Unspeakable acts and stupidity.
I had to really laugh at myself this morning.
Last night I set up my download manager to download from a web site between 7am and 1pm. I forgot to grant the programme permission to connect to the Internet so... heh... How silly of me :-D
This article about the possibility of the Anglican church aligning with the Catholic church under the Pope had this to say which made me giggle for about ten minutes: "The 36 primates at the gathering will be aware that the Pope, while still a cardinal, sent a message of support to the orthodox wing of the Episcopal Church of the US as it struggled to cope with the fallout after the ordination of the gay bishop Gene Robinson." So the thirty-six monkeys are aware of the Pope's stance against homosexuality... hehe. (Yes I'm well aware that 'primate' also means the highest ranking bishops).
Why is the church so against the idea of having women priests/vicars? Why did so many vicars leave the Church of England and be ordained in the Catholic church over the issue? I don't understand why it is such a sore point. Actually 'primate' seems a completely appropriate word for the high ranking bishops...
Aww, poor dolphin.
A sideways travelling bike? What a completely stupid idea!!!! *watches video* but very amusing... hehe.
Apparently, hugs are good for the health of your heart... but it only seems to apply to women (sorry guys.)
Oh, this is in response to a Harry Potter challenge by my friend Harry. Make Luna cry.
Title: Tears of a Clown
Rating: U
Fandom: Harry Potter
Synopsis: Why is Luna crying?
"Luna, why are you crying?"
She held out the magazine she was clutching and Hermione took it from her. She blew her nose loudly and went back to sobbing loudly. Hermione glanced down at the article (desperately trying to ignore the florescent yellow handkerchief that glowed every time Luna blew into it.)
'CRYING FOR FIVE MINUTES A DAY KEEPS SOUL VAMPIRES AT BAY'
She looked back at Luna and sighed. At least it wasn't the rotten socks for combating sock Faries again.
And this is another little Holmes drabble, dedicated to nekosmuse
Title: The Train Journey
Rating: U
Synopsis: In the seclusion of a first class carriage, Watson and Holmes take part in an unspeakable act.
It was a common enough occurrence for Sherlock Holmes and his friend Dr Watson. Travelling across the country in the first class carriage of a train, they were seated as usual - Holmes across from Watson with his legs crossed at the ankles and hat pulled down low over his eyes. Watson fidgeted slightly and broke the silence.
"You enjoy it really." He said, referring to their earlier argument.
"No."
"It passes the time."
"I said no."
"Please?" Watson looked at him with that puppy dog expression that Holmes had never been able to refuse.
Holmes sighed, "oh all right."
Watson clapped his hands in apparent glee. His eyes scanned the carriage. He licked his lips in eager anticipation.
Hidden under the brim of his hat, Holmes rolled his eyes. With a smooth motion he sat upright and pushed his hat back. He regarded his friend for a moment, poised in that ever ready state of excitement.
"Are you ready?" Holmes teased gently.
"Oh for God's sake, get on with it!" Watson snapped.
"Well, as long as you're ready." He cleared his throat. Watson leaned forward in his seat in eager anticipation.
"I spy with my little eye something beginning with..."
Last night I set up my download manager to download from a web site between 7am and 1pm. I forgot to grant the programme permission to connect to the Internet so... heh... How silly of me :-D
This article about the possibility of the Anglican church aligning with the Catholic church under the Pope had this to say which made me giggle for about ten minutes: "The 36 primates at the gathering will be aware that the Pope, while still a cardinal, sent a message of support to the orthodox wing of the Episcopal Church of the US as it struggled to cope with the fallout after the ordination of the gay bishop Gene Robinson." So the thirty-six monkeys are aware of the Pope's stance against homosexuality... hehe. (Yes I'm well aware that 'primate' also means the highest ranking bishops).
Why is the church so against the idea of having women priests/vicars? Why did so many vicars leave the Church of England and be ordained in the Catholic church over the issue? I don't understand why it is such a sore point. Actually 'primate' seems a completely appropriate word for the high ranking bishops...
Aww, poor dolphin.
A sideways travelling bike? What a completely stupid idea!!!! *watches video* but very amusing... hehe.
Apparently, hugs are good for the health of your heart... but it only seems to apply to women (sorry guys.)
Oh, this is in response to a Harry Potter challenge by my friend Harry. Make Luna cry.
Title: Tears of a Clown
Rating: U
Fandom: Harry Potter
Synopsis: Why is Luna crying?
"Luna, why are you crying?"
She held out the magazine she was clutching and Hermione took it from her. She blew her nose loudly and went back to sobbing loudly. Hermione glanced down at the article (desperately trying to ignore the florescent yellow handkerchief that glowed every time Luna blew into it.)
'CRYING FOR FIVE MINUTES A DAY KEEPS SOUL VAMPIRES AT BAY'
She looked back at Luna and sighed. At least it wasn't the rotten socks for combating sock Faries again.
And this is another little Holmes drabble, dedicated to nekosmuse
Title: The Train Journey
Rating: U
Synopsis: In the seclusion of a first class carriage, Watson and Holmes take part in an unspeakable act.
It was a common enough occurrence for Sherlock Holmes and his friend Dr Watson. Travelling across the country in the first class carriage of a train, they were seated as usual - Holmes across from Watson with his legs crossed at the ankles and hat pulled down low over his eyes. Watson fidgeted slightly and broke the silence.
"You enjoy it really." He said, referring to their earlier argument.
"No."
"It passes the time."
"I said no."
"Please?" Watson looked at him with that puppy dog expression that Holmes had never been able to refuse.
Holmes sighed, "oh all right."
Watson clapped his hands in apparent glee. His eyes scanned the carriage. He licked his lips in eager anticipation.
Hidden under the brim of his hat, Holmes rolled his eyes. With a smooth motion he sat upright and pushed his hat back. He regarded his friend for a moment, poised in that ever ready state of excitement.
"Are you ready?" Holmes teased gently.
"Oh for God's sake, get on with it!" Watson snapped.
"Well, as long as you're ready." He cleared his throat. Watson leaned forward in his seat in eager anticipation.
"I spy with my little eye something beginning with..."