Beverly, I was just about to say Clive Owen. That is a nifty (cough, cough) picture.
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I think ima have to pull an allnighter to complete an essay and get everything together.
I have chugged a latte with an extra shot, I'm wearing comfy jammies, I have a full pack of smokes, and goddamn am I pissed that my real job is getting in the way of the job I really want.
Allyson, bebe, go get 'em. Draw blood, honey.
Bev, I missed the Clive Owen meeting, but if you want to substitute Nigel for Clive in the "unmoanable names" category, I'm down with that...
Go, Allyson!
I cribbed the Owen shot off ita's site. Where she also has many shots of Mr. Firth, just to give equal time to a nummy treat for you.
Looking at Mr. Owen again, I appear to be missing some sort of girly gene - might be the same one that would find Orlando Bloom sexy.
Mr. Firth, OTOH, and his laughlines and grin - well, now.
I appear to be missing some sort of girly gene - might be the same one that would find Orlando Bloom sexy.
Nah. Clive Owen is more the ordinary-roughhewn-bloke-but-better type, and Orlando is the he-only-looks-innocent woobie type. (Clive does nothing for me, incidentally. Orlando? Mmmm.)
Looking at Mr. Owen again, I appear to be missing some sort of girly gene - might be the same one that would find Orlando Bloom sexy.
He really has to be seen in motion. Stills fail to do him justice.
He really has to be seen in motion. Stills fail to do him justice.
Hey! You stole that from me!
Hey! You stole that from me!
Well, it's TRUE, ain't it?
Hey, isn't it Monday? Aren't you Topic Master?
Hey, isn't it Monday? Aren't you Topic Master?
Quiet, you! I have to fully caffeinate my brain before I can come up with a topic....