Good move.

[honeyspider]

Since I didn't already have enough to be doing, I went and made myself a mood set. On one hand, I feel rather acomplished, but then on the other hand I feel like smacking myself in the head for wasting that much time when I probably should be working. Blah.

I'm also meant to be writing now...which I swear I am pondering doing! *ponders* And I want to update Foxglove.... *ponders more*

I had a rather good day. Spend a portion of it wrestling my sixteen year old brother to the ground. He bites! Which I personally don't think if very manly of him. Biter. But I did manage to win. I can't remember why we were fighting, but I'm sure it was an important reason. Or it could just be cause he's a stupid, annoying, disrespectful brat. Very likely. My arm hurts. He decided his best tactic was the punch my arm until I let go.

I didn't let go.

Bwa ha! That'll teach him! Something.

And, oh god, I've rediscovered Ebay. This is not good. There's a reason I placed that self imposed ban on myself. Waaa.

Now, if you'll excuse me. I must go finish my lovely chat with dear Lestat. The prat.

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[phfa.livejournal.com]

You odd girl.

You know, I don't think I've been bitten by my brother for a long time. I did have a conversation with him and CJ about baby names though, which I think freaked me out more than it did peter, which I think freaked me out even more.

Uh oh, ebay. STAY AWAY FROM IT CIRCE! BE STRONG! REMEMBER THE FLAT! REMEMBER IT WELL!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

BUT IT HAS DVD'S!!! DO YOU REALISE HOW MUCH I NEED FARSCAPE DVD'S????

[phfa.livejournal.com]

Uh oh.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

!!!

[phfa.livejournal.com]

Be strong... but then I'm thinking what would I do, if they were like, RM DVDs (ohgodohgodohgod) and I really can't tell you not to.


Dammit.


*wants RM DVDs*

[potatoeangel.livejournal.com]

*sings Weird Al's Ebay song* I bought on ebay!! Tell me why I need that Farscapre dvd...

Heheh, congrats for beating your brother *shakes hand* Your an inspiration to all of us!! *shakes hand some more*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

Thanks! I feel so proud!

I got it on EEEEbaaaaay. Tell me why, I bought that smurf TV tray....

[phfa.livejournal.com]

Look! this is funny!

The Adventure Of The Elf Prince

Luthe and Diantha were out for a brown Valentine's walk in the classroom. As they went, Diantha rested her hand on Luthe's arm. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so colourful, Luthe was filled with slippery dread.

"Do you suppose it's worn here?" he asked quickly.

"You tired silly," Diantha said, tickling Luthe with her head band. "It's completely wonderful."

Just then, a loud elf prince leapt out from behind a koala and snogged Diantha in the belly button. "Aaargh!" Diantha screamed.

Things looked pretty. But Luthe, although he was tattered, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a lamp and, like a bolt of lightning through a cold dark stormy, wet and miserable night., beat the elf prince quietly until it ran off. "That will teach you to snog innocent people."

Then he clasped Diantha close. Diantha was bleeding sluggishly. "My darling," Luthe said, and pressed his lips to Diantha's toe.

"I love you," Diantha said pomposly, and expired in Luthe's arms.

Luthe never loved again.


D/L Forever!

[moment-of-sen.livejournal.com]

A Tangy Fruit In Time

On a jumpy and glorious morning, Bri sat on a table. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her head ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Remus to love someone with a glittery ear?

Happily, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a feathery sleepy action figure, all on a summer's day. I wish my Remus would slap me, in his own blue way..."

"Do you?" Remus sat down beside Bri and put his hand on Bri's foot. "I think that could be arranged."

Bri gasped sweetly. "But what about my glittery ear?"

"I like it," Remus said snappily. "I think it's spidery."

They came together and their kiss was like a dragon that burns fire and fear into your very soul.

"I love you," Bri said funkily.

"I love you too," Remus replied and slapped her.

They bought a cat, moved in together, and lived hungrily ever after.

[phfa.livejournal.com]

I do with Remus would slap me.... *snort* oh my dear, these are priceless.

~*~

To Well Lick

Isobel and Diantha were celebrating a lusty Valentine's Day together. Isobel had cooked a sultry dinner and they ate on the table by candlelight.

"My darling," Diantha said, stroking Isobel's breast, "I have something for you." She gave a box to Isobel. "It is but a slippery token of my erotic love."

Isobel opened the box. Inside was a curvy hot tup! She gazed at it sexily. Then she gazed at Diantha sexily. "It's nekked," Isobel said. "Come here and let me lick you."

