that, as they say, is . . . you know the rest.”-A
•“Ooh, naughty slutty Draco! Bad Draco! Go to my room! Er . . . anyway . . .”-A
•“Mine is shorter and dirtier.”-A/D
•“That’ll get you detention with a beating afterwards.” –T/S
“With whips and chains?!?” –A/D
“No, I prefer a ruler.” –T/S
•“Harry, have you noticed that Professor Snapes a bit of a mean homosexual?” –A/D
•“I won’t eat this one, 'cause I’m not too fond of nuts.” –T/S
•“I’m sorry; I’m lifting up my skirt so I can have a hard surface.” –J/H
“Oh, please go for it!” –T/S
•“Why did he start shooting him?” –J/H
“Because he was hot and sticky.” –A/D
•“The seats in the way. I keep hitting my chin.” –A/D
•“I choked on Lee Jordan.” –J/H
“I can’t choke on Terry. He’s too small.” –A/D
•“Damn, I bit it. Now there’s only half a round hard thing in my mouth to suck on.” –T/S
Okay, T is Tori, thereby making T/S Tori/Snape, J is Jusitne (and J/H is Justine/Harry) and I am of course A. Or A/D---Alyssa/Draco. (I'm pretty sure the "Whips and chains" line was mine, because it's a RHPS AP line.)