I watched Chicago last night in a showing at my college. Great movie. I remember the first time I saw it in theaters I was singing all the songs for days afterwards. This time? I left the movie with the strangest urge to write Roxie/Velma femmeslash. I don't think I will though -- at least not for a while. I'm pretty certain
daylight_shadow will find a way to grievously wound me if I don't update Fighting Silence (my Harry/Draco fic) soon. Other endeavors shall simply have to wait.
After the movie I went by my sister's apartment. I got there around 9:30. Her boyfriend was there watching 24, season 2, on DVD. That show is *so addictive.* I didn't leave their apartment until I almost 2:00 in the morning. I am now thoroughly convinced that Jack Bouer is Superman. Sad to say I won't be writing any fanfiction for this show. Why? Because it has no sufficiently attractive men. Obviously.
*sigh* I miss the WB. It's the perfect network for featuring shows about, as
misswindy referrs to them, "pretty white kids with problems." I wish I had a TV.
I also wish I weren't such a lazyass. I have homework to do. It really isn't wise to start homework at midnight. My new roomate Melissa has been asking me "Do you just not like sleep?"
Apparently.
After the movie I went by my sister's apartment. I got there around 9:30. Her boyfriend was there watching 24, season 2, on DVD. That show is *so addictive.* I didn't leave their apartment until I almost 2:00 in the morning. I am now thoroughly convinced that Jack Bouer is Superman. Sad to say I won't be writing any fanfiction for this show. Why? Because it has no sufficiently attractive men. Obviously.
*sigh* I miss the WB. It's the perfect network for featuring shows about, as
I also wish I weren't such a lazyass. I have homework to do. It really isn't wise to start homework at midnight. My new roomate Melissa has been asking me "Do you just not like sleep?"
Apparently.