I have just watched an Aragorn/Legolas slash video* set to the tune 'Hungry Eyes' from Dirty Dancing.

There are no words.

I don't ship Aragorn and Legolas, because I know Aragorn is in love with Arwen, and Legolas is...I don't know - doing his own thing, I guess. BUT, and it is a big BUT, Aragorn/Legolas set to Dirty Dancing is quite another ( Read more... )

It's lovely and warm in the toilet. I'd rather be in there all afternoon than in my cold room, fiddling with my dissertation.

Why, when I organize a college Mass, do seven people attend, but when someone else does, a full twenty-five turn up?

Trying to write about Gruffudd ap Llywelyn.

what do you mean, who's he? How little do you know about eleventh-century Wales, anyway?

OK, so my family went to America without me. They hung out in Washington and New York, with the time in between spent in the suburbs of Philly. They went to see Tarzan on Broadway. Without me, all of this ( Read more... )

Note to self:

Just because you were a Thundercats fan in your youth does not mean you are allowed to yell "Thundercats, ho!" and point madly when you see someone in a Lion-O t-shirt. They do not know you. They do not appreciate your noise. They do not care that you were a Thundercats fan in your youth. You are not about to become best friends, ( Read more... )

So, it seems I now am the kind of person to report loud parties to the porters. Last night around midnight, I noticed that several people were singing Oasis very loudly, and very out-of-tune, in the courtyard, and hanging out of the windows of the opposite staircase, and using foul language, and generally making nuisances of themselves. Well, I ( Read more... )

Because bad language is neither big nor clever, although sometimes appropriate:

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Disturbed that I could possibly perform Jesus Christ Superstar all by myself, for any number of observers. Sometimes, one has to admit that one knows a show too well. As in too well.

If any of my LJ friends are interested in musicals, you might like to know that I've updated my musical_reviews journal with Finian's Rainbow.

And I am really soft and slippery at the moment. I wonder what is wrong with me.

*is watching Rome*

Ohmigollygosh!

...Grief-induced lesbian sex.

...Um, okay...

*is puzzled*

Oh well, I suppose many a loyal fanbase was won by titillation. Just look at the Manic Street Preachers.

And I'm really enjoying Rome, apart from the completely-out-of-character-gay sex. I like Lucius Vorenus and Titus Pullo - especially Pullo - mainly ( Read more... )