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Mar. 31st, 2007 11:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
froodleOkay, I am completely rubbish. I had drawn an exciting new pre-Easter edition of Conversations with Liam Neeson, and I totally forgot to bring the disk with me. Le sigh. Hopefully I will get online at some point this week and upload it.
Of course, this is not entirely my fault as Escaflowne has eaten my brain, as it is wont to do, and my head is filled with EXPLODING HORSES and other, equally gleeful things. Also, there should totally be more Folken/Dilandau porn, for serious. All of this led to a rather strange discussion with Brother Johnathan*, in the course of which we decided that we should refer to the Dragonslayers as Dilandau and the Argonauts, managed to draw parallels between Van and Mr Muscle (they're both skinny, they both wear t-shirts that do not fit and they both do jobs that nobody else really wants to, like ruling crappy burnt-down Fanelia) and concluded that he would be forced to get a job cleaning the palaces in Asturia because, hey, he has to pay Dryden back somehow, and aside from attractive men with no sense of humour, it's not like Fanelia has much in the way of natural resources.
In other news, I have an ear infection again, the prescription drugs for which are making me extremely tired and somewhat incoherent, so if this makes less sense than usual, it is ALL BECAUSE OF MY MEDICATION!
Also, I have just ordered all of Soldier Soldier, and if it turns out to be crappy, Hannah, I will kill you.
*This is not to say that all our discssions are not equally strange
Of course, this is not entirely my fault as Escaflowne has eaten my brain, as it is wont to do, and my head is filled with EXPLODING HORSES and other, equally gleeful things. Also, there should totally be more Folken/Dilandau porn, for serious. All of this led to a rather strange discussion with Brother Johnathan*, in the course of which we decided that we should refer to the Dragonslayers as Dilandau and the Argonauts, managed to draw parallels between Van and Mr Muscle (they're both skinny, they both wear t-shirts that do not fit and they both do jobs that nobody else really wants to, like ruling crappy burnt-down Fanelia) and concluded that he would be forced to get a job cleaning the palaces in Asturia because, hey, he has to pay Dryden back somehow, and aside from attractive men with no sense of humour, it's not like Fanelia has much in the way of natural resources.
In other news, I have an ear infection again, the prescription drugs for which are making me extremely tired and somewhat incoherent, so if this makes less sense than usual, it is ALL BECAUSE OF MY MEDICATION!
Also, I have just ordered all of Soldier Soldier, and if it turns out to be crappy, Hannah, I will kill you.
*This is not to say that all our discssions are not equally strange
