Hah, I worked through my backlog of comments! I bet you noticed xD. Sheesh, I hadn't realized it were so many!

I found that I haven't answered the 5 questions yet that beandelphiki gave me a while back! So, I'm doing that now.

( 5 questions )

In other news, neery convinced me to join her in a not-so-na-nowrimo attempt. I've promised to try to either write 1000 words of fic or edit 30 seconds of vid each day from now till the end of the month. Watch me fail in the first couple of days xD. Well, I actually managed to vid 38 seconds today, but I don't really like the result. Sigh.

There was more stuff I wanted to talk about. Right. I'm reading Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys at the moment, and it's highly fascinating. It's a bit like I'd imagine an acid trip to be like. I highly recommend it. (The book. Not the trip. Even though I wouldn't be opposed to trying that, either.)

For some reason I ended up watching Queen (live at Wembley '86) clips on YouTube today, and I went all mopey and emo about the tragic story of Freddie Mercury. It's so tragic, I'm amazed it's true. I watched the Who Wants To Live Forever clip, and boggled at the prophetic statement he makes before he sings the song. He was diagnosed in '87, so he didn't know he was sick when he said that.

I bet this is old news for all of you. I MISSED IT AGAIN. Anyway. Queen wins. And The Show Must Go On is the most tragic, painful song ever.

If you're feeling all emo now, go watch this. Or watch the first 1 minute 20 seconds of it, anyway. It completely cracked me up. What is it that's so funny about spoons?

ETA: OMG CUTENESS ATTACK!