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enamouredLate last night, I was watching PBS and Blackadder Goes Forth was on. For the first time ever, I heard Hugh Laurie (the title character from House) speak in his natural accent.
Crazy dream: the youth leader at my church was gushing over this guy she wanted me to meet. My mom asked me if I wanted to marry him. I don't remember if I gave my answer or not, but the next thing I knew, I was in a wedding dress and standing in a bathroom or a dressing room, asking where the makeup artist was. My hair wasn't done and I was worried about that too. The wedding was being held in the basement of the church I went to in North Carolina, and most of the people in attendance were friends and family of the groom--who I still hadn't seen or met. They started playing the bridal march and I wound my hair up into a bun, and linked arms with my dad. As I started walking, it hit me: this guy I'd never met or seen before was going to give me my first kiss. And I wasn't about to have that. I started to seriously reconsider, but I was also worried about disappointing everyone by turning him down at the isle. And somehow, I went all lucid dreaming and woke myself up, feeling very creeped out.
I forgot to mention that I saw The Island on Friday and that yesterday I watched the supremely weird-as-hell movie The Forgotten on DVD. And my subscriptions to People and CosmoGirl are almost up. I want to let the People one run out so that I can later subscribe to Entertainment Weekly.
So, I'm thinking if I make my community for those constantly rejected by the elite icon communities, I'd have to leave the lone elite one I'm a member of:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
takenote_icons. The irony? I applied to that community about two months after I really started making icons. Which makes me wonder. Hmm. So: viva la revolution? Yay? Yay!
Crazy dream: the youth leader at my church was gushing over this guy she wanted me to meet. My mom asked me if I wanted to marry him. I don't remember if I gave my answer or not, but the next thing I knew, I was in a wedding dress and standing in a bathroom or a dressing room, asking where the makeup artist was. My hair wasn't done and I was worried about that too. The wedding was being held in the basement of the church I went to in North Carolina, and most of the people in attendance were friends and family of the groom--who I still hadn't seen or met. They started playing the bridal march and I wound my hair up into a bun, and linked arms with my dad. As I started walking, it hit me: this guy I'd never met or seen before was going to give me my first kiss. And I wasn't about to have that. I started to seriously reconsider, but I was also worried about disappointing everyone by turning him down at the isle. And somehow, I went all lucid dreaming and woke myself up, feeling very creeped out.
I forgot to mention that I saw The Island on Friday and that yesterday I watched the supremely weird-as-hell movie The Forgotten on DVD. And my subscriptions to People and CosmoGirl are almost up. I want to let the People one run out so that I can later subscribe to Entertainment Weekly.
So, I'm thinking if I make my community for those constantly rejected by the elite icon communities, I'd have to leave the lone elite one I'm a member of:
takenote_icons. The irony? I applied to that community about two months after I really started making icons. Which makes me wonder. Hmm. So: viva la revolution? Yay? Yay!
