In which Our Heroine is annoyed at farmers, cops and random people

09:30 Bloody great big demonstration in Brussels today. Farmers. Ramon said that if the farmers didn't spend three days a week in Brussels, European agriculture wouldn't be in the state it is in now. Ramon is amusing, if not quite PC.

09:37 And one of the guests here asked me which part of England I come from. I = flattered. He then informed me that my accent is rather Northern-English. The fuck?

09:57 Boy Meets Boy's Harley is wearing a Metallica T-Shirt today. Yoj!

10:13 Breckin claims there are similarities between Harry&Draco and Jitsku&Mirku. I'm trying not to listen to him.

11:26 I got ICQ, which means I'm now available on 3 chat services. I wanted to get Y!messenger as well, but it annoyed me.

13:30: From this place:

If English is your second language, get a beta reader, preferrably an honest one who knows her grammar. Supplementary: If you slept through English class, or feel you don't have a good grasp of commas, colons, etc., the same rule applies.

Feel like going on rampage. Preferably murderous one. The fucking hell? So I'm not a native speaker. I still have more of a grasp of English than 70% of America's [online] population. Fuckers. Piss off and die!

14:06 Reading online stoof on Em. Still say he's a dork. Batman? Eesh. Also annoyed at GLAAD, but that's a whole nother story.

14:14 Realise I'm being rather unproductive. Try not to care.

14:21 Picture-sharing time:
Love this one.
Awwww, he's sleeping on his boyfriend's shoulder. That's so cliche!
Um, it disturbs me that he has the same taste in food as I do.
Again: Awwww!
Ooooh ...
Combining work and play.

14:35 Going for lunch. Em-lusting will continue afterwards.

15:09 Back. Finally. Bleedin' cops locked up metrostation whwre I was buying food and magazine and I had to make a bloody great big detour before I finally got back. Assholes.

15:12 Ahhh, sweet tuna, how you drown my sorrows ...

15:14 Internet refusing to go anywhere. Rage returning. Must resist. Ammo is too expensive to waste on dimwits.

15:20 Disconnected and logged on again. Better now.

15:29 Finished tuna sandwich and donuts with chocolate icing [2]. Mimph. Still vaguely dissatisfied.

15:31 Flipping through Q magazine. Em has freckles? Dear lord. He looks adorable. And geeky. Want to lick them. So does FredMuse. Feel story coming up.

15:42 Image stuck in my head: Fred kissing Em's nose. Grar.

15:46 MSMing with Steve, detailing out NY. Bouncing in seat. Also:

Should be fun, running around New York/New Jersey with three dirty-minded young females. Muahahahahaha...
(Steve; MSM)

16:07 Steve wants to know what's so special about Eminem. Heh. See above, Steve-o.

16:10 *snark*:

I've been reading boybands stories at Nifty lately... I think I figured it out -lots of them are surely written by Patrick Bateman. You know, "he took off his blue Calvin Klein boxer briefs and put on his white Dolce and Gabbana shirt". Or something.
(Marina; RS-X)

16:15 *snark* again:

I swear they put drugs in it to make people addicted.
(Steve re McD's burger sauces; MSM)

16:20 Story still wants to be written. Going to leave early[ish] so I can catch not-so-busy train and write.

17:10 Bluddy. Eeeeevil bastard gits swamped me with work. "Could you print something for me, please?" "Can I make a phone call, please?" "Do you have a phonebook, please?" "*RIIIIING*" AAAAAAARGH! DIE!"

17:15 Going home now. Hope station will actually be open. Feh. Tonight, am going to write, clean my room, go to library, eat at McD's, write more, update my site, and read. Yeah.

Fqrmers are mah scumbois!!!!

Goddamn fucking bastard farmers! My usuql station was fucking closed when I got there, so I had to go to a different one. Then I had to wait 15 minutes for my train. Then I had to switch trains twice, each time with 10-15 minutes waits. I was a motherfucking hour later than I would've been. The bloody library was closed by the time I finally got there. Motherfuckers!

Did get some writing done, though. Going to do some research now and see if I can find a pic online of Freckled!Em.

Also

The next person who disses a person because of his or her fandom, slash or otherwise, is gonna see me go really postal. Assholes!

Success!

Found it: proof that Em has freckles.