ALWAYS TOO LATE.
(Lal uses self-deprecation. It's super effective?)
So I'm just getting over being mysteriously ill for the last few days, which meant among other things that I didn't get to go to a ceilidh and I didn't get to eat the chocolate and apple cake that I made. I am no longer nauseuous all of the time and I'm wearing actual clothes so hurrah for small victories? I am still stupidly knackered to the point where I have long stretches where I don't have the energy to read which never happens.
Anyway, with that cheery introduction, hello there new friends! I'm laliandra, usually shorted to Lal and then lengthened again to Lalface, Lallio, Lalafly, Lallipop, Laleth etcetcetc. If you would like fic please head thisaway, for some 140 character conversations go here and should you desire pretty things made by other people with lengthy and ridiculous tags this should fulfil all your needs. Oh tumblr, so strange, so compelling.
And hello old friends, hopefully y'all knew that already. I STILL LOVE YOU. Come, make in jokes with me in the comments.
My default icon is actually the text version of a tee-shirt slogan I came up with for a competition for
sarahtales to design a tee shirt for one of the characters in her The Demon's Lexicon series, so now Mae owns one and so can you!
I like tags, baking, talking about fictional people, talking about dead people, talking about languages, talking about fiction languages, talking about dead languages, callbacks/repeated motifs, and being a hypocrite about run on sentences. I really like it when people throw things to/at one another. So The Social Network is pretty much like porn to me.
I have cunningly distracted people from noticing that I put this in every fic I've ever written, possibly with shiny airships and, er, banter.
I am currently flitting about reading in all kinds of fandoms, mostly because I am super easy to incept into something new. Just give me links and I'm probably yours for life.
Anyway, let's all get to know each other and be frans!
Apparently I'm writing this now, also.
But think, Rory, what did you say to me earlier?
Rory: Er. The mole man guy is giving me the creeps.
Doctor: Well, yes, that, think it's the fingerless gloves. Always suspicious indoors. But, yes, no, the other thing. About not being scared because of all the things you've seen, you've done.
Rory: *frowns* Yes?
I have no idea who to blame for this, but if anyone mentions #IblameLal just ignore them.
(Lal uses self-deprecation. It's super effective?)
So I'm just getting over being mysteriously ill for the last few days, which meant among other things that I didn't get to go to a ceilidh and I didn't get to eat the chocolate and apple cake that I made. I am no longer nauseuous all of the time and I'm wearing actual clothes so hurrah for small victories? I am still stupidly knackered to the point where I have long stretches where I don't have the energy to read which never happens.
Anyway, with that cheery introduction, hello there new friends! I'm laliandra, usually shorted to Lal and then lengthened again to Lalface, Lallio, Lalafly, Lallipop, Laleth etcetcetc. If you would like fic please head thisaway, for some 140 character conversations go here and should you desire pretty things made by other people with lengthy and ridiculous tags this should fulfil all your needs. Oh tumblr, so strange, so compelling.
And hello old friends, hopefully y'all knew that already. I STILL LOVE YOU. Come, make in jokes with me in the comments.
My default icon is actually the text version of a tee-shirt slogan I came up with for a competition for
I like tags, baking, talking about fictional people, talking about dead people, talking about languages, talking about fiction languages, talking about dead languages, callbacks/repeated motifs, and being a hypocrite about run on sentences. I really like it when people throw things to/at one another. So The Social Network is pretty much like porn to me.
I have cunningly distracted people from noticing that I put this in every fic I've ever written, possibly with shiny airships and, er, banter.
I am currently flitting about reading in all kinds of fandoms, mostly because I am super easy to incept into something new. Just give me links and I'm probably yours for life.
Anyway, let's all get to know each other and be frans!
Apparently I'm writing this now, also.
But think, Rory, what did you say to me earlier?
Rory: Er. The mole man guy is giving me the creeps.
Doctor: Well, yes, that, think it's the fingerless gloves. Always suspicious indoors. But, yes, no, the other thing. About not being scared because of all the things you've seen, you've done.
Rory: *frowns* Yes?
I have no idea who to blame for this, but if anyone mentions #IblameLal just ignore them.
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Date: 2011-09-21 08:28 pm (UTC)Mysterious illness is quite alarming! D: as is the energy not to read. I feel that sometimes, where I just lie on the couch and think hmm, my eyelashes are quite heavy. I wonder if I trim them I will feel more awake? (The answer is no).
ALSO I AM EXCITED TO READ YOUR BIG BANG. am waiting for the right stretch of time where I can ignore all looming business and just devour it.
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Date: 2011-09-21 08:49 pm (UTC)It has not been fun! I thought I was just getting a cold and then BAM my whole body engaged in a constant battle not to throw up :( I have just been watching a lot of nonsense on youtube and keeping fic open in tabs for when I have the mental capacity for it. (stupid eyelashes)
:D:D:D I hope you will enjoy! Extra because I'm pretty sure that yours was the first TSN fic that I read...