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Tuesday, 10 April 2007 02:33:03
Actually there are many things better than chocolate, but all involve chocolate as a component, eg: Strawberries and chocolate Choctails (cocktails made of chocolate YUM) Bubble bath with chocolate Nice man with chocolate in bubble bath...:wink: Chocolate makes the world a better place, a fatter place, but better :biggrin: Good to read through the new fridge notes since last i was here (love them) and browsed the artwork (some mighty fine pictures there folks). Something new I found out: a fair portion of the Firefly cast did voices at various times for the cartoon series Justice League... weird (I used to watch that cartoon when I was at uni, a flashback to childhood. And 'sides uni life is meant to be drinking, recovering in front of TV - or in worse case scenarios in front of toilet bowl - and on occasion attending campus). It used to come on at just the right time, first thing in the afternoon (which is when I used to get up and greet the day ... well maybe not greet as such; more groan, curse the excesses of the night before and plan on doing the same in 6 hours time).
Tuesday, 10 April 2007 15:20:43
I think this may shead some light on my character. The Attack Bright orange light is closing in. I feel heat surrounding me, so hot my skin feels like it’s blistering. Wood is splintering and cracking, smoke is surrounding me making the hall seem longer and scarier. I hear screams; I can’t tell if they are close or far away. I try to follow them, find them, help them but the heat gets worse when I do. The smoke invades my eyes and lungs. Finally I succumb, choking on the smoke and falling to the ground. I try to clear my lungs with a scream. The room is too dark and cold, compared to the world I was just thrust out of. The scream dies on my lips as I sit up and try to catch my breath. I look around, trying to center myself but I can’t. I don’t know where I am. I feel my arms for the burns I feel should be there, but I can’t find them. Panic starts to take me. I hear whispers all around me, but I can’t find their source. I can’t remember anything, how I got here or where here is. The whispering gets louder and louder, more urgent, but I can’t get in through the panic. I fall out of bed and stumble to the bathroom. I stare at my face in the mirror, at the dark circles and haunted features. I turn on the faucet to wash my face. The moment the icy water touches my fingers I am over whelmed again. Images race through my mind, of black and men, mostly long since dead. A new one takes prominence, his evil ripping into my mind. I fall to the ground and gripe my knees, only one thing in my mind. I’m crazy, I’m crazy none of this is real, it can’t be. I grab at my head, knotting my hair in my hands, pulling on it. I feel something inhuman try and over take me, I try to fight it, try to remain human, but I don’t know why. I claw at the ground and my skin as I fight the images and the animal force. Suddenly clearer in my mind I hear a beast telling me to calm down, we have to go on a hunt. I feel other presences, female, and suddenly I remember how I got here and what happened. I am flooded with memories, the lives, deaths, and feelings of my friends. As I snap back to myself, my life comes back and it all feels solid and real again. I remain on the hard cold ground, breathing rapidly, feeling out of control and lost, as every continues to equal out.
Tuesday, 10 April 2007 18:04:53
I've been a member here for nearly a month now and I only just noticed this firefly blog thing. Yes, fear my amazing skills. Why, I could probably overturn a truck with my sense of observation alone! Anyway, I have a livejournal already, but o0o0o0oo firefly blog! That makes this so much more special-er! Still don't know how this is gonna look when I'm done, nor who is even going to read this (is this even public?) but even if this is never seen by anyone except me, I might as well jot down how I discovered my current unhealthy obsession. Back in like, 9th grade or something, my friend Chris told me about this show about "space cowboys" he was currently addicted to, that was getting cancelled. I called him a dork and galloped around him singing that *NSYNC song Space Cowboys because I was so clever in 9th grade. Like, a genius, really. And then, at the end of February 2007, I bought a buzz lightyear toy off eBay for my baby cousin. Few weeks later, I got one of those annoying emails like "Hot eBay Picks for You!!!!!" You know, the ones where they guess your personality based off what you buy and shove related items into your inbox and tells you to buy them. So apparently Firefly is the type of thing a Toy Story fan would be into. Go figure. But yeah, I saw it and recalled Chris's disappointment at it being cancelled. I figured - I got 80 bucks for being hypnotized in a psychology experiment AND midterms were coming up. So why the hell not? I bought the complete series on DVD for like 8 bucks and watched the entire thing through in one weekend. The following weeks was spent scouring the net for people who were snagged into the obsession bear-trap that was Firefly. Thank the lord, I found a thriving fandom to sate my needs. Then I realized that all was not lost: a movie had been made 2 years earlier continuuing the series. And as it turned out, I've SEEN it already. I just didnt remember because my baby cousin - the one who fatefully asked for a Buzz Lightyear toy was being difficult and I couldn't really watch the whole thing. Funny the way life works out sometimes. And now, 2 months later, I've watched the series about 7 times through, watched the movie maybe 4 times, began a fanfiction that I'm posting on this site and fanfiction.net right now, and bought the comic book off eBay, because it turned up in another "BUY THIS YOU'LL LIKE IT!!" email. In conclusion...DAMN YOU, FOX! DAMN YOUUUUU!!! :-D!!
Tuesday, 10 April 2007 18:14:50
Made one of our school counselors watch Serenity and he's asked for ( and been given ) the series. Thus another browncoat is formed:) Also listening to the Firefly soundtrack...is it pitiful that the opening theme has the power to make me smile no matter what else is going on? I just spent 5 minutes scrubbing frosting off my shirt as I apparently bonked my chest into the doughnuts as I carried them in...argh so sick of the natural shelf getting in my way. I have just realized how insane and rambling this is, but oh well, by now you all know me and all..