I am *so* glad i bought that *nsync record. Well, no, actually i'm extremely traumatised at the very fact of my owning it (let alone listening to it *constantly*), but the songs remind me of being eight and into take that and i shall take delight in having the most random music taste in the world ever ever ever. Because if i didn't, I'd die of embarrasment.

I've added people to the friends list: chaobell and ng, who wants to do Japanese studies at edinburgh, but since she's disabled comments on her journal i can't tell her that i want to too and this is an extremely intimidating coincidence. Meanwhile, in the great wide world outside livejournal (there's a world outside livejournal?), mooncalf is purdy. Approval much. oh, and suze is still my personal god. I'm being consistent. I also think Ouryorya off irritability is a babe. Why yes, i *am* twisted, how nice of you to notice.

So, Russia. Moscow is incredible, the kind of place you *have* to visit even if much of it isn't all that pretty.
Navigo-Davichy (me no spele can) is incredible, serene, brings out all my religious tendencies and has the added joy of the story of some tsar's sister leading a rebellion and then, with it having failed, her lover being hung outside her window all winter while she was locked up in the convent there. The cemetery's lovely too, like the ones in Paris only more beautiful.
Lenin's hands and face glow luminous orange. People bring their babies on pilgrimage to see him, which sleep without moving in the arms of their parents as they are elbowed by babushkas eager to savour the atmosphere around the sacred cow of communism. Nervous soldier boys, worried about being sent off to Chechenya, grasp their guns tightly and look straight ahead.
When the makers of St Basil's claimed that they could probably make a more beautiful cathedral, the tsar had their eyes put out. For some reason, this makes St Basil's schoener.
According to our guide in Moscow, everything we were being shown was "the BIGGEST in Russia". This included the biggest bell never rung (*huuge*) and the biggest gun never fired (*massive*), both in the Kremlin.
The KGB museum is my personal heaven. I want to be in the KGB. The nice KGB man was *so* proud of his son's job designing guns, and they had pretty pretty knives they'd picked up from some sailor, and i stood about and prrrrrrd.
The rebuilt St Saviour's is sterile, the viewing platform means you can see that not all the metal coverings are gold, which is wrong.

St Petersburgis prettier than Moscow, in that it's more western-looking. This is bad in churches, where i found myself pining for ikons and heavy gilt rather than mediterranean colours and stained glass, but pretty cool everywhere else.
The water in Petersburg comes out of taps brown, but it's nice in your hair, makes it feel like you don't need conditioner. I *always* need conditioner.

Russian hotels feature huge suicide windows, big massive things, easy to fall out of and down several stories.
A packet of cigarettes costs 30-40 roubles, which is just over a dollar.
CDs are cheap, beacuse they are all pirated from proper copies. Not a kopeck gets back to the originl artist. Oops.
All communist tat must be haggled for, unless y'all wanna appear completely clueless.
It is still light at 11pm.
The river is gorgeous in the sunset
The hermitage has more objects in it than could concievably be seen in a lifetime.
Black bread is good: food in general, not amazing.
You can never have too many statues of once-famous people, especially Lenin.

I wanna go back! Now! Take me baaack...

it's a quarter to seven am, i should really go sleep now, i have *nsync in my head and this site features a fic called 'beauty's gentle pleasures' which i 'A'D'O'R'E'. It's *nsync rps, btw, so if that squicks you out, don't read it. Cunning, huh?

And y'all who've been at shoujocon *must* post much and long about it so i can attempt being vicariously present, not just horrifically, painfully and cheeseheadscrewingly jealous about it all. please? please please please?

