I would never be able to handle having hair as long as yours. XD;
The tangles aren’t even at the ends! It’s all the middle. That is what happens when I wash the hair, and air dry, and don’t brush it before bed.
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Wait, wait, what was this thing? o.o
The National Theatre, out of London, they do broadcasts of the plays there. I got tickets to the double Frankenstein production, the one with Benedict Cumberbatch and Jonny Lee Miller, and that was lovely. They don’t do any silly moving of the camera; it’s a straight camera at the stage thing, only broadcast to a movie theatre. They’ve just started broadcasting Macbeth, and are going to do Coriolanus, but Nashville isn’t listed in the venues anymore. The closest is usually Memphis, and I am not THAT obsessed.
Don’t chase the rabbit.
“Summer? What are you doing in here?” Edward poked his head around the door of the armory, and his adolescent step-sister shrieked and dropped the sword she was pretending to swing. It clanged on the floor, barely missing her foot, and she put her hands behind her back, trying to look innocent.
It didn’t work very well. Mostly because Edward knew better. It was hard to be stern when the redhead was twisting her foot into the floor. He sighed, concealing a smile, and stepped into the room.
“Would you like me to teach you how to use that properly?”
Her answering smile lit up the room, and she flung herself at him, clutching him about the waist. “Would you?”
“I just said so. But let’s get you one a little more suited to your size, yeah?”
-This stays between us.-
“Absolutely,” she muttered. Like she wanted anyone else to know they’d accidentally dyed their hair blue.
Never mind that they’d done it with magic. Nobody needed to know that either.
“Are you /sure/ you read that shapeshifting spell right? Let me see that book.” Summer grabbed it from Merlin, running her finger down the lines. She flicked her gaze up to glare at him. “And stop snickering, at least if you shave your head people won’t look at you funny. If we can’t /fix/ this I’ll have to wear a wimple for months.”
Looking back down the page, she mouthed the words to herself. “No, look, here, this is what went wrong. Try it again.”
Here is your read, children. No, you don’t get my face.
Read!
If I get any more of these I’m going to think there’s a conspiracy.
Except maybe blanket!Merlin and Freya in Merlin’s jacket. ^-^’
-dead- So Merlin gets to steal the blankets forever cus Freya will just take his jacket?
quit being adorable and go to sleep you two. Or sister Panya won’t let you have any more sleepovers.
Have you been reading this, Panya? *surprised, laughing*
(Oh, shit, it’s 3:26?! O.O Last I checked it was 2:00!)
But but but my Chelle -clings-
*adult voice* SLEEP. You will both still be here in the morning. *burrows back under her own blankets and cats*
Yeah just really cold cus my heater is taking forever to warm my room up
Aww. *snuggles and piles blankets on top of you*
-pulls under pile of blankets-
*snuggles down into the blankets happily* Blanket!Chelle and blanket!Cami. :3
Nothing better
Except maybe blanket!Merlin and Freya in Merlin’s jacket. ^-^’
-dead- So Merlin gets to steal the blankets forever cus Freya will just take his jacket?
quit being adorable and go to sleep you two. Or sister Panya won’t let you have any more sleepovers.
It was bad enough at Outsidecon that Michael almost hit someone, and he’s far better at restraining his temper than I am. I don’t even get it. It’s like, at my age, you should know to take no for an answer without me having to be a bitch about it.Oh, jeez… Yeah, there’s no reason to get pushy about it, especially as an adult. I don’t get why people act that way about alcohol. They say, “Oh, it’s not as big a deal as people say it is,” and then try to push it on you. They wouldn’t act like that if you turned down a soda, so why do it with alcohol?
Actually, I take it back. I do kind of get it. It’s about … the people who do it the most often, to me, are the people it has the most effect on, personality-wise. The people for whom being drunk truly does mean a change. And for them, they are certain, especially /when/ drunk, that this is a thing that’s true for everyone, and that everyone needs it.
It’s … well, it’s exactly like any other thing people do that they think is fun. Going on a roller-coaster, f’r’ex. “I love it, of course you will love it.” They find drinking fun, they find the changes that are wrought in them fun or at least relaxing, and they can’t imagine it would be different for anyone else.
Most of the time, I find that people will take me at my word when I say, “I can have just as much fun sober as you do drunk. There was this one time in college I let a lot of drunken frat boys dangle me off a balcony while I was sober.” But it’s the story that does it, not the first sentence — the story provides the proof.
The ones who won’t take me at my word get to experience what it’s like when I do an abrupt attitude change, and I’ve been told it’s scarey when I do it. When little cute Panya goes from laughing and smiling and raping herself on everyone to a voice an octave lower with almost no emotion and a killing glare …
((“Notice me!” I mean, you already notice me, but you’re my senpai. ^-^’))
Being a senpai is a new thing. I think I like it. *ponders the duties of a senpai*