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turpsSince Friday I've been to the movies to see Hard Candy, The Fast and the Furious Tokyo Drift, twice. ( What can I say? It has hot men and women and fast cars ) and United 93. Spent all day Saturday at the Country and Steam fair, where because I'm an idiot who forgets to apply sun lotion to my chest and neck, ended up sunburned Challenge!JC red. But I did see lots of interesting stuff, like ferrets, and horses, and steam engines. Lots and lots of steam engines. In fact, you'd never believe how many different types of steam vehicles there are. Thousands of them, and they all paraded around the show ring, for hours. I now know more about steam fired rollers than I ever wanted to know. But there were also craft tents that sold onion marmalade. Man, so love that stuff, and speciality cheese with things in to make it even more delicious.
I enjoyed all the movies we saw. Tokyo Drift is pretty much eye candy with no substance to it at all, but that's all I was expecting. In the first showing we saw there was a power surge and the movie stopped in the middle and the house lights came on. We were in the biggest screen and it was almost full, so it was funny to see everyone just sitting there, looking around and wondering what the hell was going on. I think the cinema must have had a film gremlin that day, as when we saw Hard Candy earlier the preview to PoTC2 was played upside down and back to front. Personally I think Captain Jack was trying to spread demonic messages through his backwards talk ;)
We did the fathers day thing yesterday. Went to see my dad and the FiL. We were going to take James for dinner but everywhere we usually go was booked solid, which wasn't surprising, so no biggie. We ended in the cinema bar, sharing two combos between us, and that suited us fine. We dropped Corey off at mam's before seeing United 93. Man, that was a tough film to watch. It was playing in the posh screen, the one with tables between the chairs and railings for your feet in every row. I ended with one of the tipped back seats. I think back in the day you could recline the seats, now most are always upright except for a few in the reclining position, which is what I had. It was very comfy but I seemed a long way from James.
Which is probably a good thing as he's caught my cold. Of course it's not just a cold. No, this morning he informed me he had man flu. Apparently the symptoms of man flu consist of telling anyone in earshot you're dying, 78276882635 times. Pathetically asking for tissues, drinks, painkillers, toast, seven golden eggs and a pony. Also, the first words of the day must be 'I feel like crap' Man flu. As if, more like yesyouhaveacoldandyou'dgetsympathyifyou'djustshutup!
Anyway, yes. I said I'd sum up the crackfic poll, and I shall. But first I need to go to school, but before that, have some trickc drabbles generated from the drabble matic which are right behind
Luminous Lang Syne
Chris sipped aggressively at his drink and stood luminous behind a flex. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel glowing and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how spiky his leg got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Chris knew very well why he was at the party: to see JC.
Ah, JC. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his innocent ear made Chris's heart beat like a peaceful cat lying basking in the sun.
But tonight everyone was masked. Chris peered brazenly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was JC. There, he thought, the man over by the spoon, the sparkly one with the lobster mask. It had to be JC. No one else could look so cunning, even in a lobster mask.
He began to walk Chris's way and Chris started to panic. What if he actually talked to Chris?
JC came right up to Chris and Chris thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," JC said slowly. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the lamp," Chris said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so beautiful.
Just then, a huge voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Chris's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that JC might ...
"Happy New Year!"
JC swept Chris into his arms, bent him on the beach, and kissed Chris hopelessly, slipping him the tongue and groping his ass.
Chris could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out throatily and pulled JC's mask off his face. It was JC! "I knew it was you," Chris said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," JC said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Chris watched him go. He would be right back, Chris was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.
To Brazenly Moan
Chris and JC were celebrating a pearly Valentine's Day together. Chris had cooked an innocent dinner and they ate on the beach by candlelight.
"My darling," JC said, stroking Chris's ear, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Chris. "It is but a spiky token of my huge love."
Chris opened the box. Inside was a luminous lamp! He gazed at it aggressively. Then he gazed at JC aggressively. "It's sparkly," Chris said. "Come here and let me moan you."
Just then, a cunning crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a peaceful cat lying basking in the sun. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a glowing voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
JC read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other hopelessly as the crone cackled some more. Chris's ass began to tremble. Then JC shrugged, pulled out a spoon, and hit the crone on her leg. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Chris said and kissed JC slowly. "This is a beautiful Valentine's Day!"
They throatily burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they moaned each other all night long.
