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(Also two posts in a single day, don't think this is a habit now!)

So, I was spending time and browsing icanhas.cheezburger.com as one does when one is bored and I found these two absolutely gems that I just couldn't not share you with you:





These amused me probably more than is healthy, but what the hell, I don't care!

OH MY GOD! WHAT IS THIS! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT MORE THAN MY NEXT BREATH! JOHN, YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING, YOU!

I'm having this crazy craving for a HP fic. If I were a writer I'd write it, but alas I'm not, so... here it goes:

I was reading fanficrants few days ago and the topic was once again HP. The rant in question had something to do with Harry and Voldemort and slightly dark!Harry (if I remember correctly) and I thought it would be absolutely hilarious if there was a crack fic where Voldemort didn't actually want to do those bad things that's been shown in canon, but was coerced to do them. I have this image of Voldie somehow being so clumsy that he accidentally murdered people and caused them harm even thought he absolutely did not want and in the end he had to just go with the flow, because people were so scared of him, while he really was just a big lug and hated to do all he did. Did I mention this would have to a crack fic?

Whew! So glad to get that off my chest. This idea has been bugging me for days now.

And if anyone of you lovely people on my flist actually know a fic like this, then I'd be more than happy and would send you endless e-cookies!

Have you by any change already met these little fellas, Pon and Zi? If not, why? If you have then this will serve as a reminder to go look at them again.

Why should you like these, you ask. Well, they are adorable:



( More art by Jeff Thomas a.k.a. azuzephre below the cut )

The artist Jeff Thomas has a DeviantArt page and his home page is here. Go and browse some amazing art!

You know the feeling when you are reading something serious or smutty or whatever and along comes this sentence. Sentence that makes you think something completely different.

Yeah, I encountered few of those yesterday. In one fic to make matters worse (well, not worse, but more hilarious). The fic in question was smutty and serious and quite good, too, but I just couldn't get pass those few sentences here and there in the fic. Because, if the sentence reminds you of lines from Monty Python, it just creates images in my head that are in contrast of the original purpose.

Example.
I associate the sentence "Would you stand up, please?" with this sketch. In the fic I was reading, this was when one character told the other to stand up so that the first one could get the other's trousers away in order the give a BJ. Ooh, the mental image. I giggled for a few minutes after reading that.

There was another one, but I can't seem to be able to find it right now. I'll ETA if I find it again.

First rule of Fight Club is one never mentions Fight Club...




WHY OH WHY CAN'T THIS BE A REAL THING!?!

So, running. Running. Rrrrrrunniiiiinnnng. Yeah, I do that. both elongating the words and running. Not at the same time though. Although.... Hmmm. So, about running. I've started running. What a stupid looking word it is. Almost like runt-ing. Damn mind! Back to the business! Not that runt-ing is a word. Hemhem! Let's start again, shall we?

So, I've started running. I needed something to do as I've got no summer job and I don't feel like doing school assigments all summer. So, running it is. The last time I was running as running for the exercise not running for the bus was mmm... about ten years ago. So, you can just imagine how my body has coped with this during this summer. Yeah, not so well. I've once again discovered muscles that I had no knowledge of and developed almost hate like feeling for my shower (the water isn't refreshing enough, damn you shower!). So all in all not very good start. But start none the less! Yay me!

Today I went shopping. I shopped 'til I dropped (what is with me today?) for some new gear and yeah! Found it. I am now a proud owner of brand new running shoes (my last ones were so bad I stopped running for almost two weeks) and new trousers that I can use til autumn. I also bought new sports bras, because my old ones were a bit small and let me tell you, it's a bit distracting to run when you notice something else bouncing along with you! So there!

Went running today after all the shopping, because apparently I still had excess energy (all gone now ) and wow! The difference was huge! I really love my new shoes. They are much more comfy than the last ones that I almost felt like I was flying. Atleast for the first half of the journey, but it's all good now, because I'VE GOT ME SOME NEW SHOES!!!

Okay, so I'm watching Doctor Who Confidential from the fourth season and guess what I just realised. That I'm so stupid for not figuring this out. It's the Midnight episode now and while I was watching it I knew there was something familiar with this Jethro character. Oh god I feel so, so stupid! Of course he's Merlin! Even I know some of the actors from that series even though I haven't watched a single episode. Now I think I propably should, 'cause he's such a cutie! You know what, I actually had to go to Wikipedia to check out the actor's name and then it just clicked and now... I'm just shaking my head and tutting to myself.

So, I was out last night with my friends. It was all like:" Hello there night air! Long time no see!" Unbelievable amount of time has passed when I'd been enjoying the "night life" here. Have to do this again. No idea when but someday again.

So, about last night. I consider it a success when I'm compared to a very popular singer in her youth. Also, it's always nice to hear that I'm the most beautiful woman in the room. Very nice in fact. I'm not certain where the whole quoting-you-song-lyrics stuff will rank. I was actually afraid he's going to burst into a song for a while. There were multiple other things, too, that I have to decide whether they were good or not. Like telling me that it's an enormous amount of hard work not to stare at my tits. And continuing that with: "Can you see that my eyes have not wandered off from your eyes? Not to your quite frankly amazing and full titties." Yeah. The jury has not reached a verdict yet.

Oh, and just so that you know nothing can come from that... I don't do men that are the same age as my father. No way. But it was very flattering listening to him babble drunkenly. It did my confidence a world of good to hear those facts. So all in all a very succesful and amusing night out.