sign of life
Jul. 6th, 2002 04:37 pmIt must be the season. Bits of rl are attacking me like gnats. Well, keeps me sane, I suppose.
On the other hand, I did have a disturbing chat with
ladymoonray the other night which deteriorated to such an extent that I ended up opening websites with pics of Viggo (no less!!!!) and almost, well virtually drooling in unison.
I will never be able to live this down with all the anti-Viggo brigade I managed to rally way back when. This comes from writing a story about the stupid man and becoming all mellowed out about what was formerly a dire duelling matter.
I blame it all on
gloriamundi! ::points at Gloria M.:: She did it, your honour!
Hm, who next? Before I know it, I'll be susceptible to Elijah's nailbiting...
Note to
demelzagirl: Mellowness does not extend to poems or paintings. I retain shreds of discernment!
On the other hand, I did have a disturbing chat with
I will never be able to live this down with all the anti-Viggo brigade I managed to rally way back when. This comes from writing a story about the stupid man and becoming all mellowed out about what was formerly a dire duelling matter.
I blame it all on
Hm, who next? Before I know it, I'll be susceptible to Elijah's nailbiting...
Note to
(no subject)
Date: 2002-07-06 09:07 am (UTC)I wrote Viggo and did not succumb to his (dubious) charms, so don't blame the story.
I suppose I shall just have to be perhaps the only anti-Viggo-er; the sole unViggoed, jawline-immune person on LJ. It's a tough job, but someone's got to do it.
It's all my fault.
Date: 2002-07-07 02:56 pm (UTC)You are, however, so very right about the paintings. And the light jazz. Have had my revenge re that, though.
Happy to droolalongaViggo whenever you feel further instruction is needed!
Noooooooooo!!
Date: 2002-07-08 11:07 am (UTC)