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Jun. 19th, 2004 08:40 pmStolen from
girlfromsouth:
Give me 1000 comments in this entry. Or whatever, really. YOU, in particular, don't have to supply the whole 1000, but a tiny contribution would be nice. Then let me know if you post this in your journal and I'll return the favor.
Dudes, so this is your chance to spam me with anything! Pictures, lyrics, the word SPAM over and over. Feel free to tell me something about yourself, or screen your comments. Do whatever you want! It's all up to you.
Okay, so I realise 1000 is a tall number so just spam away and we'll see where we get up to. Please entertain me!
Entertain me while I tackle inability to make words come out right and try to get some of these ficathon entries done... You could tell me what strange pairings you're into, since I've been thinking lots about unconventional shipping today. Or anything. Go on.
Also contemplating a game of tag where the first person writes a drabble - 100 words or less - with a pairing and a word or requirement at the end, and the next person writes that one. Might try to instigate a game of that later tonight if the ficathoning goes badly.
ETA: Okay, the drabble tag's here, come and play.
Give me 1000 comments in this entry. Or whatever, really. YOU, in particular, don't have to supply the whole 1000, but a tiny contribution would be nice. Then let me know if you post this in your journal and I'll return the favor.
Dudes, so this is your chance to spam me with anything! Pictures, lyrics, the word SPAM over and over. Feel free to tell me something about yourself, or screen your comments. Do whatever you want! It's all up to you.
Okay, so I realise 1000 is a tall number so just spam away and we'll see where we get up to. Please entertain me!
Entertain me while I tackle inability to make words come out right and try to get some of these ficathon entries done... You could tell me what strange pairings you're into, since I've been thinking lots about unconventional shipping today. Or anything. Go on.
Also contemplating a game of tag where the first person writes a drabble - 100 words or less - with a pairing and a word or requirement at the end, and the next person writes that one. Might try to instigate a game of that later tonight if the ficathoning goes badly.
ETA: Okay, the drabble tag's here, come and play.
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on 2004-06-19 12:50 pm (UTC)This meme is so fun because you get to spam, and spam is what I am good at. Spam spam spam.
Amy Acker rocks my socks, as does Marg Helgenberger because I have an unhealthy obsession for csi, in fact I'm watching it now.
Spam spam spam.
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on 2004-06-19 12:50 pm (UTC)"...the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" --Jack Kerouac, On the Road.
:)
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on 2004-06-19 12:52 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2004-06-19 12:53 pm (UTC)Love it!
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on 2004-06-19 12:53 pm (UTC)But do the game of tag! That would be FUN. DO IT DO IT ! I WILL PLAY!!
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on 2004-06-19 12:55 pm (UTC)And Faith/Ethan would be too.
(I'd play that game!)
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on 2004-06-19 01:03 pm (UTC)Drabble tag!
on 2004-06-19 01:07 pm (UTC)“We’re going back.”
Spike rolled his eyes. “Stop talking bollocks and have another drink.”
But Angel shoved his tiny drinks aside. “No,” he said. “Y’know, you never wonder why we’ve never seen the Immortal face to face? I don’t care what Andrew says, he’s done something to Buffy. And we’re going to put a stop to it. We’re going to see him.”
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“Well,” Spike sighed contentedly, adjusting the sheets around them as he passed Angel the cigarette, “I can’t say I blame her.”
Angel, too blissed out to even wonder why he still had a soul, had to agree.
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Next up: Spike/Gunn, male bonding
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on 2004-06-19 01:12 pm (UTC)Steve's Web Page (http://www.steveswebpage.com)
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on 2004-06-19 01:13 pm (UTC)*cries*
But dude, Faith/Ethan?
So cool.
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on 2004-06-19 01:13 pm (UTC)Di has no time for you, only me and my 1000 commentsno subject
on 2004-06-19 01:15 pm (UTC)