mrv3000 | Uh, thanks Melly. I think.

Current Mood: curious
Current Music: I Alone - Live

Entry tags:

lj,
wienerdoggery

Uh, thanks Melly. I think.

Thanks to Melly, I am officially on LiveJournal (hereinafter, the "Cult").

Yes, Seth is great...blah, blah, blah.

So I spent the last, what, hour trying to set this thing up. 'Puter not working too well. Keep getting memory errors. Course, maybe I shouldn't have 57 programs open at once. All that time I should have been working on fic. Fic that I must ship back to Jojo or my butt will be kicked. And Jojo always kicks so hard. Also, personal fic that glares at me, knowing that I will never be able to write a certain scene good enough. We're having this hate-hate relationship right now. But it's easy to ignore it when doing the sequel to Dark and Stormy. Dark and Stormy II: The Hamster Strikes Back (working title).

And since certain other people provide previews of what's to come in D&SIITHSB, here's my clip:

"...where O'Neill spent an hour and a half crying in the bushes. Like a little girl."

So now that I'm part of the Cult, when do I get my tambourine?

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Oooh! Looky what I found! And it's brand-spankin'-new!

I'm gonna need a new toaster after you guys finish this fic, aren't I?

n.

Hmmm. Well, we do give pretty detailed instructions on how to convert one into a handy space heater. Jojo's in charge of the diagrams, though come to think of it, she really hasn't supplied those to me yet. Oh boy. You may want to do *something* to your toaster after this. :)

So now that I'm part of the Cult, when do I get my tambourine?

Tambourine? Hey... I didn't get a tambourine.

I want one and I want one NOW!

Wait... wait... I'm Concerned!Daniel.

Welcome to the dark side, Michelle.

Will go read fic now.

Hey - I should go ad that to my journal. Forgot about that!

Seth is Life. Seth is happiness. Seth is almighty.

I didn't get a tambourine, though. All I got were these lousy bongo drums. I want a tambournine! I do a keen Davy Jones impression.

Bongo...drums? I got nothing! Nothing, I tell you!

Oh, so it's a Davy Jones cult. Now things are starting to make a bit more sense.

No good lip-syncing hippies!