
How are you?
Good, good.
I am glad.
*whistles* *shuffles feetz* *blushes*
Yeah, so...
I've been busy.
Work in the RL is kicking my arse and there isn't much going on in the Twi/Rob world worth talking about.
So, today dear ones I have a "sandwich" (if you will) of good and bad.
I am putting the bad in the middle.
For it is the rancid meat of this sandwich...
Rancid.
Putrid.
Blech.
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Good FF Rec!
I read this entire story this weekend.
It's good.
Read it.
Now...
(well after you finish this post...geez, so antsy you are...)
A War of Cynics by
greeen goldfish"Edward's intrigued by a mouthy girl in his class, but prefers his solitude. Bella tends to be judgmental, but keeps bumping into Edward and is forced to reevaluate. OOC, AH, BxE. Warning: the aftermath of date rape is discussed."
I saw this fic discussed on ADifferentForest.com and decided to check it out. Great story. I love every supporting character in greeen goldfish's storyline. Every single one and that is a rarity in any story. It's a good mix of serious, touching, sexy, and funny. It is a complete story and deserves far more reviews than it currently has. What are you reading? I don't ask this enough.
Leave me YOUR rec's in the comments.
I am looking for a few new ones to get into... 'cause I have no need for the 4.5 hours of sleep I currently get.
It's so overrated!
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Bad bad BAD baD BadddddddSpeaking of sleep! I had the most disturbing dream last night.
You all know I never dream of Rob. It's one of life's greatest jokes on me that he never visits me in my night time movies in any form...ever.
Well, I emailed my
Cutie to tell her of this horrendous travesty of a "dream" I had and this conversation transpired.
Ang to Cutie:"
So, last nights dream is even more of a slap in the face! I had a dream about frickin'.... you're gonna laugh...about that frickin' Harry Potter boy-man...stop laughing...Dan Radcliffe. I am pissed. Like really, really, really, incredibly pissed. I wasn't all smexy times but it was rather odd how "close" we apparently were... and I am pretty sure there was snogging. And I frickin' hate my dumb brain. I hate it. I want to poke it out and smoosh it. Stop laughing."
Cutie to Ang:"*slaps hand over mouth* Me? Laughing? Never! *crosses fingers behind back* Well... you are getting closer to a Rob dream. At least there is that hope right?"
Hope? Hope of vomiting...yes, there is hope of that.Ang to Cutes:"STOP LAUGHING!!!
And it's not close enough.... just because they were both born in England...oh, yeah and came out in that movie together... Still, not close enough. "
For the love of horses! WTF.
Someone photo shop Rob's head on that...Wait....
Ugh.Oh, my Robby you can't even fix this horrid, horrid vomit taste in my mouth.*brain bleach please**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Brain Bleach:akaGOOOODDDDD!Here are this weeks winners for "made Ang's girly-bitz percolate and do a drop kick on mah panties."
All I can think is UNZIP... and SO TALL.
I have no words.
Wait, I do.I have one.
FFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!
Bruises. Cuts. Scrapes.
They all just add to the over-all UNF of this man.
Check out the fingers.
Yep.
I know what you're thinking.I know... Leave your fic rec's
and
NEVER let us speak of the dream that shall not be named...but if it were to be named, it would be named Fucked Up Vomit Nightmare of Blech.
The End.