Heard at the Cla-zel theater tonight

At the very end of the Moulin Rouge credits: This is a story about truth, something, something...and love.
Me: Oh! NOW I get it!

Hee. I amused Jester, the guy who runs RHPS on Saturdays, so I feel special now.

The movie was kickass and Ewan was pretty and they all sang well.

I feel vaguely productive today. Got some site stuff done and a few other things. Tomorrow I am going to either find my damned checkbook or determine that it is at home and make plans to get my money order for the doujinshi on Monday and e-mail Sumire with my plans. And play DDR some more. And study. >.<

Damn, Ewan has a sexy voice. Can't I have him for my own?

*yawn* Me tired. Shall sleep now.

To-do today

Not necessarily in this order:

*Brush hair. Get dressed.
*Read Volti text
*Download guide and study for photography test
*Write oopsfic
*Eat
*Watch beginning of Fushigi Yuugi as reward for work

Quotefulness

VorfeedRah: The lack of capitialization creates an air of mystery about the fic. Namely, "What could be wrong with his shift key?"

Becky: I'm just going to be a hunter-gatherer when I grow up.

Becky: We've talked about your impulse buying problem.
Me: I don't have an impulse buying problem.
Becky: Yes, you do. You keep buying stuff for yourself instead of me.

VorfeedRah: Thanks to the ficmuses, for all your help... especially Jaina, for betareading above and beyond the call of filthy smut.
JainaX: And that call is "Oh! Harder! Faster!"

lilturtle: I am hungry. Maybe it is time for coffee.

Ryoko Meino: heh...cnn just said that those who download music illegally off the internet were 'chided' at the grammys last night.
SailorSnark: I heard a little bit about that
Ryoko Meino: they can chide all they want...i can't hear them while playing my mp3's loudly

VorfeedRah: You said, "upper echelon". In a lemon review ^__^
SailorSnark: Does that make me intellectual?
VorfeedRah: Yes, it does. It makes me giggle.

Val: I am a dainty bitch.

Val: Someday I'm going to step on a child and make it look like an accident.