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I enjoyed all the movies we saw. Tokyo Drift is pretty much eye candy with no substance to it at all, but that's all I was expecting. In the first showing we saw there was a power surge and the movie stopped in the middle and the house lights came on. We were in the biggest screen and it was almost full, so it was funny to see everyone just sitting there, looking around and wondering what the hell was going on. I think the cinema must have had a film gremlin that day, as when we saw Hard Candy earlier the preview to PoTC2 was played upside down and back to front. Personally I think Captain Jack was trying to spread demonic messages through his backwards talk ;)
We did the fathers day thing yesterday. Went to see my dad and the FiL. We were going to take James for dinner but everywhere we usually go was booked solid, which wasn't surprising, so no biggie. We ended in the cinema bar, sharing two combos between us, and that suited us fine. We dropped Corey off at mam's before seeing United 93. Man, that was a tough film to watch. It was playing in the posh screen, the one with tables between the chairs and railings for your feet in every row. I ended with one of the tipped back seats. I think back in the day you could recline the seats, now most are always upright except for a few in the reclining position, which is what I had. It was very comfy but I seemed a long way from James.
Which is probably a good thing as he's caught my cold. Of course it's not just a cold. No, this morning he informed me he had man flu. Apparently the symptoms of man flu consist of telling anyone in earshot you're dying, 78276882635 times. Pathetically asking for tissues, drinks, painkillers, toast, seven golden eggs and a pony. Also, the first words of the day must be 'I feel like crap' Man flu. As if, more like yesyouhaveacoldandyou'dgetsympathyifyou'djustshutup!
Anyway, yes. I said I'd sum up the crackfic poll, and I shall. But first I need to go to school, but before that, have some trickc drabbles generated from the drabble matic which are right behind
Luminous Lang Syne
Chris sipped aggressively at his drink and stood luminous behind a flex. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel glowing and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how spiky his leg got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Chris knew very well why he was at the party: to see JC.
Ah, JC. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his innocent ear made Chris's heart beat like a peaceful cat lying basking in the sun.
But tonight everyone was masked. Chris peered brazenly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was JC. There, he thought, the man over by the spoon, the sparkly one with the lobster mask. It had to be JC. No one else could look so cunning, even in a lobster mask.
He began to walk Chris's way and Chris started to panic. What if he actually talked to Chris?
JC came right up to Chris and Chris thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," JC said slowly. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the lamp," Chris said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so beautiful.
Just then, a huge voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Chris's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that JC might ...
"Happy New Year!"
JC swept Chris into his arms, bent him on the beach, and kissed Chris hopelessly, slipping him the tongue and groping his ass.
Chris could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out throatily and pulled JC's mask off his face. It was JC! "I knew it was you," Chris said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," JC said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Chris watched him go. He would be right back, Chris was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.
To Brazenly Moan
Chris and JC were celebrating a pearly Valentine's Day together. Chris had cooked an innocent dinner and they ate on the beach by candlelight.
"My darling," JC said, stroking Chris's ear, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Chris. "It is but a spiky token of my huge love."
Chris opened the box. Inside was a luminous lamp! He gazed at it aggressively. Then he gazed at JC aggressively. "It's sparkly," Chris said. "Come here and let me moan you."
Just then, a cunning crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a peaceful cat lying basking in the sun. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a glowing voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
JC read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other hopelessly as the crone cackled some more. Chris's ass began to tremble. Then JC shrugged, pulled out a spoon, and hit the crone on her leg. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Chris said and kissed JC slowly. "This is a beautiful Valentine's Day!"
They throatily burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they moaned each other all night long.
Another 23 and I could finish
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Date: 2006-06-19 02:50 pm (UTC)Hi.
Sorry to hear about the summer colds and the sunburn. :( But sounds like you had a decent weekend anyway, I miss going to the movies.
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Date: 2006-06-19 02:53 pm (UTC)Heeee!! These are great. I also really enjoyed it when Chris's ass began to tremble.
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Date: 2006-06-19 05:10 pm (UTC)Heeee, I would have loved to see that, not to mention watch everyone's reactions :-)
IIRC this is the second time this summer you've forgotten to use sun lotion. *looks sternly at you* That is Not Good for your skin! You must Take Care of yourself!
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Date: 2006-06-19 10:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-19 11:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-20 10:58 am (UTC)*waves*
'ullo
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-22 05:57 pm (UTC)I so liked Tokyo Drift, I was wallowing too *g*
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Date: 2006-06-22 10:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-22 10:18 pm (UTC)*waves at you*
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Date: 2006-06-22 10:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-22 10:21 pm (UTC)It was so funny. I thought it was a new preview until Jack started to run upside down and back to front.
Yeah, I deserve a slap on the hand about the sunscreen. I know better but it totally slipped my mind.
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Date: 2006-06-22 10:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-22 10:23 pm (UTC)