*giggles*

Now see, *I'm supposed* to be going out tomorrow. Shopping or something or wherever the hell we end up. And Lucy commanded me to be awake at half ten so she could ring and we'd sort it out. So I should be in bed if I even want to remotely wake up that early. But right now PotC slash looks much more interesting than sleeping. So sod sleep. What else is coffee for anyway if not to wake you up at ridiculous hours of the morning?

Was watching Alien 3 earlier and I got so depressed with all the people dying that I tuned out half way through. The first two were good and the little I remember of Alien Ressurection was okay but Alien 3 was just utterly depressing. I like films that have *happy* endings. And happy beginnings for that matter. Or at least *some* measure of happiness. Or at least fun slashy moments that I can piss everyone off with by pointing them out.

I need.... essays. Gotta write a Shakespeare essay sometime this week. And a review of Shakespeare in love. *sighs* When can't we study films with lots of delicious slash for me to corrupt my English class with? Or at least pirates or car chases or .... I don't know, something I can go on about in a review. Romantic movies are no fun to review. *sighs*

Right am heading slash-wards for a while. Maybe I'll think about bed in an hour or so.

G'night!

Clo

*smiles*

I want to dance to this song. Never mind the fact I can't dance. It's just so pretty it makes me wish I *could* dance. So glad I bought this Enya album today.

Went shopping. Spent far too much money in Lush but came out of the shop smelling great. ^__^ Bought lip balm and now I want to eat it. There was this one, honey scented soap and I sniffed it and had to bite my tongue to stop myself licking it. It smelt of toffee apples and honey and all that is good in the world I swear. I should have bought some but I ended up getting some fun shampoo, exfoliating goo stuff and rose-scented bath bubbly soap. Such a great shop.

Uh... me and Lucy went briefly insane. Let me explain; she spotted this great silky nightie in La Senza, it was all short and had laces up the side and came with a thong. Then Lucy made a crack about Matthew Bellamy and a big bed and the nightie, then I sort of, kind of referred to Matthew Bellamy wearing the nightie instead and everything went pear-shaped. It was going great until she mentioned Arnold Schwarzenegger in conection with the nightie and I became traumatised for life. She said and I quote:

"Big guy.... big guns...... small nightie!"

So yeah. Imagining movie stars wearing the nightie is mildly disturbing. Especially the fact that it looks quite good on Orlando Bloom. Curse my imagination! *shakes head*

Went to bed at about 3am last night and I looked out the window and it was all windy and moonlit. ^__^ It was so pretty! I sat there for about half an hour trying to spot all the constellations and listening to the trees in the wind. Really really pretty. Plus I was willing next door's canopy-tent thing to blow away but it only blew over. ^___~

I think I may fic for a while. People are right; Enya is good for inspiration. Must buy more Enya cds!

Love, peace and jelly-baby scented soap,

Clo