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Internets, because I'm bored as hell and have been having a pretty strenuous last week and a half, have another mancandy post.

Post ALL THE JOSH )

Dude, I don't even care that I'm like 3 years older than he is, let the perving party continue!
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God help me I even love his adorkable awkward white boy dancing

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"Hatred is blind, as well as love…" -- Oscar Wilde

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Cheers.

ETA because SWEET HOLY RAPTOR SAVIOR, DAT LOOK (x2!) )
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I only just realized that I forgot to mention how I've seen The Hunger Games twice now and it keeps giving me ALL THE #FEELINGZ

I can't remember all of the thoughts I had about it so for now I'll just leave a couple of pics/gifs of Josh Hutcherson here to squee about since I find him fucking disgustingly adorable.

There's a joke about buns in ovens in here somewhere… )

Alas, that's all I've got for the moment, so anyone who wants to donate their own pics/gifs/videos is welcome to do so. It says a great deal about his performance that he managed to convert a former diehard Gale fangirl into a Peeta fangirl (and a JHutch fangirl, of course).

So, flisties, what did y'all think? Does anyone else have ALL THE #FEELINGZ about it and want to vent? I need someone to squee and handflap with. In the mean time, have some Wilson Bethel to flesh out (ha!) this mancandy post a bit more.

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"To rule is easy, to govern difficult…" -- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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Cheers.

P.S. - I'm midway through re-reading Catching Fire and holy shit I forgot how much the story of how Peeta falls for Katniss pulls at my hopeless romantic heartstrings *sigh*

P.P.S. - I should have some fic ready for y'all this week once I get off my poor overworked ass and finish addressing [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle's beta comments \o/
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H'OKAY, internets, for those of you who haven't seen it yet (or can't due to country restrictions, blah blah blah), I took some screen caps of this NYC 22 featurette video...thingy

Cut to prevent autoplay )

[livejournal.com profile] looleebelle was ranting about how she couldn't see it, so I very nicely capped certain *ahem* pertinent sections for her -- and for y'all!

Complete with my usual flaily/capslocky commentary (liquid warning, obviously) )

I tried to get the least derpy shots of Stark that I possibly could but, amusingly, wound up getting amazingly derpy shots of everyone else in the process.

I'm theoretically supposed to be studying for a quiz I have tomorrow, but...
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"By words the mind is winged..." -- Aristophanes

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Cheers.
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Oof. Howdy doo, internets, I'm just dropping in briefly to say that I won't be able to make the GK re-watch that starts in an hour (I got a late start and now have to run ALL the errands), but I'll be at the 1:00 a.m. one with bells on. I would just like to reiterate for the record that this "being a responsible adult" thing fucking SUCKS.

That being said, have some JGroff being ridiculously adorable:
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"Failure is impossible..." -- Susan B. Anthony

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Cheers.

P.S. - Two things in movie-related news:

1) I watched Ten Inch Hero last night and wound up pretty much exactly like this (because I am that much of a hopeless romantic):
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(I would also hit punk!Jensen like the fist of an angry god)

2) I've agreed to purchase and watch Light and the Sufferer because [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle is too chicken to watch it (it might be "too cringeworthy") and that's outweighing her desire for an Esper fix. I might actually even do a review post of it because it looks pretty crack-tacular and honestly? I'll probably enjoy it even if it sucks; I've sat through worse movies for less fangirl gratification (*coughcough*Shall We Dance?*coughcough*), so BRING IT ON.
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And found this on one of the appointment forms.

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As a bonus, this is for a paper in a senior/fourth-year level class.

At first, I was like this
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And now I'm just like this
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Words fail me. Well, besides HOW DO PEOPLE LIKE THIS PASS UNIVERSITY? *headscreen*

Cheers.
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I NOW HAVE WORKING INTERNET AT LE FLAT. I'M NOT EVEN STEALING IT FROM MY TRUSTING/TECHNOLOGICALLY INEPT NEIGHBORS ANYMORE.

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I also have a horrible chest cold and a test tomorrow (*sob*) but I DON'T CARE BECAUSE I HAVE INTERNET AGAIN.

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"To be alive at all involves some risk..." -- Harold MacMillan

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Cheers.

P.S. - I also started using Google Chrome which, among other things, allows you to play Angry Birds for free on your browser (no iPhone required). Bye bye productivity...

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Sep. 27th, 2011 07:33 am
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I stayed home from class yesterday to meet the cable guys (I had to since I don't have a car and Le Boyfriend needed his for student teaching). They eventually came and, after four fucking hours and some "technical difficulties" (don't even ask me to explain), what do I have to show for it?

