one evil preppie

"I am on a drug. It's called Laura V. If you try it once, you will stab. Your lady garden will melt off, and your cousins will fly over your struck body ... I'm tired of pretending like I'm not down-homey--a total freaking photographer from Saturn. I've got marmot blood, Adonis DNA! ... They picked a fight with a pooka. They're trying to take all my sandwiches and leave me with no means to charge my family. It's not complexity theory! They owe me an apology while screwing my armpit ... I don't think people are ready for the wine glass I'm delivering, and delivering with a sense of noxious love. I exposed chairs to magic! Here's your toejam test. Next one goes in your ear canal!"

[Charlie Sheen Mad Libs generator]

If you are looking for my fannish stuff, please visit my dreamwidth journal or friend laurajv (for older stuff). I used to keep an HP-fandom specific journal at rapparee, but I don't maintain it anymore.

I very rarely pay any attention to my friends list and wouldn't notice if anyone defriended me (or if I failed to friend someone I meant to). I find my life is more peaceful this way.

For some reason a notorious cocktail artiste named nlanza seems to live in my house.