thewingedword: (at peace)

Sorry I haven't updated or responded to any comments in days, I've been rather busy.

I meant to say something about the holidays and cheerfulness and happiness... but I taped and watched the series 2 finale of Doctor Who, and now my heart is broken. Broken and dissolved into tiny, aching piles of dust. I have one empty icon slot and I need a bloody fantastic Tenth icon to fill it with, so I'm going to go look for that. Also need bloody fantastic Tenth fic so I can stop feeling like throwing myself into a pit, so if anyone has any recs, I'd greatly appreciate it.

I e-mailed Red just saying "god oh god oh god" because anything's better than crying into a pillow. I get so emotionally evolved with fictional characters, it's ridiculous I know, but the reason I sobbed for ages at the end of The Amber Spyglass is the same reason that I can fall in love with Iorek and Will, and with the Doctor for that matter, and I wouldn't trade it for emotional detachment. Not ever.

thewingedword: (Death)
For those of you who asked: [the other side of the sky] 

Also, a random but really fantastic Jack story I felt the need to pimp, because after all, what's the fun of reading if you can't share? 
Leave the Light On

I fell asleep with my hand over my heart and had some very strange dreams. I'm looking at pictures of gorgeous violins on the internet right now, apparantly because I hate myself and wish to feel pain. Not all beautiful, though, and I admit I had thought that particular shade of metallic pink impossible to achieve.
thewingedword: (The Doctor)
You forget how much you love and need your friends until you're packed like sardines, six of you on a couch meant for four at most, trying to laugh whilst holding very, very still. It's a good thing we're close friends; when my phone went off on vibrate in my pocket, Red and I felt it at the same time, we were squished so close. Master and Commander is a fantastic movie and I highly recommend it, particularly with friends who are prone to laughing with you and snarking with you and going blissfully limp at the violin/cello duets.

I need that soundtrack. NEED it.

(And now I can read, with joy, all the lovely Master and Commander fanfic [personal profile] astolat writes.)

Managed to actually mix the proper pink for my painting. I have no idea how I managed it; white and red, of course, a touch of blue, a dab of orange, whatever felt right. I get in this zone where I don't notice anything or anyone going on around me.

Had a very interesting conversation with one of my friends about religion, and I was never more happy that I was able to discuss it without getting defensive or rude or anything. (Other than telling her that she was just jealous that the Bible wasn't as funny as Douglas Adams books, which is of course completely true.)

Supernatural-wise: METALLICAR FIXED YAY! They know the fans adore that car beyond all reasoning; it got its own little montage.

Doctor Who: Finally got around to watching last week's episode, and oh wow. Werewolves in Victorian England. The Doctor in glasses. Ah, be still my heart.

FIRST SNOW OF THE YEAR! *victory dance* It was blizzarding when we went to the video store; I got snowflakes stuck to my eyelashes. Marvelous.

My friends really need to learn to restrain themselves. I have a bump on my head thanks to one person's inability to resist temptation. *scowls, but amusedly*

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