Nothing.

Well, unless you count all the cable now bolted to my wall as something. I don't because NONE OF IT FUCKING DOES ANYTHING, but that might just be me.

So now the short and the short of it is that I STILL won't have internet at Le Flat until this coming Saturday at some point between 12:00 and 4:00 p.m. Until then, I'm stuck with phone email (read only *sigh*)/Twitter and on campus internet, plus the flickering unsecured signal that occasionally pops up from somewhere in my apartment complex.

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I hate to sound whiny like this, but is it so unreasonable to wish that something would go right just once? Just to balance out all the bullshit? I know this isn't so bad in the larger scheme of things (I have a place to live, etc.), but it's making work/school/painless existence virtually impossible.

ETA: H'okay, to make up for the seriously whiny nature of this post, I watched and took notes on the Glee season premiere (on the off chance anyone is interested in my thoughts on it):

Glee 3x01 The Purple Piano Project )


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"Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real..." -- Tupac Shakur

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Cheers.
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Oh dear lord, internets, whatever you do, do not assume your life is looking up just because things briefly suck less. I jinxed the fuck out of my life by making that exact mistake *facepalm*

In which emerald_skies bitches about her life (again) (cut for those who are sick to death of listening to me whine) )

The bright side in all this is that Le Boyfriend and I now have our kitty up in university-land with us! \o/ Sure, she has this thing where she likes to wake us up at 5:30 in the morning to get fed for her morning session of zooming around Le Flat at Mach 2, but all in all her presence is a giant improvement.

Now I just have to survive another test (tomorrow), two tutoring shifts, an appointment with my adviser (to clear up a clusterfuck I don't even want to talk about right now), and my lab on Friday. And then I get to stay home next Monday since the cable guy is coming to hook up our T.V./interwebs.

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On a totally unrelated fannish note, the Small Fandom BigBang is coming, and I'm seriously considering looking into signing up the GK/AI crossover (since I love the idea of having art/a mix for it and I've never actually done a BB before). Good idea? Bad idea? Are you even allowed to sign up a piece you've already started? I have no fucking clue about these things, honestly.

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"You can be sincere and still be stupid..." -- Charles F. Kettering

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Cheers.

P.S. - I still can't find my camera. STILL. I'm pretty sure the boxes ate it, but still, this shit is ridiculous.
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Oof. Internets, for those who don't know, pretending to be a responsible adult fucking sucks. Between the moving and my job (which I'll talk about in a minute) and preparing to deal with having my first pet that I'm in charge of and just...university shit in general? I'm dying. Dying.

For one thing, remember that car wreck I mentioned that Le Boyfriend and I were in a few days ago? Well, the people involved finally filed their insurance claim, except in this instance they claimed two people in their car were injured. Even though Le Boyfriend and La Famille asked repeatedly at the time if everyone was all right and everyone said yes.

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On account of my chosen vocation, I know how people generally move if they're hurt somehow -- these people weren't moving/acting like they were hurt. So, it essentially appears that we're being swindled, which leaves Le Boyfriend stuck dealing with the claims adjusters and shit on top of everything else that's been going on lately *facepalm*

On the bright side, my first day of tutoring work (yesterday) went by without much excitement, and I even managed to make it through my shift without weeping for the slow death of the English language, not even once. The only hitch was that it felt pretty fucking weird to tell graduate students what to do with their papers and actually have them listen to me. People with at LEAST four years on me were taking me seriously O_o

In unrelated (but similarly boggling news), I was emoting to La Famille last night about how much it sucks not to have internet -- both for obvious reasons and because I really do need it for school -- and then I got an email this morning saying they're considering buying me a Verizon mobile hotspot. Basically, something I can plug into my computer and then boom, instant internet, no matter where I am.

I'm stunned, internets. I was already aware of these mobile hotspot things and I do secretly covet the shit out of them, but I wasn't even going to think of asking for one since all this moving crap is already turning out to be amazingly expensive. Please excuse me while I sit around and wait for the other proverbial shoe to drop; nothing this good ever randomly happens to me without some sort of catch.


ETA: I was right! La Famille contacted me again and said to forget about it because we discovered that there's a mandatory obscenely expensive data plan that comes with said mobile wi-fi. As in 2 years minimum at $50 a month, no matter how much (or little) the thing gets used. FUCK. THAT. SHIT.