Just then, a sexy crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a soft and furry animal hiding under the table. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a barely clad voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Diantha read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."

They stared at each other clumsily as the crone cackled some more. Isobel's stomach began to tremble. Then Diantha shrugged, pulled out a couch, and hit the crone on her boobie. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Isobel said and kissed Diantha bravely. "This is a hot Valentine's Day!"

They quickly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they licked each other all night long.

[moment-of-sen.livejournal.com]

Hit the crone on her boobie! My gosh! LOL!


Diantha and Isobel
by William Shakespeare

Enter Diantha

Isobel appears above at a window

Diantha:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the CD, and Isobel is the dragon.
Arise, flaccid dragon, and tickle the prickly cup.
See, how she leans her elbow upon her thigh!
O, that I were a glove upon that thigh,
That I might touch that elbow!

Isobel:
O Diantha, Diantha! wherefore art thou Diantha?
What's in a name? That which we call an arm pit
By any other name would smell as wibbley
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "Like a big... giant... thing that likes to do big... giant... things"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove solid.

Diantha:
Lady, by yonder prickly cup I swear
That tips on a thumbtack the sleepy beer--

Isobel:
O, swear not by the cup, the small cup,
That stroppily changes in its bendy orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise bendy.
Sweet, black night! A thousand times black night!
Parting is such purple sorrow,
That I shall say black night till it be morrow.

Exit above

Diantha:
Sleep dwell upon thine elbow, peace in thy thigh!
Would I were sleep and peace, so normally to rest!
maniacally will I to my flaccid arm pit's cell,
Its help to tickle, and my wibbley arm pit to tell.

[phfa.livejournal.com]

The Battle For The Hot Tup

On the table, Isobel licked her hot tup. She had been busy with the hot tup for hours and now wanted nothing more than a barely clad cuddle or a slippery massage from her lover Diantha.

She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her sexy Diantha appeared at the door, grinning bravely.

"Put down the hot tup," Diantha said sexily. "Unless you want me to lick that hot tup on your stomach."

Isobel put down the hot tup. She was nekked. She had never seen Diantha so erotic before and it made her sultry.

Diantha picked up the hot tup, then withdrew a couch from her boobie. "Don't be so nekked," Diantha said with an erotic grimace. "A succubus bit my breast this morning, and everything became lusty. Now with this hot tup and this couch I can sexily rule the world!"

Isobel clutched her curvy breast clumsily. This was her lover, her sexy Diantha, now staring at her with an erotic boobie.

"Fight it!" Isobel shouted. "The succubus just wants the hot tup for his own sexy devices! He doesn't love you, not the barely clad way I do!"

Isobel could see Diantha trembling clumsily. Isobel reached out her stomach and touched Diantha's boobie sexily. She was sexy, so sexy, but she knew only her curvy love for Diantha would break the succubus's spell.

Sure enough, Diantha dropped the hot tup with a thunk. "Oh, Isobel," she squealed. "I'm so barely clad, can you ever forgive me?"

But Isobel had already moved on the table. Like a soft and furry animal hiding under the table, she pressed her stomach into Diantha's boobie. And as they fell together in a lusty fit of love, the hot tup lay on the floor, sultry and forgotten.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

*snort* was that one of those generators?

[phfa.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, it was...

[phfa.livejournal.com]

Also Circe, i see you have a new background for you LJ. No more Amy Lee... except in icons.

GOOD LORD! TIS RAINING AGAIN!

*freaks* it's loudit'sloudit'sloud! What am I supposed to do Circe i don't know! Help meeeeeeeeeeee! *sobs* it's freaking me out! It's like, water, falling from the sky! Waaaa!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

*blinks* you weirdo.

also, you're talking to lestat! you're not meant to talk to him. it gives him Ideas

[phfa.livejournal.com]

*sniff* are you forbidding me from seeing him?

*sobs*


Why must everything stand in our waaaaay!??

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

Raen/Lestat! OTP!!1!

No, you don't want him. Trust me.

[lestat-lebrat.livejournal.com]

*POP*

>:-0

[phfa.livejournal.com]

Hello!

[lestat-lebrat.livejournal.com]

Hello! You're much nicer than this Diantha lady-- who frankly deserves to be popped for backchatting yellow-haired gods.

*Preens*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

Pah. I'll backchat you any time I like, Princess.

[phfa.livejournal.com]

Oh course I'm nicer, I am the Huffepuff, after all.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_honeyspider/]

*laughs*

You're so amusing.

*pinches your cheeks*