One of my all-time favorite fanfics is Desk Duty, in which Madame Pince, the librarian, gets the better of Umbridge in a delightfully librarian way. Also, love all the librarian touches (weeding, storage, the Patriot Act...)
'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Towels for everybody!
Oooh, Harry Potter gossip: Bonnie Wright (Ginny) is engaged to marry Jamie Campbell Bower the actor who will play the young Grindlewald.
"There are SO MANY GAMES to this finger, and I've never heard them before."
Oh, my LOL!
And travel~ma to SLNRLBF. And continued {{{}}} and ~ma to Sean and Fred Pete's kitties, himself and Hub.
ION: paracetamol, you're my only friend. I do need to squeeze in more sleep to my schedule. Lately, when I'm ready to go to bed, I'm getting into "but I really need to listen to some songs NOW, it's the perfect mood" thing. Not the brightest decision ever, but it's music. Can't say no.
This is, of course, probably related to my mood, but these days I pretty much loathe all TV commercials with the blazing heat of a thousand suns. Some of them make me want to go all super-villain on the whole world.
All of this talk of Umbridge made me decide to put Order of the Phoneix on as my background movie tonight. Luna is the best character in the whole movie.
Not just you, Sean. They are generally annoying as fuck on a good day.
\\o/ Just for fun.
Loving Matilda, as usual.
Had a great evening with dance peeps, got rid of a bunch more stuff, a couple insisted on paying me and one is trading me a massage which is AWESOME. I love getting rid of shit. Which reminds me, I have stuff to mail.
Also, I'm going to help install flooring in trade for a friend helping me do my damn resume and cover letter this weekend.
Seriously, I get by with a LOT of help from my friends.
This is, of course, probably related to my mood, but these days I pretty much loathe all TV commercials with the blazing heat of a thousand suns. Some of them make me want to go all super-villain on the whole world.
Yeah, really commercials should only make you want to take a baseball bat to your tv.
For what it is worth my Brother went through hell before he and his therapist got his Prozac dose right. I mean real hell, not very different from what you are sufferingd Sea And it took some time but they ultimatgely got the dose right. And he is married to a wonderful woman and and has the energy to be a good husband.
I can hardly watch anything else with Imelda Staunton in it
I have the same trouble with a lot of actors, but it's primarily the first impression I have of them from the first role I see them in. I'm more kindly disposed toward Staunton because of Peter's Friends and Sense and Sensibility. She was marvelous as Umbridge, but it hasn't tainted her in other roles for me.
The other character who's better on film than on the page is Luna, by Evanna Lynch.
Oh goodness yes. Luna wasn't very much on the page, for me. But Lynch illuminates her.
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