noelia_g

Firstly, Porn Battle at oxoniensis's journal. So many talented writers and artists on my flist, go and play there :]

Also. Tristan and Isolde. ARGH.
Angles, Saxons, Picts *and* Celts = British tribes. VS Evil!Irishmen.
WTF?
And I really couldn't give less shit about Tristan/Isolde thing. Whatever.
Thank goddess that Mark was pretty, so it wasn't entirely a waste of time.
Though I don't think cala_jane will again go to a pseudo-historical movie with me... Especially one that deals with British legends and history.

Oh, and one more thing. get_creative. It's like flashfic comm, but for graphics. Way cool. Go join.

Noelia was making icons (you can find them at nolicons if you want *g*) and drinking tea.
She was sitting with one leg curled under self, because this is the only comfortable position in a director's chair she insisted on buying.
She got up, took her fav Vader cup to go to the kitchen and make tea.
The leg she was sitting on was kinda numb.
Noelia made two steps, gracefully tripped over her own leg and twisted her ankle.
Ouch.

The fun thing? I've managed to put down the cup on the bookshelf nearby before I fallen down, grabbed lamp, broke lamp, landed on the floor and kinda bruised my behind.
But the cup is alright.
Heh...

And the ankle is not broken, just slightly twisted, so 's okay, too.

Also! multichallenge!
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