further proof of my fangirlish nature

[ontology]

I. So, lady_moriel and I were on the phone until twelve-thirty last night, which was basically The Best Thing Ever, except I woke my mum up because I was shut up in my closet for no good reason. (It's kind of cosy in there. Besides, Remus lives there. With his random piles of Time and various newspapers and books he keeps nicking off my shelves, and our vintage Life magazines from the seventies and eighties, and a lot of sandwiches.) Also, we made up the Best ScarletWoman!Ginny Fic Ever, which involves Antarctica and Random Hot Scientists and transfigured penguins and Dead Unimportant People and Molly's Amazing Clock of Eerie Accuracy. (CLOCK: [hand points to SHAGGING RANDOM STRANGER]. MOLLY: Must--go--to--Antarctica!) Also, Sirius uses netspeak specifically to irritate Remus (until he gets bored with typing funnily and finds something else), and we both read the Pony Pals when we were young and were probably vaguely ashamed of it even then. Heeee. AND! We are going to picket for Werewolf Rights!!(P.S.: Il Divo was on instead of Monty Python. AAAACK. *woe* I NEED MY FIX NOW.)

II. I am such a girl. Even without meaning to be, which is, I think, almost worse. Case in point: Saturday, my boots, blouse, and nail varnish all matched. (The varnish, which I found in my closet, is part of my semi-annual attempt to Not Bite Nails. Instead, I peel the stuff off with my teeth.) ERU SAVE ME. (I got really killer red boots for four bucks on Friday, though. The heels sink into the ground when I walk, which feels springy and weird and sort of awesome in a bizarre kind of way. And I got a purple floor-length skirt and something that looks kind of like an English riding jacket.)

III. I'm writing Eagle of the Ninth fanfiction. This is kind of scaring me (not least because I have the utmost reverence for Rosemary Sutcliffe). Is anyone else cool enough to even know what I'm talking about? :D Also, I had to do Wikipedia research for a passing mention in a vignette, wherein I discovered I got something wrong. Ack, historical fanfiction.

IV. L.M. Montgomery is pretty much the literary equivalent of mint and chocolate right now. *fangirls* Yes, I'm on a kick. Even though the first and third Emily books vanished mysteriously from the library two years ago. *cries* Also, I think I might be a Dean Priest fangirl. This is REALLY TERRIFYING.

V. Because I was talking to lady_moriel basically all night and watched a movie with the family last night, my internet usage has been disgustingly patchy. Am still working on comments & things.

VI. DO NOT SCOLD ME ABOUT THE TIME.

VII: It's Christmastime! I am so absolutely enchanted by this; I must dedicate an entry to it soon.

VIII: I STILL HAVE A PRIDE & PREJUDICE MOODTHEME. *squee*

VIIII: Shut up, I am going to bed. Also, I have a sinking feeling that I am getting the Roman numerals wrong.

Comments

[trolliepop.livejournal.com]

I. Oh, I've had those! sparklyjazz, kitty_mysticism, and I used to have three-way conversations late into the night. I remember once my cell phone bill being 150 minutes over because of it. My parents let me off though, because I'd had my cell phone for well over a year and I'd never gone over before. And I haven't gone over since. Do you mind e-mailing me your number? I'd love to give you a call when I get bored at Tournament this weekend!

II. I want red boots! I have some very nice prairie boots that belonged to my great-grandma, but they're brown, and I've nothing to wear them with!

IV. Yes, indeed! I need to buy some of her books. I love them so, and never have time to go to the library!

VII. OMG, IT IS!!! We have our tree up, and we play Christmas music all the time, and it's WONDERFUL and I'm so IN THE MOOD I could DIE!

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

*laughs* lady_moriel, timetakestime, and I three-wayed and tried to watch Pirates of the Caribbean all at the same time for my fourteenth birthday party because I didn't have anyone to invite. Crazy things ensued. (Emailed you, by the way.)

II. I want red boots! I have some very nice prairie boots that belonged to my great-grandma, but they're brown, and I've nothing to wear them with!
But brown goes with everything!! By prairie boots, do you mean the awesome sort that lace up the front? I haven't got any, but I adore them. Also, heirlooms are spectacular. I wear my great-grandmother's engagement ring on my left hand, sort of as a symbol of family and generations. I didn't actually know my great-grandmother (met her briefly at a nursing home, where she was senile and sort of crazy, and I barely remember this because I must have been four or five, and I attended her funeral), but it means a lot to me to have something that belonged to her.

OMG CHRISTMAS. ...I didn't mention that I put red and green sprinkles on my cupcakes, but I totally did. We haven't got our decorations up, because we're sort of housecleaning, and also sort of lazy, but we shall, very soon. Eeee! *twirl*