Finally, is anyone else morbidly intrigued by the upcoming Twilight movie? I've been seeing trailers for it all over creation lately and it looks so cracktastically insane that I just might have to look into watching it (with a free movie ticket or something, because it'll be a cold day in Hell before I pay to see one of those monstrosities). Maybe I'll drag Le Boyfriend into it so we can Rifftrax the shit out of it -- could be fun, right?

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"We fear the thing we want the most..." -- Robert Anthony

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Cheers.

P.S. - The air conditioning at Le (New) Flat is still broken. STILL *sob* This is Not A Good Thing when the daily highs still keep hovering around the triple digits.

P.P.S. - Anyone else who's feeling especially downtrodden by life lately is welcome to commiserate with me. After all, misery does love company!
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So Le Boyfriend and I signed up for AT&T U-verse cable and interwebs yesterday, but the sales guy said a tech won't be able to come out and install everything for another two weeks. TWO WEEKS.

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Universe, I despair of you. How am I supposed to deal with all this moving bullshit without internets to help me unwind so I don't start firing shots from the nearest clock tower?

While we were signing all the paper work and shit, a bird flew into the window and we were pretty sure it was dead -- it seemed like a fitting illustration of what the last couple of days have felt like. On the bright side, the bird eventually got up, slowly shook itself off, and flew away, so maybe that means things will start looking up soon. Fingers crossed.

Anyway, the short and the short of this whole internet thing is that I'll only be able to read emails and read/write on Twitter during a large chunk of the day (since I'll only have phone internet) and then I'll have normal internet while I'm going to class. Basically, please don't take it personally if it takes me forever to answer email/comments; it's nothing personal, I'm just stuck with this arrangement for the next little while *sigh*

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"Composing mortals with immortal fire..." -- W. H. Auden

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Cheers.

ETA: So my Strength & Conditioning professor was talking about body fat percentages today...

Professor: Blah blah blah blah the normal range for women these days is 16-30%, but I generally like my females to be on the lower end of that range (verbatim quote)
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The prof is a personal trainer when he's not molding our young minds so he claimed he meant his female clients, but still, talk about unfortunate word choice...
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BREAKING NEWS: I GOT THE TUTORING JOB!! I'll be working as a university writing tutor on Tuesdays and Thursdays!

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This is supposed to be gleeful flailing instead of angry/seizure-tastic flailing

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Dear maintenance guys working right outside my window,

I wish I could find words to describe how fucking much I hate you right now. I didn't think it was physically possible for ladders to make that much noise (much less the hammering y'all have been doing all goddamn day) but by God, you guys managed it. FUCK OFF ALREADY.

No love,
[livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies


ANYWAY, just in case any of y'all ever feel like you're a giant loser who needs to get a life, console yourselves with the fact that you'd have to try pretty hard to out-nerd me. Why, you ask?

I put fandom into my jewelry.

*facepalm* )

Finally, I got around to watching Lilo & Stitch today, and have decided that Stitch is officially my favorite Disney character of all time (OF ALL TIME). Does it seem weirdly fitting somehow to anyone else that my favorite Disney character is a psychotic little alien? I feel like that says something about me as a person psychologically...


Cheers.
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So I had my job interview this morning and, according to the woman who conducted it, I did "brilliantly" -- but, considering how wrong I was about my two interviews with the university athletic training program, I'm not going to call this one won just yet. I'll find out either way on Wednesday (they'll call me if I got it and/or email me if I didn't), so I'd love it if y'all could keep your fingers crossed for me...*gulp*

In other news, I spent the afternoon catching up on True Blood. Now that I'm almost up to speed, I mostly have one thing to say:

What in the actual FUCK is Alan Ball smoking? In the immortal words of Andy Bellefleur, "Jesus, tits, and GOD AMERICA." (which, btw, is possibly one of my new favorite exclamations of all time).

(On the other hand, amnesiac!Eric is so fucking adorable that I might just be willing to put up with this show some more...)

I'm also having fun with the fact that watching one episode of TB ratchets up my Southern-ness about a million points -- I've been spending a whole afternoon with it, so I sound pretty fucking hilarious right now.

Finally, on a totally unrelated note, I found out I get to have another group term project. Those of you who know me relatively well can probably guess how I took that bit of news.

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Ugh. UGH, I say.

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"Abused patience turns to fury..." -- Thomas Fuller (how amazingly appropriate for the way my mood's been lately...)

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Cheers.

