Mid-Week Stuff
Oct. 12th, 2005 01:58 pm(Looks at friends list askance) I updated the 20 Classic Rock Songs meme with answers. The ones no one got, or didn't get all the way, are bolded.
And now for something completely diferent. For my birthday last year,
blanket_cape gave me 3 of the 6 Cowboy Bebop Anime Guides. I'd looked at them in the store a hundred times and thought... I have all the sessions, do I need these? The answer is a resounding YES. They're like miniature treasure chests with these little bits of trivia about the show, the production, the characters, the background. So. I got the last 3 for myself and I'm so glad I did. Who knew there was an actual bounty hunting licensing exam that you take at an ISSP window? Heh.
OK.
Mailing
villainny's package today. Go me. I'm good. Someone needs to send me a care package. Speaking of which, where's my UPS delivery? Helloooooooo, I know it's on the truck, I have your number at the web site, I know it's out for delivery... I have to leave in an hour! I want my BEBOP STUFF before I go!
Just chatting with
hfleming8. What a pleasant way to pass the time.
But back to it, Welcome to Dogstar Academy v3.0! We are fine and happy and alive and well and I'm going to close membership for a while until we get our feet firmly entrenched in London instead of up in the mountains by Cadair Idris. I want everyone to be able to explore what this means for them and for their characters before we start inviting anyone else to join us. (Sometimes, elite is fun. And sometimes, it's very fun.)
Speaking of elite, I am an elitist about a good number of things. And I don't think there's anything remotely wrong with that. I'm an elitist about the people I'll write and roleplay with, and I'm an elitist about my responsibilities, and... yeah. So there.
Randomly:
lostinapapercup, remember that privacy stuff we were talking about last night? It sounds almost even more appealing by daylight. So does the whole Earth thing, because the guy with the fuzzy hair has a lot of ideas about that now. A lot of good ideas, might I stress. But don't let him try to influence you. He's just a skinny little Gemini with a bad attitude and a big bad IMI Jericho 941.
*insert idle whistling here* Am about to spend $800 getting my 120k-miles car fixed up. Can't drive without brakes, can I. That would be shamefully bad. So I've got a rented Ford Taurus today and I have a confession to make: I HATE IT. There. I said it. I've never met a Ford car I loved, not even my ex's old 66-1/2 Mustang 2x2 fastback. Truck, yes. Car, no. Give me an F150 pickup and a pair of cowboy boots and I'm yee-haw happy, especially considering I live in Oregon (rhymes with Or-ee-GUN so hell yeah I got a gun rack on the back of my pickup, what's yer problem?).
~~ * v * ~~ Owl post!
Watch this space.
There. Did it go anywhere? No. This is just my way of saying I'll have an official Bill Weasley Fic Update here for you soon. Read on, kids! Catch you later.
And now for something completely diferent. For my birthday last year,
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OK.
Mailing
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Just chatting with
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But back to it, Welcome to Dogstar Academy v3.0! We are fine and happy and alive and well and I'm going to close membership for a while until we get our feet firmly entrenched in London instead of up in the mountains by Cadair Idris. I want everyone to be able to explore what this means for them and for their characters before we start inviting anyone else to join us. (Sometimes, elite is fun. And sometimes, it's very fun.)
Speaking of elite, I am an elitist about a good number of things. And I don't think there's anything remotely wrong with that. I'm an elitist about the people I'll write and roleplay with, and I'm an elitist about my responsibilities, and... yeah. So there.
Randomly:
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*insert idle whistling here* Am about to spend $800 getting my 120k-miles car fixed up. Can't drive without brakes, can I. That would be shamefully bad. So I've got a rented Ford Taurus today and I have a confession to make: I HATE IT. There. I said it. I've never met a Ford car I loved, not even my ex's old 66-1/2 Mustang 2x2 fastback. Truck, yes. Car, no. Give me an F150 pickup and a pair of cowboy boots and I'm yee-haw happy, especially considering I live in Oregon (rhymes with Or-ee-GUN so hell yeah I got a gun rack on the back of my pickup, what's yer problem?).
Watch this space.
There. Did it go anywhere? No. This is just my way of saying I'll have an official Bill Weasley Fic Update here for you soon. Read on, kids! Catch you later.