The delusions of a Victorian-overdosed mind.

...There was tennis fic on my flist a minute ago. Parents called. Talked to them for a few minutes. Hung up. Clicked on fic.

'No such entry'.

Clearly I've spent too long in Egypt with the Victorian travel writers, pondering the implications of reversing the harem system and filling them with men instead of women. The logistics and such actually make a lot more sense that way. Really. Of course you'd have to have succession through the female line, because otherwise there'd be chaos and carnage and concubine rebellions but it'd work far far better than having a million bastard children running around, just waiting to overthrow you. It's my sekritplan to have women rule the world, or perhaps I just really want my own harem filled with the pretty... Not that I just said that. Um.

Or you know, maybe the Victorian-British conquer-all-in-our-path-and-if-it's-not-in-our-path-then-take-a-bloody-detour mentality is rubbing off on me. God, we really were complete wankers. "WE ARE THE MOST AWESOME. ALL YOUR HEATHEN BASE ARE BELONG TO US." *insert politely British evil laughter*

Glad we grew out of it. *cough* Um. Yeah. ;)

edit: On a sort-of-not-really-related note, ever since watching Bring It On the other day I've had "Be agreessive! Be be agressive, be agressive!" running on a loop through my head. Argh, Kirsten Dunst, you know not the mental trauma you're causing.

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kindoftrouble, a weirdly specific question. In the Isle of Man Top Gear episode, where they test the baby Aston, the BMW, the Porsche 911 and go fishing, do you have any idea what the music it is that plays when they first show the Porsche? I *know* it and it's so *frustrating* that I can't remember.

This is probably a lost cause. :) Just thought I'd ask. :)

Why am I not feeling well? Wtf? I'm blaming the banana I ate earlier. First banana in years and it makes me ill. *eye roll*

EDIT: I'm trying to colour co-ordinate my flist, because everyone seemed to be ending up white and I kept mixing people up. *facepalm* Simply fixing the colours would've solved many moments of bafflement but *no*, it had to take me this long.

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One last thought before I have to go to bed in time to get up early tomorrow; Mardy Fish would make a very pretty girl. Actually two related thoughts; I scandalously have no Mardy icons.

But still. He is quite unnervingly pretty.

I promise to catch up... well, sometime tomorrow maybe. Mondays are my insanest day and I have too much work that I didn't do today to catch up on, so eh. Back sometime. Talk amongst yourselves and all that. ;-)

And also, pretty. Mmmm. Who volunteers to kidnap him for the Tennis Slasher harem?