Soooo. I only just discovered the glory that is textures in psp.


So maybe I'm a little late to the game.

Just a few. x:


( +3 Colin Firth, +4 Robert Downey Jr. )

Last night I dreamed I met a Galilean in swathes of colour mixed with reality mixed with impossible dimensions.

Early on, I was walking around with my friend Sharon (hermetic_vault) and everything was grey and blue but warm like spring. And while walking around what looked like a bigger version of Winnipeg's Exchange District, we were making faces and silly gestures (like you do) to passerby. Seeing Justin Timberlake, I casually made a funny dance move to him and thought nothing more of it until he jogged up beside us, took my hand, and asked me if I wanted to get some coffee with him sometime. He stayed with us as we walked through a department store, with Sharon getting progressively more displeased to be there (well, it was boring) and JT deciding it was high time he snazzed up a wall. He started a mural (a big sun with '80s sunglasses and a big grin saying something like "It's always shinin' in Cost co.!") in make-up swindled from the beauty department.

Then Sharon and I ate burgers and left him to it, and that's when that dream stopped (I think).

Next I found myself in this amazing, beautiful, vast plain (white and dark olive and gold) with patches of scrub and prairie flowers in blacks and whites and gold. I had a surprisingly light but bulky backpack.

At some point I realised I was actually inside, in what seemed to be a vast complex that was all at once a school and store and workplace. It is hard to describe the winding wood pathways of polished pine leading to small rooms with impossible to climb or descend stairs, leading to viewing areas with entire walls of glass showing that the complex was on some sort of cliff overlooking the Scottish coast.

And at some point, making my way through another plain, I discovered I was being stalked by a lion. Though it was scientifically incorrect (it was a male lion), that didn't deter it from looking rather scary. Just then, a herd of antelope and dear and various other animals that should not have been in the same climate pranced over the crest of a high hill to my right. Instead of running, I pointed with a comically surprised 'look over there!' expression at the other animals. When the lion turned around, I attempted my escape, only to have the lion run along side and thwart my every attempt to make it to the perceived safety of a walkway.

Luckily, an antelope cried out that it had broken it's ankle, 'just go on without me!', and though I felt bad I ducked into a small, convenient doorway. I was suddenly faced with a vast warehouse, with square pillars reaching high toward the ceiling in a grid like pattern. People were apparently being electrocuted on these pillars, but as I neared I discovered it was for their own good. The complex's predators had escaped (hence my lion) and the electrocution was some sort of wave that passed over the humans and rendered the animals unconscious.


And then I was told to 'get up, Chelsea, there's coffee' by a passing jaguar.

Woo. :>

Done while watching Lolita with hermetic_vault. Jeremy Irons is probably as hot as pedophile as Alan Tudyk on that one CSI episode.

Just sayin'.

WOAH THURS SAMPLES


+6 icons for Sharon!
+5 Lost Skeleton of Cadavra
+2 Jeremy Irons
+1 David Hewlett
+1 random angel painting

( Hither )

Just a few chucked together, nothin' special. :>

A little somethin' somethin'


( +3 Julie London, +7 40s pin-up calender, +2 Jeremy Irons )

So, yeah. So much love for White Collar and HOLY SHIT, WTF SEASON FINALE.

GODDAMNIT.

This show has seriously stolen my heart and used it to oil up Tim DeKay's (surprising) (delicious) muscles.



(+13 icons)




(+10 icons, +5 wallpapers)

Oh, goodness gracious! Does anyone have the Colbert Christmas Special soundtrack? I can't find it anywhere!

Note: Don't try to restring a finicky fucking electric guitar when you're goddamn pmsing.

It only ends in tears. Yours.

I cut my own hair again. Figured if there was any kind of good karma, it'd be on Christmas. Not sure if I like it yet. It's now this wee little bob, with shorter bangs. Not that any of you know what it looked like before, but that's NOT THE POINT.

On with the show!

[7] Random Stock/Botticelli
[6] Keith Olbermann
[2] Moar Spock
[1] Partridge in a Pear Tree


EDIT// Oh teh noes! I recently shuffled my photobucket account into a more reasonable organization, thus rendering previous links kaput! Sorry about that.

When I was very young, I almost drowned.

I recall blurred surroundings, almost-clear-brown and quiet. Deadly quiet, with only the blood in my ears as song. I remember looking around for sharks and seeing in my mind's eye my little body torn comically limb from limb.

I cannot stand deep water. I am now deathly afraid of sharks.

Sometimes life is deep water. Sometimes you have to face the sharks, in your head or otherwise, just to keep going. Sometimes you have to cease the frantic fluttering in your heart of hearts and say "Enough" and just breath deep. It is a different, harder kind of faith.

It is less kind, and it must be earned.

Breath deep.

How-dee~! (Mm, phonetic.)

So, uh, anyone want a little doodle portrait thinger of themselves? All cartoon-y like? I'm having a major artistic dryspell. Post/send a picture, and I'll be more than happy to doodle you.

Also, drabbles. DRABBLES. Anderkeeeef.

( I'm gonna tear your ass up like we just got married and you're all mine now. )

That's right, bitches. Because I could use some cheering up, and I feel like it, and really, do I actually need an excuse to give you hot pictures? Really?

( The Hot. )

( The Funny. )