odditycollector: I'll make it so you've been that from the beginning of time to now and you'll never ever know if you were anything else (Balloon)
( Aug. 30th, 2006 04:32 pm)

When the five things meme goes terribly, terrifyingly wrong.

I would threaten to do mean things to [livejournal.com profile] jamjar, except that I am laughing too hard.

Maybe later.
In news that is the opposite of complaining, people wrote me fic!

[livejournal.com profile] caia_comica wrote me Coluans (well, *Coluan*) vs zombies! This probably was going to happen sooner or later - I did a quick search just now on the chatlogs between us, and the word "zombie" comes up 109 times. ZOMBIES ARE FUNNY OKAY!


[livejournal.com profile] jarodrussell solved Majestros' not getting laid problem. Despite being a tall, dark, well-muscled specimen, the poor guy hasn't had any for a long time. A LOOOONG time. I mean, you'd have to drag out *Methos* for proper laughing commiseration. And. Huh. *There's* an image.

Go, read, and leave bewildering feedback in the form of haikus love.
In the continuing adventures of, "If there is something dumb to do, Karen will find a way to do it," I managed to sprain my ankle right before my last exam. It turns out it's *hard* to get around with a foot injury and, as the closest thing to a cane I could find, an umbrella. (Other things which proved more difficult than one might suppose: getting into a shower over the raised edge. Also, twisting the lid off anything shut tighly. I kept throwing my balance off.)

Luckily the medical clinic is just a few blocks away from the exam building, where they gave me a pair of crutches and direct orders not to use the foot for a while. This is *not* the way I had planned to spend the start of my vacation, let me tell you.

However, to make up for some of today, the universe saw fit to convince [livejournal.com profile] farfie_kins to draw a piece of Alan Scott and Jay Garrick fanart. Which is just... I have love.

Alan: You are *sitting* on my *cape*.
Jay: Yep!
Alan: *sulks*
Me: Aw, honey... If you hadn't been magically de-aged, I'm *sure* that would be coming off as a dignified glare.
Alan: *sulks some more*

In the aftermath of crack memes being wonderful things, [livejournal.com profile] caia_comica wanted Amanda Waller/Vril Dox II in the shower and/or facing zombies.

And, well, since people rising from the dead is almost *traditional* for today... ) 

Also, as today's theme seems to be seasonal inappropriateness, [livejournal.com profile] villainny offered to write drabbles based on icons, and, um, I never promised not to be evil.
odditycollector: What to wear, what to *wear*. Drawer or suitcase of folded clothes, one of which is a Superman outfit. (Wardrobe)
( Jan. 5th, 2006 11:05 pm)
I have been threatening to rename this journal for a while, and after a while the suspense just *dissipates* when you don't go through with something.

If you're incredibly confused right now... Hi. You probably know me as notassuch. (Or you don't know me at all, in which case move directly to part B of the post.)

I don't imagine anything whatsoever will change around here, except that I'm a bit happier with my LJ tagline.

So, here's part B, then.

[livejournal.com profile] monkeycrackmary rocks like a giant meteorite convinced by the tourism pamphlets it wants to go see some dinosaurs. She rocks like the 5762th Danger Area concert (an event that the universe was not expected to survive again). She rocks like novice waltz lessons held on the Titanic.

Seriously, I'm filled with so much fandom love right now, and it's *all her fault*.
So, there's the first-line-drabble-challenge meme which is going around, and then the drabble-for-a-drabble meme which quickly died, and they're both Fun Things. So, in the spirit of possibly too much Fun, I'm sticking them together.

(Yes, I did quite enjoy the Frankenstein story, actually. Didn't you?)

Here's how it works. Write a drabblish thing starting with one of my first lines, and I'll write you a drabble back. And by drabble I mean whatever you want me to mean, 'cause we all know *I* can't count to 100.

So, here's the lines: )

Hmm. *looks over list* You know, I actually like most of my first lines. That's a nice surprise.
Drabbles not included.

I'm currently on the 60-hours-awake part of my sleeping cycle, and my brain feels like it's stuffed with cotton balls. So, the only request I felt up to writing today was the Hastur/Ligur, and even that managed to degrade into this... thing where they ended up in San Fransisco and accidentally got married. Sigh Shudder.

Am I allowed to say rude things about the person who requested H/L?

No, I didn't think so either.

Just so I can make them write stuff for me out of curiosity, who's all doing this game?

I know there's [livejournal.com profile] afrai and [livejournal.com profile] daegaer and me and [livejournal.com profile] louiselux and [livejournal.com profile] penknife and [livejournal.com profile] maybethemoon and [livejournal.com profile] lisa_bee and [livejournal.com profile] minkhollow and I think I haven't forgotten anyone, but after that it bleeds off my friends page.

(The strange thing? All these nice people are willing to write GO. GO is really neat, for a small-to-middling sized fandom. I love you guys! ... and yes, after 60 hours, I'm allowed to make such random exclamations. Ahem.)

But... the point to this. Was. If you know of anyone I'm missing, could you tell me? I'm really enjoying having pages and pages of fic to distract me from more productive things.

As an example of how much I'm enjoying myself, [livejournal.com profile] louiselux wrote this and [livejournal.com profile] lisa_bee wrote this... and all for me! (But I'm nice, so I'll let other people read them too.) If there's anyone who hasn't gone around and left them random requests, Dude, what are you waiting for?


odditycollector: Supergirl hovering in black silhouette except for the red crest. Cape fluttering. Background is a roiling, raining sky. (Default)


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