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.