Green tea makes me happy.
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I had a rather nice weekend. The party went well, and I got to see
squeaker182 for the first time in years. Yesterday Dan and I went into Frankenmuth and wandered around for a bit. We found a really great organic food store and bought carbonated 100% juice (which was so good). I also bought a little bag of Japan Sencha loose-leaf green tea and a good tea infuser (which I've been meaning to get for a while) at another store, and a new battery for my hologram watch. I drove Dan to Jackson this afternoon and stayed for dinner. His parents sent me away with a dish of hummus and a stack of vegetarian cookbooks. Yay!
cdaae showed me this link: http://aria.phoenixfyre.net/viewstory.php?sid=2444 It's a really terrifying Phantom movie fic. For starters, somebody tie this girl to a bed so that she can see you can't actually bite the hand of the person doing the tying--unless they're being REALLY sloppy about it.
It's either a reading or a sulking sort of evening, so I'm going to turn my attention to Harry Potter.
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It's either a reading or a sulking sort of evening, so I'm going to turn my attention to Harry Potter.
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Date: 2005-07-05 01:56 pm (UTC)What makes the story so bad? I'm afraid to actually READ it, but I understand how misery loves company...
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Date: 2005-07-05 02:17 pm (UTC)Some choice bits O:-)
They came through the trap door and arrived in the labyrinths of the Phantom’s aka Erik’s lair.
“You betrayed me for the last time” Christine, the Phantom snarled.--apparently we have two Phantoms now! One named Erik, and one named Christine.
“Are you that stupid, my love? Do I have to spell it out for you? You are about to be ravished by someone who is cruel, evil, but has desires that have never been satisfied. So, I suggest you give up all hopes of returning to your sweetheart, untouched by men. In other words, my sweet, sweet Christine, you are about to learn much more than music right now!”
They had arrived at Erik’s ultimate secret room, which he rarely visited even himself. In that room was a bed with a steel frame. There were ropes which always seemed to accompany the Phantom wherever he was.
As Christine said, it starts out bad, and just becomes surreal. You really must read it...you'll feel about 50 points more stupid by the end, but there are some very amusing "literally lol" parts.
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Date: 2005-07-05 03:34 pm (UTC)Twisted every way, that link, oh, should I click? Am I to risk my mind to read some bad fanfic? Can I betray the man I know can sing so well? Do I read that girl's piece and enter Gerry Hell? He sings without a thought, he slaughters all the songs. I know I can't kill him, and yet , I wish I could. Oh god, if I agree, what horrors wait for me in Gerry's fangirl world...?
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Date: 2005-07-05 03:40 pm (UTC)