viggo humiliation

[lobelia321]

Can woman sink lower?

Not only did I watch that stupid Darkly movie with Viggo in the early hours of the morning, but I then had to go and dream about Viggo immediately after! Is there no end to my humiliation?

In the dream, Viggo appeared to take a photo of a huge group of people in some exotic location, and he proudly showed me his camcorder, explaining how only about 3 people there, the ones with the new-generation camcorders, could take proper pictures. I looked at the corder and said,

"Mine is smaller than yours, nah-nah-nah."

Then I hugged the hubster who was standing next to me.

Hello, Freud.

Ack! Nothing but Otho now stands between me and utter degradation! I can't believe it's come to this. Plus post-movie chatting with ladymoonray about Viggo's hands and body!

Someone beam me back to sanity-land. (And, yes, demelzagirl, I still blame it all on you and on figmental mary-sueitis.)

Comments

[azewewish.livejournal.com]

You've been assimilated.

Don't fight it.

Embrace it.

*mwah*

[demelzagirl.livejournal.com]

Can woman sink lower?

No.

:peers down from principled high horse:

[lobelia321.livejournal.com]

Peers down from high horse:

Hah, and what high horse is that, pray tell? And why does that horse seem so high? I suspect this may be Aragorn's horse and you are Gimli, snuggling up to the back of him! In fact, you are Brett Beattie, Gimli-body double, peering down from high horse, clutching onto Viggo's manly back!!!

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[demelzagirl.livejournal.com]

This is treachery indeed! Snuggling with the Gornster? I wouldn't if he begged me (and he would, oh yes, but I would turn him down, hah...)

And a dwarf's body double? Well, I'm short, but I'm not that short.

Is a metaphorical horse. A metaphorical horse for those with high standards who are immune to peer pressure.

[lobelia321.livejournal.com]

Yes, I know, the Gornster would beg you -- in fact, already has begged you, Rococo shepherdesses and all. But as you are but a figment of my imagination, the Gornster's begging is only an elaborate homage of my Mary-Sue to my figment -- or something. But wasn't I also just a love-slave figment in the imagination of Demelza (who is herself an an alter ego)???

I'm getting lost in the labyrinth of this figment conceit -- which probably proves that it's right and that we really all are made up.

[demelzagirl.livejournal.com]

Yup, we must be made up. There is no way this can be real. It's hurting my head just to think about it. And if we are figmentary (a hypothesis which is becoming ever more convincing) of whose imagination are we products? I mean, it need not be someone from LJ-land; let's not preclude the possibility that we are all characters in some elaborate GaryAlan roleplay scenario as they engage in post-modern, intellectual cyberforeplay. It could happen.

::shudders at intertextuality of it all::

::shudders even more at using the word 'intertextuality' in an LJ comment::

[gabbyhope.livejournal.com]

Sanity-land? Such a thing exists?

Hmm... think happy thoughts. Think of the oldsters. Think of Karl! You will get through this. I have faith. One day at a time, man, one day at a time...