*deep breath*

I'm about to do something that makes me sad, (and extremely resentful) but it's something that has to be done. Perhaps it's prophectic that my word of the day from dictionary.com is: perfidious \per-FIH-ee-us\ adjective
: of, relating to, or characterized by faithlessness or disloyalty : treacherous. And not by me. "To every thing there is a season and a time for every purpose in the heavens." And the time on this ran out earlier today.

*takes another deep breath before finally hitting the button*

There. Tis done. I hope they keep each other company till hell freezes over.

Maybe more later. Right now I'm not in the mood.

Love, peace and jelly babies.

Clo

Okay...

Am more cheerful. Just realised eradicating all mentions of problem I was dealing with in earlier entry will be more difficult than I previously thought and have just realised the main drawback with writing fic involving friends is that when you get mighty pissed off at friend you're stuck with over two hundred thousand words in black and white involving said friend. Bugger. Have decided not to worry and simply carry and do time honoured tradition of writing out redundant characters. Yey!

Working on pirate-fic only I've been reading Smallville slash and it's influenced my writing style so the style I'm using now is subtly different from the style I was using three paragraphs ago and it is going to annoy me to hell when I'm editing I know but eh, I need to finish the damn thing first. So far 12,534 words, around 4,000 need to be seriously rewritten, 6,000 which need heavy editing and all the rest of it needs fairly dedicated editing. All-nighter at the weekend methinks. Be fun becase I'm so looking forward to finishing this pirate-fic - I have too much else to be carrying on with and as fun as Jack Sparrow is, he demands 99.9% of your attention which pisses the rest of my muses off immensely.

You know, far too many of my fics in progress involve slash or are leaning towards slash. Even Heaven and Hell which never started out with intent to be slashy is starting to get Viggo/Orli hints and I've only written three damn chapters. There's the pirate-slash of course and Game and Muse Madness... *sigh* Only reason Myth hasn't gone slashy is I haven't had the chance for it yet. *grins*

I saw Ed Wood last night! *falls off chair in delight* My brother was randomly flicking through channels then paused on UK Drama and said "You should watch this; it's a good film" and I looked up and was like "Johnny Depp! FLUFFY JUMPER!! AAHHHHH!!" and proceeded to spend the next two hours alternatively laughing my ass off, trying to hug the T.V. and melting into a little puddle on the floor. Loved it. Great film. And Johnny Depp in dangly sparkly earrings!! *dies* The mother came in halfway through and tired to work out what the hell was going on and was just like.... "It's in black and white. How can you watch something in black and white?" -_- Parents don't understand. She didn't even appreciate the genius that is Depp. Seriously, it takes a brave man to wear a jumper that fluffy. My hat is off to you Mr Depp. You can have my fluffy jumper too if you like. *coff*

I am so wanting to skip Classics tomorrow. I have it first lesson then three hours off and I *know* I won't learn anything in Classics that I can't learn by staying at home and reading the bloody book. It's so frustrating - I wouldn't *mind* going in if I was going to get something out of the lesson but all I'm going to do is end up wasting an hour and a half in a classroom and then spend three hours wandering around aimlessly since I have no homework to do, can't edit properly in the library and have been forbidden from coming home. Skipping Classics would mean I could simply go in for my two remaining lessons during which I will actually *learn* something - I tell a lie, in media I belive we're watching 'Little Caesar'. the most almightly pile of confusing gangster crap in movie history. No one has a clue what the fuck is going on and the teacher's just sitting at the computer going "Take notes! Take notes!" while we're like "Who is this guy walking onscreen, talking in an unintelligable Italian accent then vanishing for the next twenty minutes? Who are all these people? What happened to the people we were watching a minute ago? Is this movie meant to have a plot- oh look my head exploded. Bleh."

You get the point.

Could get my Edward Scissorhands DVD anytime between Saturday and Thursday. FINALLY. Am feeling sorry for poor 'The Brave' which has only one star on Amazon. Aaawww.

My dad has finally, disgustingly, pissed me off past the point of all human endurance now and I'm off to bed. I swear, some men have not evolved at all from those early cavemen who ate raw meat and went 'ug'.

me: "I swear, he's just like a three year old."
Woman: "What, he's intelligent as a three year old?!"
Me: "Only on good days."

I'm never getting married.

Love, peace and jelly babies,

Clo