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I had dreams about holding Black Hayate last night. Like, I was riding around in this bus looking for him, and then when I found him I got to sit there with him in my lap. I hope Liza doesn't mind. (He was terribly cute.)
...I think that was in the middle of a dream where I was in trouble with the law, or something, and I was running away...yeah, I was hiding in somebody's hugeass flower garden! And I was afraid my head was... *pats the top of head* ...I think I dreamed I was Ed. Uh, not for long, just while I was thinking that blonde contrasts with lavender <---what I was hiding in. I think. Ha ha.
Well, the dream ended okay for once, so I won't ask too many questions. (Never got to see no Roy, though...damn...)
Before that, I spent a long, long time rooting through my bookmarks. See, I'm on this little rampage to get a general idea of where all my Japanese FMA fanart comes from in case I make any of it into icons sometime (Ha ha >_>). I got hits for 1 out of 3 pictures...but the two I missed are really hurting me. I want to use that picture of Roy and Ed under the desk and I CAN'T FIND WHERE IT CAME FROM.
Then I had this startling revelation while I was playing FFX2 today. I got stuck on this ledge in the Calm Lands, and I had a little time to think, and it hit me---if there aren't enough funny or smutty official FMA pictures, and I don't like using someone else's art, why don't I just make my own? SMART GIRL. You're getting so close to catching him. (Guess who I talked to last night? =_=)
The only other person that little moral detour benefited was Lindsay, because she was on AIM and I kept throwing pictures and sites at her whenever I came across anything with glasses, kitty ears, smut, or quality. Yes, we had a happy fangirl party and we talked about Roy eggs.
When I woke up this morning, I found the magical special slashy cute brainstorm list for that fanfic I'm writing sitting here next to the computer where I left it. In plain view, right side up, about to fall off so if you sat down, you'd have to notice it. Minimized on the start menu, an article about heat stroke of the kind my dad likes to read. ...I can only pray. (He's always a little...dull about this.)
...I think that was in the middle of a dream where I was in trouble with the law, or something, and I was running away...yeah, I was hiding in somebody's hugeass flower garden! And I was afraid my head was... *pats the top of head* ...I think I dreamed I was Ed. Uh, not for long, just while I was thinking that blonde contrasts with lavender <---what I was hiding in. I think. Ha ha.
Well, the dream ended okay for once, so I won't ask too many questions. (Never got to see no Roy, though...damn...)
Before that, I spent a long, long time rooting through my bookmarks. See, I'm on this little rampage to get a general idea of where all my Japanese FMA fanart comes from in case I make any of it into icons sometime (Ha ha >_>). I got hits for 1 out of 3 pictures...but the two I missed are really hurting me. I want to use that picture of Roy and Ed under the desk and I CAN'T FIND WHERE IT CAME FROM.
Then I had this startling revelation while I was playing FFX2 today. I got stuck on this ledge in the Calm Lands, and I had a little time to think, and it hit me---if there aren't enough funny or smutty official FMA pictures, and I don't like using someone else's art, why don't I just make my own? SMART GIRL. You're getting so close to catching him. (Guess who I talked to last night? =_=)
The only other person that little moral detour benefited was Lindsay, because she was on AIM and I kept throwing pictures and sites at her whenever I came across anything with glasses, kitty ears, smut, or quality. Yes, we had a happy fangirl party and we talked about Roy eggs.
When I woke up this morning, I found the magical special slashy cute brainstorm list for that fanfic I'm writing sitting here next to the computer where I left it. In plain view, right side up, about to fall off so if you sat down, you'd have to notice it. Minimized on the start menu, an article about heat stroke of the kind my dad likes to read. ...I can only pray. (He's always a little...dull about this.)
