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Mar. 30th, 2005 01:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
froodleI'm never going on rabbit.org again. Last night, Anne-Marie and I were eating my (delicious) curry and discussing the amazingness of Colin Farrell when, halfway through a sentance I look over at Thlayli to find him lying on his side, motionless, and for a brief moment convince myself he's gone into stasis and is dying. I rush to his side, panic filling me like some off-colour joke involving ass-sex... and he wakes up, gives me the filthiest look in the history of human-rabbit interaction, and hops into his wooden lodge to continue dreaming his bunny dreams. This leads me to the conclusion that I would make a terrible mother. Not because I'm lazy, selfish, short-tempered and prone to unpredictable mood swings, although all of those are true. Not even because I hate children and think their proper role is the main course in a Sunday roast (mmm-mm, crispy). But because I would be one of those awful parents who talks about their goddamn cuntprize nonstop and thinks it has lukemia every time it sneezes.
In other news, Monday was a day of Strange Coincidences for Froodles. See, back when I was but a young Froodlet, fresh out of highschool and attending my Very First Anime Convention Ever, I met a yaoifiend by the name of Genevieve. Many years passed, I came to university and Southampton seemed an indecently long way to travel just to watch Card Captor Sakura subs. We lost touch.
Fastforward to modern-day. The Froodle sits in Borders, reading The Charioteer (excellent book, recommend to all Mary Renault fans and... pretty much everyone ever, actually) and waiting for a friend to show up. Said friend being something of an idiot, fails to realise the clocks have gone forward and shows up an hour late. We drink coffee, I mock him, he criticises Wolf's Rain, I use the phrase "Bondage Wolf" in public, the usual. Time marches on, and soon we go our seperate ways. I'm walking home, debating whether to grab a sandwich to eat later or simply order takeout, when I see a strangely familar figure coming towards me.
Yeah, it's Genevieve. Turns out her job relocated up here about a month ago. We went for coffee and then she cooked me dinner and we watched Get Backers and I designed a silly character on City of Heroes (she wouldn't let me call him Sneaky McGrue, though apparently Hooded Laser is acceptable). How weird and cool is that?
Now, I think I'm going to go and watch Firefly and try and figure out how Simon manages to be so adorable while at the same time being the lovechild of Lindsey and Early!Wesley. Initial suspicions point to his waistcoats emitting some kind of "ravish me please" vibe. To quote Kaylee, "You just wanna take a bite of him all over."
In other news, Monday was a day of Strange Coincidences for Froodles. See, back when I was but a young Froodlet, fresh out of highschool and attending my Very First Anime Convention Ever, I met a yaoifiend by the name of Genevieve. Many years passed, I came to university and Southampton seemed an indecently long way to travel just to watch Card Captor Sakura subs. We lost touch.
Fastforward to modern-day. The Froodle sits in Borders, reading The Charioteer (excellent book, recommend to all Mary Renault fans and... pretty much everyone ever, actually) and waiting for a friend to show up. Said friend being something of an idiot, fails to realise the clocks have gone forward and shows up an hour late. We drink coffee, I mock him, he criticises Wolf's Rain, I use the phrase "Bondage Wolf" in public, the usual. Time marches on, and soon we go our seperate ways. I'm walking home, debating whether to grab a sandwich to eat later or simply order takeout, when I see a strangely familar figure coming towards me.
Yeah, it's Genevieve. Turns out her job relocated up here about a month ago. We went for coffee and then she cooked me dinner and we watched Get Backers and I designed a silly character on City of Heroes (she wouldn't let me call him Sneaky McGrue, though apparently Hooded Laser is acceptable). How weird and cool is that?
Now, I think I'm going to go and watch Firefly and try and figure out how Simon manages to be so adorable while at the same time being the lovechild of Lindsey and Early!Wesley. Initial suspicions point to his waistcoats emitting some kind of "ravish me please" vibe. To quote Kaylee, "You just wanna take a bite of him all over."
