| zagzagael ( @ 2008-04-24 09:53:00 |
| Current music: | uh, this embedded link over and over and over and over and over |
This icon isn't mine, but I absconded with it because it touches me. I know, I know, how twee, an icon with crap font work somehow speaks to my heart. But it's true. And I'm not certain if one needs to be a House M.D. fan to "get" the incredible longing that this icon represents. It's HUGE. Pick me. Choose me. Love ME. Wilson just happens to be the perfect one to put that sentiment out there - he is so full of sincerity. I love this icon. It makes me .... remember.
And speaking of House-ly things. Monday night the Doctor is back and I'm just squirming in my seat here in anticipation.Cannot. Wait. I can't seem, however, to write or read a single bit of fanfic lately. The Original Fic has me firmly in its clutches, and that's an okay thing. But I've been missing the fandom. And uh, yeah, signed up to write fics in both House and BtVs. Hmmmm....And since what little energy I've got for fandom things has been directed at Supernatural, I have to laugh that neither fic has a Winchester boy, unless....we could find a way to have House crush on one of the boys - and hey, you know what, that might just work....he could develop a crush as crushing as my own on a fictional character. Sam? Or Dean? Or...uh....both? Heh. And I will personally come break the fingers of anyone who rips me off for this idea. *Izzard-like nodding yes of the head, shaking no of the head* Really. Nah. No, really. Uh, no. Yes. No.
Read my first Chick Lit book - evah - this week. Jennifer Weiner's "Good In Bed." Thanks to the flister who sent it to me! I will discuss this with her privately and in more detail, but, no. I just cannot suspend whatever hold I have on reality and grasp at the hip, contemporary "reality" of a fictional chick who is struggling with body image issues, immature relationships, implausible situations and milquetoast characters. I'm sorry if Beach Reading is something the flist holds near and dear - I enjoy pap with the best of us, I mean JRWard? Please. But....I couldn't "get" this novel. I had to keep setting it down and walking away, biting my lip to keep from railing aloud at the Universe. I'm currently up to my red-rimmed eyeballs with Cormac's "Outer Dark" and perhaps that's part of the problem. It's nearly impossible to move from dark, poetic, inbred, SouthernGoth mind-blowing prose to ChickLit. And the irony of it all - my own "novel" is absolutely the OverFortyChickLit. *dies from irony poisoning*
Cormac McCarthy is currently reigning supreme in my pantheon. *worships*
I want all the Dollstown dolls. Right. Now. Anyone know if the Elysia head will work on the 15boy body? Anyone?
thistle_verse shared this gem and now I'm sharing it with you. It's a fookin stunner. Not a fan of the female vocalist....but I am a huge fan of piano ballading. (And redheads. Always redheads.) And I kid you not when I tell you that I've now listened to this song about twenty-three times in a row.