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Name: Auntie Krizu
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As white, yellow, and other colours all disappear in black, in the same way all beings enter Kali. --Mahanirvana Tantra
Vila: "Where are all the good guys?" Blake: "You could be looking at them." Avon: "What a very depressing thought." --Blake's 7
"I may be small, but allow me to remind you that only serves to put me at castration level." --Rygel XVI, Farscape
"One must be for ever drunken: that is the sole question of importance. If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time that bruises your shoulders and bends you to the earth, you must be drunken without cease. But how? With wine, with poetry, with virtue, with what you please. But be drunken. And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace, on the green grass by a moat, or in the dull loneliness of your chamber, you should waken up, your intoxication already lessened or gone, ask of the wind, of the wave, of the star, of the bird, of the timepiece; ask of all that flees, all that sighs, all that revolves, all that sings, all that speaks, ask of these the hour; and wind and wave and star and bird and timepiece will answer you: 'It is the hour to be drunken! Lest you be the martyred slaves of Time, intoxicate yourselves, be drunken without cease! With wine, with poetry, with virtue, or with what you will.'" --Charles Baudelaire
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Just a quick note to say that yeh, am still alive, and that the bloody phnet email account is full up and bouncing like fuck (AAAAAAAAARGGHHH, I have missed Freedom City posts, sob, snivel). Can't do much about that right now--I'm returning to Finland tomorrow but will probably get online on Monday at the earliest. I haven't been bothered to charge the mobile either but yeah, I'm not dead yet. I think I've been online only once or twice these past two weeks--one of them was spent in Portmeirion, yay, lovely weather, lovely photos, will post them at some point. Peace, love and Dim Parcio. And the rest of the time watching stuff with Frank. Lots of Avengers and whenever I could, the Gareth things watervole sent us for DVDing. I think I may put that bit of Country Dance online on divx or summat, BECAUSE. Gareth Thomas. SINGS. in WELSH. TO CHARM A LADY. Yes. I fell back on the sofa gasping and seeing stars, I swear my heart and lungs just STOPPED WORKING at that moment. Ee. EEEEEEEEE. Righty-ho... *fans self* off to see if I can work out how to play the Doctor Who collectable card game with the Mole... I've shown remarkable strength with refusing to buy all the current series tat that's in the shops... a kiddie calendar! "Draw your own Doctor Who monster!" EEE! I can just about say no to Eccles and The Bloody Slitheen but I'm not sure I can resist Ten. Fnarrrr. Damn, I need a better sheep-worrier Daddy icon. Tags: aaargh, british, gareth thomas is sex And the mood has swung to: confused
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I think I have the digests on another email count, unless gmail has suddenly died... Love the icon too, hee.
The DW card game was incredibly complicated to start with, with lots of debatable rules (and you know how easy it is to get Who fans to argue...) and dodginess.
F: "I love this game. Ben goes to hang out at a gay bar, gets nicked and sent back in time and goes to jail for being a poof, then Petey and a bunch of Greek soldiers join him for a gangbang..."
K: "Speaking of which, my Delgado Master has gained Ainley's TCE and is pointing it at your Doctor."
F: "Nah, Pertwee just looks worried 'cause he's being rogered by a Sea Devil there, you see."
K: "Ok, you've got Barbara and Jo in the gay bar now? Sorry, my Daleks are exterminating them with a Death Ray."
F: "Bloody Death Ray. Froze my Cyberarmy."
K: "Boo fuckin' hoo. My Colin laughs at you and uses your Cybermat as a beer coaster."
And so on and so forth... 8-) As you can see, the frustration with the rules makes the game moves rather silly in the end. ;)
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