Volunteer needed!

Um. Is there any bloke in Lumos Nox who isn't either a Weasley or an (ex-)Slytherin, who'd like to snog Lee, a week or so from now? Cause Lee needs to figure out if he likes snogging guys at all, and. Yeah. Long story. Volunteers?

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sqlkfdjkslfdj tired. Laid awake for three hours after going to bed at two AM. Which, yes, means I've had all of two hours of sleep. *dies* Note to self: No more naps on Sunday afternoon!

Yo, Meryl, did you get the textslash I sent you?

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Right. Whoever sent me the Bole/Marcus textslash? Thank you. Not only did it make my insides tingle (in public, no less, and I'm sure the fucking asshole Dutch blokes sitting across me could've done with the leer I gave my cellphone, so ha!), it also quite possibly saved me from either a) throwing myself under the fucking train, or b) inflict my intense anger with Bush on the entire train. Because I was seriously thisclose to doing both. Fucker. (Details to follow.)

So, yeah. Whoever sent that? Ta, babe

I seem to have misplaced my faith in the human race.

(Disclaimish note: Below rant is targeted towards Bush and his puppet masters, not the USAian people themselves. I do know better than to hold a country responsible for their leaders.)

I am seething with righteous fury. I have never been this fucking angry in my life.

It's no secret that I have a hate-hate relationship George Bush Jr. I seriously cannot stand the fucker. I was perfectly willing to not hold the entire election debacle against him, but ever since assuming the position (and all puns are more definitely intended here) as President of the USA, he hasn't managed to make a single important decision about international politics that did not piss me off mightily.

First there was the incident where he insisted on leaving nukes at the American military base in Kleine Brogel, Belgium. Okay, fine, whatever. For reasons I still don't get or agree with, it is USA soil, and if they want to store enough nukes there to blow up my entire country, surely that's their business.

Then there was the Kyoto protocol, which pissed me off a lot more, because hi, this affects the whole of the world, several generations into the future, but well, I guess the economy comes first.

But what Bush (and/or whoever is pulling his strings) is doing with the International Criminal Court is unforgivable. And trust me when I say that I don't go throwing that word around lightly.

We are talking here about an international court that "will investigate and bring to justice individuals who commit the most serious violations of international humanitarian law, namely war crimes, crimes against humanity, and genocide, when countries cannot or will not prosecute the crimes themselves. " (USA for ICC)

Sounds like a worthwhile thing, right? Well, apparently not everyone in the Bush administration thinks so, because not only did Bush unsign the goddamn Treaty of Rome (which established the ICC), the US government is also requesting immunity from the ICC when on peacekeeping missions.

I really wish I could be calm and collected and to the point about this, but I really can't. Because it escapes me why anyone would do things like this and then be surprised that the world's public opinion of the USA isn't much. I'm sorry, you just asked to be exempts from having to respect basic human rights. And you're wondering where your PR problem lies?

And what do I read in the paper this morning? "Bush has signed a law which enables the USA to use any means necessary to free US citizens from the ICC jail." I just. There are no words. None.

I'm not usually one to get this angry about politics, and if I am I usually don't let it shine through when I vent my opinion, but in this case I have to choose between righteous fury and deadly fear, and well, it's not that hard a choice. Because the USA, no matter how much I wish they weren't, are the most powerful nation in the world right now, militarily speaking, and apparently certain people at the top believe that makes them god, or at least above the law.

And the most frightening thing is, they may very well be right.<p

More tech help needed

Um. If anyone could help, I'd be much appreciative.

Argh

Mir, pet, could you just quickly let me know when you receive Polar for beta'ing? Because I just got it returned to me, and am now sending again.

Ta.

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shakes fist at Steve*

You're not helping my mood by reminding me where we were a year ago today (report from two days after the fact), dammit!

Bah. :/

Right.

Going home now, because I just sent a text message to Fleur, basically signing my death warrant. Daddy will have me killed. Ow.

<= insane

(Then again, how would you feel if Puddlemere United's Keeper had been in your head all day, singing 256 verses of "I Am Henry the Eighth I Am"?)

*adds another notch on her belt*

And that's another person I've gotten into footballslash. >:) Now will people start writing, please?

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WHY did I agree to using this song for this scene? Fuck. I don't CARE if Jordan and I onebrained on it, I'm TEARING UP here and this is my favourite slow song and I'm CRYING and I'll NEVER be able to listen to it again without SOBBING!

More special crack

Melle: gwthealmighty: ::narrows his eyes:: cute, lee. really. :rinks another gulp and laughs a little, nudging your shoulder:: come on, mate. i'll tell you all about the snog i had with justin finch-fletchly after i got back from your place the other night.
dreds4prez: **chokes** JUSTIN? Are you MAD? You don't go snogging Draco Malfoy's boyfriend! His father could have you killed!
Fleur: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!
Fleur: FUCKING BRILLIANT!
Melle: I AM!
Fleur: YOU FUCKING ARE, MAN! GOD! JESUS! I KNEW IT ALL ALONG!
Melle: I AM JESUS, HEAR ME ROAR!
Fleur: ROAR FOR ME, JESUS!
Melle: Jesus: **ROAR**
Fleur: YOU ROAR SO WELL!
Melle: THAT'S BECAUSE I AM THE SON OF GOD!
Fleur: YOU ARE AND BOLE IS YOUR DADDY!
Melle: Jesus: "BOLE'S MY DADDY, BABY!"
Fleur: YOU KNOW IT! *spanks Jesus*
Melle: DO NOT SPANK THE MESSIAH!
Fleur: BOLE SAID I COULD!
Melle: CAN BOLE TURN WATER INTO WINE? CAN BOLE WALK ON WATER? CAN BOLE BRING THE DEAD BACK TO LIFE? I THINK NOT!
Fleur: BOLE CAN HAVE YOU KILLED!
Melle: I AM JESUS! KILL ME YOU CANNOT!
Fleur: DRACO'S FATHER CAN HAVE YOU KILLED AND YOU KNOW IT, JESUS MY LAD!
Melle: YES, WELL-- I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore, I'm laughing too hard. This is going into LJ.

Edit: AND!

Fleur: Mireille thinks we're on the special crack, man. I don't think she meant it as a compliment.
Melle: Is tht like the special bus?
Fleur: Yeah, I think it might be. Bitch.
Melle: Whee! Private tour bus!
Fleur: YES! We can see ELVIS!
Melle: WHEEE!
Fleur: YAY!!!111!!
Melle: OMG We R SOOOOOOO COOL! I [hart] u!
Fleur: NO OMG WE R KEWLIEZ!!!1111!!! I [hart] u2~!!!!!11!!! 4eva!!!11!!!
Melle: FD+SW=4EVER!!111!!!

George, Lee, and Simon&Garfunkel

*sobs*

And again

Fleur: Weird, my door just opened and shut by itself.
Melle: Oi.
Fleur: Maybe it was just Oli.
Melle: ...
Fleur: ...
Melle: ...
Fleur: ....
Melle: ...
Fleur: ...
Melle: ?
Fleur: ?
Melle: !
Fleur: Û
Melle: Eh?
Fleur: I don't know.