Aaaargh.

[hathycol]

Nabbed from pretty much everyone...

What Will Be Your Overly Melodramatic Death? by Celaeno
Name:
Gender:
Are you beautiful?
Your death:	In a bed of rose petals (red), clutching a dagger to your breast, moments before your beloved arrives. Poor baby.
Your parting words:	"Eh. Fuck you all."
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They probably will be my last words, you know.

I've had quite a good day, all things considered. It started off terribly. Namely, I tried to do my media homework. Ha! Can't find the bloody past paper anywhere. flickerswitch, do you have a copy of the questions you can send me? I really want to get it done for revision over the weekend. Ta, love.

Anyway, I got my RADA stuff typed up, and I was about to go and look over my English when the doorbell rang. "Hmmm," I thought. "No one ever rings around when Megan is out..."

So, I answered it. Cue screaming. "ENID! SIMON! ... You're at my house."

Yes, cucharita and Simon (who I am going to get an LJ if it kills me) had turned up. At my house. Thank god I decided to shower this morning! Even if I was in skanky pants...

Anyway, they came and kidnapped me, and I ran around the house like a mad person, locking various things and dogs up. And then I basically fell out of the house, feeling like Bilbo Baggins, all unprepared with no hat or hankerchiefs. Not that I ever have those anyway...

So, out we went to Dan's house. Since I was the New Girl and painfully aware of this, I sat out and took photos a lot. Probably quite badly, I'll admit. Somewhere in the middle, I gto dragged into various shield combinations.

I should probably explain this to an awful lot of you lot. Basically, at KGV they do lots of strange things involving hitting each other with wooden swords, shields, axes and spears for some sort of recreation thing. It sounded cool. I have told Simon this many times. Dan lives in Ormskirk. I got roped in.

Does that explain it?

So, we spend a fairly large chunk of the afternoon hitting each other with wooden things. I was given the world's quickest lesson and I have no doubt that I'm utterly, utterly crap. It's extremely tiring. To any Mary-Sues listening - you cannot just pick up a sword and start hitting people! I can just about stop other people hitting me when I have a shield and a wooden stick of wood! But, yes. I seem to be able to stop people, but barely. It's tricky. I'll learn, hopefully.

I managed to get no photos taken by cunningly taking the photos myself. Wooh!

Between lots of talking about Lord Of The Rings and Discworld (I like these people), the different types of dwarves, Koom Valley and the Rohirrim, I did a scary amount of exercise, at least for me. I'm completely exhausted. My arms also ache terribly, my knuckles are bruised from too many shield hits and I have a fantastic amount of bruising on my ribs because Peanut is deadly with a spear.

Ah, I'm such a geek. And from one viewpoint it will help me with my writing. Technically.

And now I'm going to go and read fanfic and drink tea. Such is the life of me.

~Hathy_Col~

Comments

[nerd-king.livejournal.com]

>>Ah, I'm such a geek. And from one viewpoint it will help me with my writing. Technically.<<

I spent the night playing Dungeons and dragons. Next week i'm GM'ing a game of vampire/dawn of the dead crossover.

I'm sad to say i'm probably equally geeky. :O(

PS I'm a wordsmith too.

[nerd-king.livejournal.com]

Btw, Hello, i'm Gary. I'm not a scary stalker. Well, not a stalker.

Question :what's a Mary sue - a lesbian?

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

Hi. I'm Colleen, or occasionally Hathor. I'm not much of a writer - purely fanfiction, I'm afraid.

Mary-Sue is occasionally a lesbian. But rarely. It's becopme the nickname for any characters that are perfect, wonderful, tend to reflect the author's personality, are badly-written, and tend to make sure that the character bonks the author's character of choice.

Try deleterius. They're open bait there.

[flickerswitch.livejournal.com]

I'll try and remember to call ya later love, k?