...That movie's the worst kind of crack, really--pretty people and costumes and only the flimsiest shreds of plot to get in the way of all that eyeliner:) Ooog. I am a bad, shallow Maus, but a Maus who wants to wear all that red velvet...all at once...
So today I stuffed "Queen of the Damned" in my backpack to read on break, just for old time's sake. Heh.
There's nothing like a good old vampire book when you're fighting some kind of virusy sinusy thing.
(I don't feel sick, exactly...just the sinuses being funky at me. I'm bombing myself with echinacea and whatnot just to be sensible.)
Oh, I meant to do this before--my friend Morgan's got a great new blog I meant to put up before--I'm way behind in this kind of thing. But here it is now: Fatgrrl.com, a good place for ranting and raving and most excellent Deep Thoughts...
So there you are:)
So today I stuffed "Queen of the Damned" in my backpack to read on break, just for old time's sake. Heh.
There's nothing like a good old vampire book when you're fighting some kind of virusy sinusy thing.
(I don't feel sick, exactly...just the sinuses being funky at me. I'm bombing myself with echinacea and whatnot just to be sensible.)
Oh, I meant to do this before--my friend Morgan's got a great new blog I meant to put up before--I'm way behind in this kind of thing. But here it is now: Fatgrrl.com, a good place for ranting and raving and most excellent Deep Thoughts...
So there you are:)