riverdresses: (dw ☄ eight ;; time will waste you)
The first cup of China Gunpowder green tea + Withnail & I = inexorably linked in my mind.

(I think it was because I drank so much the first time . . . okay usually whenever I'm watching it. Or rather, I like to write my Eight smut with that a cup of that tea by my side. It feels very right, somehow.)

snip.whinge.snip.whinge. )

So, as you imagine, I took it well, even if I was pretty insulted by being offered fifty fucking cents for three DVDs I'd never WATCHED AT ALL, so I was in a very bad mood for the rest of the day. I feel a little better now - tea & a watching of Withnail & I while picking Eight porn up on Teaspoon will do that for me, but still.

Sigh. I really could have used that money. Fuckery.


&;

I'm finally back into the swing of Eight audios! I stopped literally halfway & seven minutes into The Last, but I finished it yesterday & last night/this morning, I finished Minuet in Hell & today, started Caedroia.

The Last )

Minuet in Hell )

Caedroia, quick thoughts )

& because I got around to snagging . . . a few pictures from a LEGENDARY picspam [livejournal.com profile] infinitejoys did of all the Doctors (ALL OF THEM) in non-Doctor roles, I'd like to share a few of Paul McGann looking quite lovely in some of my favourites.

(& in the last one . . . he makes those specs look rather sinister. OR, he looks like he's playing something of a very Humbert Humbert role . . . WHATEVER, I'M NOT OVERLY INTERESTED IN SPECIFICS, EITHER WAY, IT IS SEXY. & no, most of those caps aren't still open in my tabs, why would you think that?)

BUNNY/KITTY SUMMIT '09 BEGINS SATURDAY AFTERNOON. ::FLAILS & DIES FROM EXCITEMENT::

'cause I know I'm the cursed one. I know I'm meant to die. Everyone else can watch as their dreams untie, so why can't I?
riverdresses: ([dw] four+romana ii ;; hold on to me)
O, today was a splendid day, for so many little reasons! Yes, little reasons, my darlings. Perfect petit fours of reason!

But first, I shall update you on my dinner last night!

 )

Anyway. today!

Today, I practised a bit of Withnail fashion, & save for my shoes (o, even my blue satin flats failed me, at least in my opinion!), I think I accomplished it damn well! & I found the delights & singular trouble of wearing a cravat - they're wonderfully easy to get used to, but if your bra strap starts falling down, you're a bit screwed, as you're all buttoned up & can't pull it up very easily! But other than that, it was a joy!

I swear, I'll bring it back, people. Just watch!

(& yes, the fashion influence & style post will come tomorrow, since it's so late here now!)

I've also started getting all of the Six & Charley audios currently available - I have The Condemned, The Doomwood Curse & The Return of the Krotons so far & The Brotherhood of the Daleks is next. Yes, I haven't finished the Eight&Charley audios yet, but I want to be prepared. & I love my Charley! Which is why I'm braving Six audios for her! There's little I wouldn't brave for my favourite Edwardian adventuress, you know.

& o, I saw the most amusing thing whilst I was on my way to the bus stop! I left the bookshop & the first thing I saw in front of me was a little Asian woman carrying two live chickens in a little rolling backpack behind her. Live chickens! Their heads were moving & everything!

& the first thing that came to mind?

'Eat it? Fucker's alive!'

I started giggling a bit & got rather amused looks from the two men in front of me. I couldn't help it! & on the day I'm in Withnail fashion & all, down to my flappy coat & I see two live chickens in a sack right in front of me! What are the odds of that happening on that particular day, sweetlings, I ask you honestly!

Therapy went nicely today - my therapist surprised me with a little bouquet of purple irises for my birthday!! She said she wanted to get me ' a little something, since it's a big birthday for me'. How sweet was that of her? I was really very touched.

& purple! My favourite colour! (or one of them, rather, but yay purple!)

I also had good news from my mummy about the kitty's trip to the vet today. She said they told her that he was the bravest, kindest & most well behaved boy all through his tests. I was so happy to hear that!

Anyway, they did the tests & we should have the results in a few days. I am a little nervous, but I'm trying not to think about it. I'm just glad my fluffything didn't maul anyone at the vet's! (though I wouldn't totally have blamed him - he couldn't eat before his tests, so Mother couldn't feed him this morning, then he got stuffed in a box & taken on the bus. Lesser kitties might have become vicious upon release! But we raised a good kitty. ::nods::)

& upon looking at the clock, my birthday is officially in twenty-four hours now. Nervous, yes, but I'm just trying to not think on it, as with kitteh's test results.

I wonder what the weather will be like tomorrow. I'd like to try my hand at a bit of Eight-esque fashion (I really liked the cravat! What can I say?), but I have no decent waistcoat. (I actually don't like them, but I'm going to look about & try to be more open-minded about them. My mother made me wear really ugly ones when I was a girl & ever since then, I've hated them.) Perhaps I'll try & find a decent one downtown this weekend, even though I can't spend very much money.

Mother wasn't feeling well earlier, so I think I'll check up on her in a bit. Nothing serious, she just said she had a fuzziness in her head. I rather hope she didn't pick something up; I don't want to be sick either. Never mind, she's in bed now.

& also, my brain, or certain muses-that-have-no-proper-name-but-shall-remain-nameless-nevertheless really need to stop hanging Zagreus/Charley ideas in front of me. I'm really trying not to write that & I still keep getting ideas! O! My mind & certain muses stuffed with anti-time are just infuriating at times, really!

Edit: A few days old, but FUCK, MAN, THE LOLZ.

Violence and Controversy Mar Groundhog Day

(fuck the 'official ceremonies', cherryblossom trees are exploding into pink bombs here in the city & trees are getting leaves. To me, THAT'S EARLY SPRING!)

& something smells like it's burning in my room . . . but nothing's on fire & I don't have any candles or incense lit. WHUT.

abandon hope all who enter here

Elizabeth (Betsy). Twenty-two, almost twenty-three, but perpetually seventeen. Whirls back & forth between vulgarity & delicacies like a dervish proper & has been known to disappear for months on end. Worshipper of Carroll, devotee of Lovecraft & BPAL hoarder absolute. Destined for the madhouse.

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