Bunny! And other things.
Oct. 29th, 2004 04:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mayhapI was totally going to do this, until I discovered that someone did it for me: iTunes Music Store iMix of covers of the song Hallelujah. For some reason I love this song to pieces and never get tired of different versions of it.
Yesterday I got my Television Licence in the mail. (Maybe now I will remember which spelling of "license" is which. Or maybe I will just keep perversely using the British one and wondering why it keeps being marked incorrect.) This makes me feel personally responsible for the BBC, and wonder just when they are going to implement their visionary plan to make all their back catalogue available to the British public. (Answer: As soon as I leave the country.)
My mother has never forgotten Oolong's website, which I originally linked her to three years ago. This is what I blame for the pictures that she recently sent me, which I have placed under this cut:
I guess we were all out of miniature pancakes.
Tis the season ... to put cookie cutters on your rabbit's head?
Evidently so.
These flowers, however, are the last straw. So to speak.
Strange things happen when I leave her to her own devices ...
Er. Speaking of strange things. Here is the closest thing to an explanation of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
corelle_love that you are likely to get out of me.
EDIT: Roger Ebert is really making me want to see this film in all its sublimely dorky glory. This movie was, like, made for me. I crave generous helpings of incredibly geeky dialogue, damn it! And time travel is my nearl-bulletproof kink!
Yesterday I got my Television Licence in the mail. (Maybe now I will remember which spelling of "license" is which. Or maybe I will just keep perversely using the British one and wondering why it keeps being marked incorrect.) This makes me feel personally responsible for the BBC, and wonder just when they are going to implement their visionary plan to make all their back catalogue available to the British public. (Answer: As soon as I leave the country.)
My mother has never forgotten Oolong's website, which I originally linked her to three years ago. This is what I blame for the pictures that she recently sent me, which I have placed under this cut:
I guess we were all out of miniature pancakes.
Tis the season ... to put cookie cutters on your rabbit's head?
Evidently so.
These flowers, however, are the last straw. So to speak.
Strange things happen when I leave her to her own devices ...
Er. Speaking of strange things. Here is the closest thing to an explanation of
corelle_love that you are likely to get out of me.EDIT: Roger Ebert is really making me want to see this film in all its sublimely dorky glory. This movie was, like, made for me. I crave generous helpings of incredibly geeky dialogue, damn it! And time travel is my nearl-bulletproof kink!
