The wisdom of two hours sleep

[out_there]

- That I bear a resemblance to Kate Winslet, ie the girl from Titanic. (In the cold light of day, not so much. I mean, maybe a much fatter, much plainer version of her, but even then, it's a stretch.)

- That's it's probably a good thing that I can't meet all the people on my F-List, because I'd probably end up with an embarrassing amount of crushes. I don't crush on people without that spark of physical attraction, so I just think people are super-cool until I meet them and have to add damn-hot to that mental description. (Super-cool and damn-hot results in giddy-Annie.)

I mean, for instance, take celli. Brilliant, adorable (adorkable) gal with a wicked imagination and a great sense of humour? Add cute to that and I'd spend a lot of my life giggling and squealing.

*shrugs* Well, I'd spend it giggling and squealing over real people, instead of my fictional characters.

At the time, it seemed like a world-changing epiphany. Right now? It's oddly amusing. Not necessarily untrue, just amusing.

Comments

[celli]

Will it embarrass you muchly if I admit to thinking the same about you? :)

[out-there.livejournal.com]

No. Actually, that thought totally makes me grin.

At least it's not just me having this weird psuedo-crush/fannish-hero-worship/not-altogether-pure-thoughts.

Huh. And would you believe that sentence actually made sense inside my head...?

[celli]

hee! Made sense to me. :) Obviously we're meant for each other. Except for that whole thing where we live in the wrong damn countries. *pouts*

[out-there.livejournal.com]

hee! Made sense to me. :) Obviously we're meant for each other.

*sniggers* Obviously.

Except for that whole thing where we live in the wrong damn countries. *pouts*

Good point. Even the Ideal Girlfriend couldn't make me become american. (Dude. Three concepts for you. 'Bush.' 'Gun laws.' 'Jerry Springer')

And, I mean, we have Howard, Steve Irvin and... (*thinks* I can't come up with an equivalent to average people owning their own gun, but I'm sure there's something. Mosquitoes, maybe. *smirks*) so I certainly couldn't force anyone to move down here.

But, y'know, if we both ended up moving countries to somewhere livable (not too cold in winter, not too hot in summer, reasonable sized city, good public transport, laws that aren't totally insane), I'm claiming first dibs on dating-rights.

Yes, I'm claiming it. Much like getting a lift and claiming 'shotgun'. (Huh. that's a reference that will make no sense to you. "shotgun" = riding in the passenger seat, beside the driver.)

[laylee.livejournal.com]

Spamming you back!

[out-there.livejournal.com]

*giggles unrepentently*