HI you! I wanted to read your intro post, but it had spoilers in, woe :(. So I'm just going to imagine lots of personal details about you now, 'kay? For example, in my head you're ten feet tall, with colour-changing eyes (omg, you're a mandroid!), you enjoy curling and Guinness, you work for a rubber-chicken manufacturing corporation (as their high-powered patents lawyer, natch), and your ultimate ambition is to take over the world. Oh, and you're a pisces. Just thought I'd let you know.
Yes, all those things are totally true. Except I'm a gemini, and it's not just the world I plan to conquer but the ENTIRE UNIVERSE!!!
Just for you, because I love talking about myself I love you, I will c&p the intro part of that post...
I'm in my late-20s. I live in Melbourne, Australia, in a sharehouse with my sister, a stinky old guy called Noel and this freaky guy, Richie, who is only home about one night a month and when he's here he whacks off to porn in the bathroom. We know this because one time he left his porn mag in there. It was funny.
I've been sick for about the last two years with the Most Boring Illness Ever, otherwise known as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. This basically means that any time I want to do anything fun, like go out for drinks or, I dunno, go to the circus (not that I would because I am totally with Sam on the clown thing, in fact anything with a fake face freaks me right out), or go see a band or whatever, I end up being bedridden for a week or so. It's like having the flu on top of a hangover on top of a migraine, which kind of sucks. On the plus side, it gives me loads of time to read tasty Wincest fic write my novel.
My novel is about pirates, mostly. Pirates with superpowers. Who are evil, only they kind of suck at being evil so they end up being not-too-bad instead. There are apocolypses (in plural) of the good old-fashioned good vs evil fight-to-the-death style (are there any other sorts of apocolypses?) and trained monkeys and pretty boys with shiny hair and other things that novels need. Of course, the writing of the novel was going much better before Supernatural ate my brain.
I like strawberry milk, music I can sing to in the car and colouring in with inappropriate colours. Apparently I also have a thing for parentheses, but that might just be in this post (or maybe it's not - geez, I'm such a nerd, see what I did there?). From March to September I am obsessed with Aussie Rules football, specifically the St Kilda football club. This year is our year! I like to colour-code things and I like notebooks and as a result I have a whole heap of colour-coded notebooks. This isn't even at all interesting, is it.
I like Ron Weasley better than Harry, Spike better than Angel, Frodo better than Aragorn, Vader better than Luke, Simon Tam better than Mal, Dwight better than Jim (well, that's a lie but really I love Gareth Keenen better than anyone), Lilly Kane better than Veronica and GOB Bluth better than Michael. And I couldn't choose between Sam and Dean, because I'm only human, after all.
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Date: 2007-02-01 07:06 am (UTC)Just for you, because
I love talking about myselfI love you, I will c&p the intro part of that post...I'm in my late-20s. I live in Melbourne, Australia, in a sharehouse with my sister, a stinky old guy called Noel and this freaky guy, Richie, who is only home about one night a month and when he's here he whacks off to porn in the bathroom. We know this because one time he left his porn mag in there. It was funny.
I've been sick for about the last two years with the Most Boring Illness Ever, otherwise known as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. This basically means that any time I want to do anything fun, like go out for drinks or, I dunno, go to the circus (not that I would because I am totally with Sam on the clown thing, in fact anything with a fake face freaks me right out), or go see a band or whatever, I end up being bedridden for a week or so. It's like having the flu on top of a hangover on top of a migraine, which kind of sucks. On the plus side, it gives me loads of time to read tasty Wincest fic write my novel.
My novel is about pirates, mostly. Pirates with superpowers. Who are evil, only they kind of suck at being evil so they end up being not-too-bad instead. There are apocolypses (in plural) of the good old-fashioned good vs evil fight-to-the-death style (are there any other sorts of apocolypses?) and trained monkeys and pretty boys with shiny hair and other things that novels need. Of course, the writing of the novel was going much better before Supernatural ate my brain.
I like strawberry milk, music I can sing to in the car and colouring in with inappropriate colours. Apparently I also have a thing for parentheses, but that might just be in this post (or maybe it's not - geez, I'm such a nerd, see what I did there?). From March to September I am obsessed with Aussie Rules football, specifically the St Kilda football club. This year is our year! I like to colour-code things and I like notebooks and as a result I have a whole heap of colour-coded notebooks. This isn't even at all interesting, is it.
I like Ron Weasley better than Harry, Spike better than Angel, Frodo better than Aragorn, Vader better than Luke, Simon Tam better than Mal, Dwight better than Jim (well, that's a lie but really I love Gareth Keenen better than anyone), Lilly Kane better than Veronica and GOB Bluth better than Michael. And I couldn't choose between Sam and Dean, because I'm only human, after all.