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walkingshadow) wrote2005-02-24 06:02 pm
walkingshadow) wrote2005-02-24 06:02 pm
When does this tent land at Ellis Island?
I deserve a fucking medal for only reading HALF of Chapter 41 of THE ARCHER before running out the door to class this afternoon. A MEDAL I tell you.
This would be the chapter that made me laugh out loud the most times. Because. HA!
"I told you to watch him!" Viggo yelled as he pointed at Orlando. "He's like Gumby, for chrissake! You have to fucking staple him to the wall!"
Viggo reached out and grabbed him, pulling him close and hugging him as if he had just been reunited with his favourite teddy bear before Karl pulled them both back into the compartment and closed the door again.
(If Viggo and Dave are like any other combination of LotR cast members, there are pictures of them climbing all over each other. I will find those pictures, and then I will icon them. And it will be good.) And finally,
"We’re gonna need like uh . . . a diagram or something," Orlando said with a resigned nod.
because HELLO AND WELCOME TO OUR WORLD. And then I died laughing. Okay, then I flailed around and clapped my hands over mouth before the squee attracted the attentions of the roommates, because mmph! Two sides to the Organization! YES. I *still* want to know who Karl goes around assassinating. The raid finally explained (and Orlando said what I've been saying, namely, eight of your men were killed in the Great Purging Fiasco, Viggo! An employee roster would probably have been helpful then), but people have been all over the theory that they'd found out the Organization doesn't let you retire. (I still want to know then why Viggo and Eric took retirement; was that a double-pump fake?) Karl was the twelfth man, and he was the one who killed his Hunter in the Great Purging Fiasco, which I believe I hypothesized. And I think we all remember Harry Sinclair from Chapter . . . 4? when Orlando confessed to Sean that Harry was the one who had told him (Orlando) that he (Sean) had taken retirement.
Dom works for MI5! No, wait, just kidding! Somebody called that too. Frankly, I would have taken I personally can't wait to see them all hang as metaphorical, but. Apparently not! Though something tells me a secret cell called "the Underground" doesn't make a "public to-do" of anything.
The pieces, they come together! Sort of!
Had lunch with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gjstruthseeker in the writing lab after class today. The LAH prof handed back our essays: a 93 on something I wrote in an hour. I'm having third and fourth thoughts about the England photo poster, but I want to do something with these pictures. Suggestions?
As for Spring Break, I'll be sticking around Gainesville at least through the weekend, because Jules and I want to celebrate the end of the week properly tomorrow, and then there is some kind of wine tasting on Sunday, to which I say, "sign me up!" My assignment is to check on fares to New York either from Gainesville or Ft. Lauderdale (if I can get a ride home on Monday and a flight out then or Tuesday) to stay in a hostel with Jules and steal down to Boston to visitsilentfire and my uncle et al. I have no great hopes of finding awesome fares, but it sounds nice, doesn't it? My parents are like, "um. Let us know?"
This would be the chapter that made me laugh out loud the most times. Because. HA!
"I told you to watch him!" Viggo yelled as he pointed at Orlando. "He's like Gumby, for chrissake! You have to fucking staple him to the wall!"
Viggo reached out and grabbed him, pulling him close and hugging him as if he had just been reunited with his favourite teddy bear before Karl pulled them both back into the compartment and closed the door again.
(If Viggo and Dave are like any other combination of LotR cast members, there are pictures of them climbing all over each other. I will find those pictures, and then I will icon them. And it will be good.) And finally,
"We’re gonna need like uh . . . a diagram or something," Orlando said with a resigned nod.
because HELLO AND WELCOME TO OUR WORLD. And then I died laughing. Okay, then I flailed around and clapped my hands over mouth before the squee attracted the attentions of the roommates, because mmph! Two sides to the Organization! YES. I *still* want to know who Karl goes around assassinating. The raid finally explained (and Orlando said what I've been saying, namely, eight of your men were killed in the Great Purging Fiasco, Viggo! An employee roster would probably have been helpful then), but people have been all over the theory that they'd found out the Organization doesn't let you retire. (I still want to know then why Viggo and Eric took retirement; was that a double-pump fake?) Karl was the twelfth man, and he was the one who killed his Hunter in the Great Purging Fiasco, which I believe I hypothesized. And I think we all remember Harry Sinclair from Chapter . . . 4? when Orlando confessed to Sean that Harry was the one who had told him (Orlando) that he (Sean) had taken retirement.
Dom works for MI5! No, wait, just kidding! Somebody called that too. Frankly, I would have taken I personally can't wait to see them all hang as metaphorical, but. Apparently not! Though something tells me a secret cell called "the Underground" doesn't make a "public to-do" of anything.
The pieces, they come together! Sort of!
Had lunch with
gjstruthseeker in the writing lab after class today. The LAH prof handed back our essays: a 93 on something I wrote in an hour. I'm having third and fourth thoughts about the England photo poster, but I want to do something with these pictures. Suggestions?As for Spring Break, I'll be sticking around Gainesville at least through the weekend, because Jules and I want to celebrate the end of the week properly tomorrow, and then there is some kind of wine tasting on Sunday, to which I say, "sign me up!" My assignment is to check on fares to New York either from Gainesville or Ft. Lauderdale (if I can get a ride home on Monday and a flight out then or Tuesday) to stay in a hostel with Jules and steal down to Boston to visit
silentfire and my uncle et al. I have no great hopes of finding awesome fares, but it sounds nice, doesn't it? My parents are like, "um. Let us know?"
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And you're totally right, I forgot that Harry was discussed earlier. Well done.
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also, eee! come visit me! i'll make it worth your while *wink*
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Oh my god, you have no idea how much I want to do exactly that, but I checked fares and I just don't have the cash this semester. My dad called me back last night to say he couldn't help me out at the moment either. So. Wah. Doesn't your semester last longer than mine? Maybe after graduation? I *will* get up to Boston omg.