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i'll give you the third degree
:\ So I'm home for spring break and Mom has contrived to break the brand new computer she got at christmas. Well, she *claims* she didn't do aything to it, but we all *know* it was just a ploy to keep me from spending all of SPring Break online, right? SO it's been sent back to the store to have the CPU fan replaced, and I'm stuck useing the old computer, which growls at me if I'm on too long, becuase *its* fan is dodgy, too.
Tonight was the St. Patrick's dinner at church. No, we're a neither Catholic nor Irish, I think it's just an excuse for them to eat good ol' German boiled cabbage once a year. I wore orange and blue, being as I'm Lutheran and any Irish in me is really Scotch-Irish. Nobody noticed. q; Maryland lost. They gave us regular updates throughout dinner.
Afterward Mom and I put on the TV while we quilted. Gaslight came on after Are You Being Served. 'm trying to educate myself in classic cinema, so we watched it. Good movie, although of course I figured out how it was going to end by about halfway through, so I used my extra mental space casting it as a fanfic. I've been doing that with most everything I read or watch since I got into fanfic, and sometimes this worries me, but before I was doing it with my own universes, so anyway. I couldn't make it work with HP castings, so I entertained myself imagining Diana driving Mulder mad in the old summer house as she searched desperately for important secrets his father had stashed there, and Agent Scully of the FBI slowly realizing something was wrong . . .
Then I realized that to get it to work in HP,of course, it'd have to be slash. Sommething vital to the Order in Grimmauld Place that Remus has to find, and his only option is to manipulate the son of its late owner, keeping him a virtual captive in the hated place while convincing him he's mad and turning the servants against him . . . oh wait, that's canon. (And I can't pick a Brian Cameron. Snape? Harry? . . . Lucius? Begone, vile plot bunnies of doom!)
Ingrid Bergman is pretty. Angela Lansbury's image has been twisted forever in my mind . . .
Tonight was the St. Patrick's dinner at church. No, we're a neither Catholic nor Irish, I think it's just an excuse for them to eat good ol' German boiled cabbage once a year. I wore orange and blue, being as I'm Lutheran and any Irish in me is really Scotch-Irish. Nobody noticed. q; Maryland lost. They gave us regular updates throughout dinner.
Afterward Mom and I put on the TV while we quilted. Gaslight came on after Are You Being Served. 'm trying to educate myself in classic cinema, so we watched it. Good movie, although of course I figured out how it was going to end by about halfway through, so I used my extra mental space casting it as a fanfic. I've been doing that with most everything I read or watch since I got into fanfic, and sometimes this worries me, but before I was doing it with my own universes, so anyway. I couldn't make it work with HP castings, so I entertained myself imagining Diana driving Mulder mad in the old summer house as she searched desperately for important secrets his father had stashed there, and Agent Scully of the FBI slowly realizing something was wrong . . .
Then I realized that to get it to work in HP,of course, it'd have to be slash. Sommething vital to the Order in Grimmauld Place that Remus has to find, and his only option is to manipulate the son of its late owner, keeping him a virtual captive in the hated place while convincing him he's mad and turning the servants against him . . . oh wait, that's canon. (And I can't pick a Brian Cameron. Snape? Harry? . . . Lucius? Begone, vile plot bunnies of doom!)
Ingrid Bergman is pretty. Angela Lansbury's image has been twisted forever in my mind . . .
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Come now, Bedknobs and Broomsticks should've done that years ago.
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