( Pretty boy )
Hey, Jeanne? Your turn again. *cackles*
The one certainty in war is that in an hour, maybe two, you either still be alive or you'll be dead.
(Lt TC McQueen; Space: Above and Beyond)
( Sometimes )
God, I hate them.
Hey Elfie, can I be chibi!Lee? I'm already making icons and everything. (Threesomes!)
Brain wants to write yet even more War!Marcus/Lee. Argh. I'm never going to be able to make this into an actual story, but I like doing the drabbles.
Good thing o' the day: Got random free snack food in the station this morning. Yay promotional teams!
Bad thing o' the day: Got pushed over by stuid business man on the way to the station. The fuck, yo? I hate middle-aged men.
*laughs hysterically* They know me so well!
Lee is a pudding that has a built-in alarm clock! It disposes of kitchen waste.
Melle: "A PUDDING! Ahahaha!"
Lee: *eyes George* "Kitchen waste, hm?"
Marcus is a hi-fi that looks bigger than it really is!
Oliver is a fax machine that stays sharp forever! It comes with its own storage kennel and traps mice in a humane fashion.
Melle: *cracks up* "There. Are. No. Words."
Edit: Howling. With. Laughter.
Snape is like a normal pot plant, but it recites haiku.
Nyree: I only had a very weak grip on what [Alicia] was talking about to start with. I currently have none whatsoever.
Melle: I know! I'm just sitting here going "... Lee?"
Nyree: "Come back! Come back to earth, it's not too late!"
Melle: This whole conversation took a detour off the highway of reality, man.
Nyree: Definitely. "Goodbye sanity, my old friend..." She should never have offered to buy him porn.
Melle: Oh, yeah. Absolutely.
Melle: Although, Lee had a point about the disappearing porn.
Nyree: Yeah, but I still think George would have his own collection.
Melle: He also has his own clothes. Doesn't stop him from stealing Lee's.
Nyree: yes, true.
Nyree: But, Lee's porn wouldn't smell of Lee. Well... ugh, I won't finish that.
(AIM, as Lee and Alicia have the Weirdest Conversation Ever (c))
And you should always have opinions. Especially when you agree with me. ;)
(Katie; LJ comment)
Melle: (re: stupid War!Marcus/Lee) ... and WHY AM I WRITING THIS?
Elfie: Because your brain tumor tells you to, of course. ^^ Well, and me. I tell you to, as well, though I don't think I'm more convincing than a brain tumor.
(LJ comments)
I fear my brain.
