So yesterday I finally went to bed around eight p.m., after having been up since ten on Thursday morning. The first 24 hours or so of that were caused by a Thursday overnighter for school, but once I got home from my Friday morning class, the rest of the day can be chalked up to "Wow, I am tired, but I have been up so long that I have stopped being sleepy and become totally giddy and manic and WHEEEEE." Fun times, you guys, no joke! I think I weirded my roommates out, because everytime someone asked me how I was, I gave an update of how many hours I had been awake in my perkiest voice ever.
I made a new icon! See? I still need an Ellen Fanshaw icon, but at least now I have my other Canadian Ellen covered, right? The original photograph I cropped is
here, where it is easier to read. I think some of the awesome must come from the complete lack of context I have for it. (P.S., if someone wanted to make me an Ellen Fanshaw icon I would be ridiculously grateful! I am having a hard time finding decent caps, I'm afraid.)
I spent some time this morning writing up the notes for the story I'm about to start and which I am SO EXCITED ABOUT OMG. Seriously, I don't know if a switch was suddenly turned back on in my brain or what! Maybe, as
fox1013 suggested, my new computer really IS magic.
This story isn't an S+A story, nor a RPF story, and in fact has nothing to do with Paul Gross or Martha Burns at all, but I am still stuck on
how freaking cute they are. All my pictures are stuck on the other computer still; those of you with large PG collections want to share some with me that have the two of them together?
I am not fannish about Ugly Betty in any way, but man, that is a show that really encourages a lot of flailing while you're watching, doesn't it? I am surprisingly impressed by how they are handling the Rebecca Romijn storyline, because it is a subject where I am inclined to trust mainstream media LESS THAN NONE, and when it was set up, I was really afraid it was going to be played for stereotypes, soap opera-yness and laughs, but they have been pretty respectful.
In conclusion, please send me a sweet nerdy bespectacled Christopher Gorham of my own.