I think I've lost my braincell.....
Jan. 2nd, 2003 01:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_again.. if I ever had one in the first place that is.
Yikes, trying to type two things at once. Don't try this at home kids. Oh, I am home. Damn. Am I a kid? That depends on whether you want physical age or mental age. Mental age, a definite yes. And I'm practising my trick of carrying on an entire conversation with myself which my friend Daniel a.k.a. Gavin finds hiliarious. Just becuase he can't do it.
Now I'm going to be serious. Or as serious as I can be at 1am which isn't very serious at all. Didn't have time for an indepth entry earlier, so will ramble on now that I've finally kicked my evil sibling off my computer. Happy New Year, or as Snucy would say, 'Merry New Year'! I had a fun New Year's Eve, lots of huggage going on, and I have a special message for Snucy: "He's a wanker: DUMP HIM" End of message. The only thing that would have made it better was snow and in the boots I was wearing snow may not have been such a good idea. Still, it was good. I can't believe 2002 went so quickly - it was definitely a 'blink-and-you'll-miss-it' type of thing. But I loved 2002 because although it had it's down points, it also had it's good points. Indulge a girl who's drunk too much Dr Pepper and let me pay homage to my favourite 2002 moments.
Merc and all the Inmates. It's been almost a year since I started posting at The Asylum and became engulfed in all the madness. I love you. I couldn't have gotten through this year without you all. For putting up with my elf-arse obessessions, for making me a Smoochy Dreamer and above all for accepting me as an Inmate. Big hugs to all you guys and I look forward to our Inmate Sleepover when we can yell, hug and throw vases in person.
Everyone at Planet Helen for being so great, putting up with my sudden urges to change everything around, finding it didn't work and changing it all back again. Thanks for not killing me when I drooled over various LotR aspects, especially slash. And thanks for putting up with my procrastinating. Live Long and Be Lazy! *Star Trek salute*
Everyone who's helped with the GamesManShip Series, notably Tom for starting it all off, Lucy for making me write more... and more... and more.... and.. you get the point and for always yelling at me for my cliffhangers. For Merc who laughed, cried and always asked for the next chapter. Love you guys.
Everyone who's encouraged my slash obessession, mainly Merc, and many other great fanfic authors, including Lady Alyssa and Random Flatmate for Bagenders. Slash forever!
Lora and Marc in Yale - for the fish, the Matrix and the toilets collapsing in our TV studio. Hugs to you guys.
To Eirual, Jai and Dru, The Nightrunners, for writing such damn good LotR fic and making me think it may be possible to write some myself. Keep up the good work.
Now I'm stopping before I go all tearful. If I ever win an Oscar/a BAFTA/an OBE then my tearful speech of acceptance will probably be about the same as this - since I'll never win any of those things I'm writing it here instead. *grins* If any of this has made sense then I'll be amazed. If any of you ran screaming the other way before you got to the end of the first paragraph then trust me, I was running screaming right besides you. I blame all this on my muses. *points at the icon* See? It says it all.
Happy New Year to you all and remember - Smile and be happy and it'll all turn out okay.
Yikes, trying to type two things at once. Don't try this at home kids. Oh, I am home. Damn. Am I a kid? That depends on whether you want physical age or mental age. Mental age, a definite yes. And I'm practising my trick of carrying on an entire conversation with myself which my friend Daniel a.k.a. Gavin finds hiliarious. Just becuase he can't do it.
Now I'm going to be serious. Or as serious as I can be at 1am which isn't very serious at all. Didn't have time for an indepth entry earlier, so will ramble on now that I've finally kicked my evil sibling off my computer. Happy New Year, or as Snucy would say, 'Merry New Year'! I had a fun New Year's Eve, lots of huggage going on, and I have a special message for Snucy: "He's a wanker: DUMP HIM" End of message. The only thing that would have made it better was snow and in the boots I was wearing snow may not have been such a good idea. Still, it was good. I can't believe 2002 went so quickly - it was definitely a 'blink-and-you'll-miss-it' type of thing. But I loved 2002 because although it had it's down points, it also had it's good points. Indulge a girl who's drunk too much Dr Pepper and let me pay homage to my favourite 2002 moments.
Merc and all the Inmates. It's been almost a year since I started posting at The Asylum and became engulfed in all the madness. I love you. I couldn't have gotten through this year without you all. For putting up with my elf-arse obessessions, for making me a Smoochy Dreamer and above all for accepting me as an Inmate. Big hugs to all you guys and I look forward to our Inmate Sleepover when we can yell, hug and throw vases in person.
Everyone at Planet Helen for being so great, putting up with my sudden urges to change everything around, finding it didn't work and changing it all back again. Thanks for not killing me when I drooled over various LotR aspects, especially slash. And thanks for putting up with my procrastinating. Live Long and Be Lazy! *Star Trek salute*
Everyone who's helped with the GamesManShip Series, notably Tom for starting it all off, Lucy for making me write more... and more... and more.... and.. you get the point and for always yelling at me for my cliffhangers. For Merc who laughed, cried and always asked for the next chapter. Love you guys.
Everyone who's encouraged my slash obessession, mainly Merc, and many other great fanfic authors, including Lady Alyssa and Random Flatmate for Bagenders. Slash forever!
Lora and Marc in Yale - for the fish, the Matrix and the toilets collapsing in our TV studio. Hugs to you guys.
To Eirual, Jai and Dru, The Nightrunners, for writing such damn good LotR fic and making me think it may be possible to write some myself. Keep up the good work.
Now I'm stopping before I go all tearful. If I ever win an Oscar/a BAFTA/an OBE then my tearful speech of acceptance will probably be about the same as this - since I'll never win any of those things I'm writing it here instead. *grins* If any of this has made sense then I'll be amazed. If any of you ran screaming the other way before you got to the end of the first paragraph then trust me, I was running screaming right besides you. I blame all this on my muses. *points at the icon* See? It says it all.
Happy New Year to you all and remember - Smile and be happy and it'll all turn out okay.