You know, it was a very very very bad idea ever to check out Puppies in a box in the first place.
I will *now* proceed to cry. This is possibly the coolest thing i have ever come across (*12yroldboy!snerk*) ever in my twisted little life ever and i am absolutely addicted and I don't like nsyncgrrl's writing for some reason but everything on waxjism rocks. Following on from this, I've decided to 'befriend' random nsyncslash people, because denial is a negative state of being. And i don't have the energy to keep it up. These are althea5000 and wax jism herself. I blame them (along with Helen and Synchronik from "puppies...", who sadly don't appear to have LJs i can stalk) completely for the fact that i am now dependant on regular relistenings to "no strings attached". However, it is my own native sadisticness which will, i know, result in my putting "It makes me ill" (it's so... so modern r'n'b, and so pretty) on a compilation tape for my brother which he will fast forward over every time except when one time, his mates in the room and the track listing distant, he forgets and they all snigger, bitch and raise eyebrows. My mate Anna actually did this to me with "Tearin' up my heart", a long way back now when I went to visit her in Canterbury the year we met. I have to phone her there today. I think it's fated.

And *now* I'm gonna go off and write an article about the joys of squick. Digital Getdown makes me *giggle*.

Job-finding attempts: unfruitful. Darn. Oh well, better write a cv and drag it round bookshops, then... need money for manga and technomancy boxers.

And *nothing* *Nsync-related. Definitely *not* Celebrity. No no no.

Denial ain't just a river in Egypt, y'all...

i am *way* too happy. This is *wrong*. Bad happiness, *bad*. go sit in the corner until you've mutated into depression again.

News: just did the selectsmart harry potter test, and my results are:
Ron Weasley
Severus Snape
Draco Malfoy
Hermione Granger
Remus Lupin
Harry Potter
Sirius Black
Voldemort
...and so on. I'm most unlike the twins, which makes me kinda sad in a way, until i realise that that's pretty damn true.

things that make me happy list.
• the boyband slash randomiser
• my mate anna having moved to virtually down the road from me
• "she bangs" and "loaded" by Ricky Martin - the latter of which is giving me little prickles of butchnoin fic nebulae and it's not just because of the "sometimes i feel like going down" line, honest.
• random blastfromthepast moments with two choir people i ain't spoken to in years suddenly appearing at recordings or at the end of a phone line
• being the only choir founder member left after ten years, and having random kids ask if i'll be coming to summer camp again this year ^_^
• my veryveryvery cheap cd collection
• being eight all over again with anime (kar-toons) and pop music (*nsync *are* the take that of US orlando 5piece boybands)
• angie acknowledging me as japanese studies competition. heh. oh, i didn't mention that i love accursed line dearly, did i? I do. And isn't bebop *purdy*? Watch more sessions, dammit!
• "you made ME grin inanely, and Rose, and joy" - tenshi said that, she did. *beambeambeam*
• suze. just in general. and the typo at the very end of red ink, which you should really get seen to, hon ^_^
• not doing anything all day except sitting at the comp in old jeans and a jumper with huuuuge holes round the armpits. niiice.
• the very idea of technomancy slash. It makes me cackle.
• gary crowley randomly appearing on vh1 so i could coo and start saying "boss" again
• action man plasters
• general, y'know, stuff
• pics, this and this, by ...alex? i think.

However, this pic is evil, since it is forcing me to want Trigun. (And yes, I know he doesn't normally dress like that. I'm a sucker for blue hair, (or purple, which is another matter entirely) and evilness, okay? (ooh! double parentheses! *multiple* double parentheses, even! ...that's *so* wrong.)) O evil spirits of mangadesire, why can you not realise that i am on a *budget* here? I'm only just resigning myself to the fact that i will never be able to see Weiss Kreuz (days like these i wish i lived in america. for about a quarter of a second.) and anyway everyone seems to hate the animation. I'm only just resigning myself to the fact that i'm gonna haveta choose between getting yami no matsuei, dnangel or angel sanctuary manga. Don't even get me started on the random desire for CLAMP stuff. I'm only just resigning myself to the fact that, yes, i can get the AS oav if i save like a bitch, but even if i get a job i will not be able to buy rurouni kenshin, lain *and* some bits of evangelion and all the other random anime i see and lust after. Please, please don't throw Trigun into the equation as well.
grr. I blame bishink. In fact, i blame the axis powers, as i shall now be calling technomancy, rose, joy, tenshi, alexis and olga.

And yes, i *am* just doing the repetitive-linking thing because it provides some welcome variation in the journal's look and because i CAN. And i'm still unreasoningly happy. *bounce*