YESSSS!!

Behold the Guinnessness of my fucking journal! Bow to eviltwin737 and her fucking brilliant talents! I love her to pieces and I want to have millions of her babies!

Ahem. Sorry. Got carried away.

( Something else Irish to kick off the new LJ. Not work-safe. )

FuckCount: 3

Ow.

My tongue hurts.

I've decided not to go to bed, since I have to be awake in an hour anyway, and if I go to sleep now, I'll never wake up. Sonja Logic™.

I've also decided that I shall entertain you with more George Carlin quotes. Yay for you!

( George Carlin said these things. Really! He did! Don't look at me like that, you arsehole. )

Another thing: What's with all the paranoia in fandom these days? Everyone's friends-locking their shit and asking not to be archived. Granted, a lot of what's being put out these days is shite, and it won't be archived anyway, but WTF mate? Do people suddenly think that the actors might find it and be offended? I'm sure they have better things to do than surf LiveJournal looking for smut about themselves. They have their mates do it, don'tcha know. Oh well. If someone famous does find my stuff, I hope they are entertained.

FuckCount: 1

Some things about today.

First: Interview. I actually got my fucking interview this morning. Now I have to go to another interview on Wednesday, because apparently this was only a preliminary one. Good news, though, cos not everyone gets a second interview.

Second: Weird Orli dreams. When I came home, I took a nap. During said nap, I had three seperate dreams about Orlando Bloom. I know they were seperate because I woke up between them. I think.

( Dream the First. )

( Dream the Second. )

( Dream the Third. )

Finally: ( a meme. )

FuckCount: 2

Hah.

I've been sitting here in my knickers and bra for nearly an hour, and I just realised it. Oh, shit. I kill me.