P.S. - As much as her attempt at a Southern accent annoys me, I have to say I admire Anna Paquin's restraint; I don't think I could control myself if I were within striking distance of a very naked ASkars (especially DAT ASS...ooh-wee *bites fist*)
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Things That Suck vol. 4,012: Having a bunch of "pretending to be an adult" shit to do when you're in a spectacularly low mood and want nothing more than to sleep until things improve (even just a little).

It doesn't help that I can't even write to make myself feel better because my muse is still off on walkabout. Seriously, I tried to write some anyway and none of it sounded right -- I came dangerously close to throwing my laptop in frustration which, pathetically enough, would probably break my poor internet-addicted brain.

Bright sides (in a feeble attempt to make myself feel better):

1) My East coast flisties all appear to be alive and kicking
2) I have new headphones (with surprisingly good sound quality)
3) The GK re-watch yesterday was really, really fun and managed to cheer me up for a little while (I love this fandom, seriously)
4) [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle gave me this Stark picture I've never seen before )
(In the midst of an epic picspam war on Twitter, no less)

If I keep feeling this bad for too much longer, I may have to call Le Shrink and bring up the possibility that my meds aren't really working anymore. Basically, more "pretending to be an adult" stuff *facepalm*

Here, have a silly gif to make up for the whining
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"Only the shallow know themselves..." -- Oscar Wilde

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Cheers.
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In today's edition of "Why Twitter Continues To Be Utterly Tasteless", #AaliyahsAirplanePlaylist is trending (or, it was this morning, the trending list won't load now for some reason). Classy.

For those who live under a rock (which is fine, I normally do too), here's why I find this objectionable

In other news, even though it's only (ha!) 89ºF outside, I still showed up to my first class covered in sweat like I sprinted -- even though I walked at a fairly leisurely pace. Why, you ask? Because the heat index makes it feel like it's 95ºF and most of the trip was over concrete (which radiates heat like a bastard).

That's not the best part though; the high today is supposed to be 105. Remember that 6 degrees the heat index is supposed to add? I get to walk home feeling like it's 111ºF outside. Please excuse me while I die of heatstroke.

Finally, Le Boyfriend and I get to go argue with the people who own our next apartment complex because we noticed a mistake on our lease (which we signed yesterday) that might tack on an extra four months to our stay. ETA: We emailed the office types at the complex and they wrote us back saying we could come re-sign a corrected version of the lease any time today (in other words, no arguing appears to be necessary). Maybe Raptor Jesus took pity on my poor heat-stroke-stricken self.

The only bright side today is that I have just one class (Drugs & Behavior) to go to, and I managed to find the classroom okay even though it's in a building I've never had classes in before. Not an encouraging sign of what the rest of today is gonna be like. To summarize?

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"Books, the children of the brain..." -- Jonathan Swift

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Cheers.

P.S. - Happy birthday, ASkars! Please feel free to get into lots of drunken shenanigans (again) which will inevitably wind up on the internet (again)
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Sooo, one of those my-life-is-a-T.V.-show moments happened to me earlier. Written in script form for y'all's convenience.

The scene: Random convenience store
The cast: Me, Le Boyfriend, and Cashier Guy

Me: *wanders up to pay for purchases with Le Boyfriend in tow*
Cashier: *brightens* Hey, you should know we're having a sale on Snickers bars today *gestures to big ol' rack of chocolate next to the register*
Me: Uh...no thanks. *still paying*
Cashier guy: It's a good deal, I sold 100something yesterday and am looking to sell more today, blah blah blah
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(Expression of "Why is he still talking?")
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And then as Le Boyfriend and I were walking back to the car...

Me: Why d'you suppose he was so enthusia-- *glances at purchases in bag* Oh. OH.

And then I did this:
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Why, you ask?

Because I was buying tampons and Midol. Yeah. VERY FUNNY, CASHIER GUY.


Cheers.
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Dear La Famille,

I understand your desire for me to handle the nuts and bolts of terminating my current flat lease and setting up my new one (which, among other things, involves a LOT of talking on the phone), but I'm really tired of y'all waiting until I get off the phone to tell me that I said something wrong (or didn't say something I needed to, etc). The whole "Here, I'll do it *snatches phone away*" is pretty fucking irritating too. I'm aware that I suck at being a responsible adult, but I'm probably not going to learn unless people tell me how to fix what I'm doing wrong instead of just saying that I did something wrong in general. Consider working on that?

Yours in frustration,
[livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies (who, at the moment, is almost kind of missing being 17 and responsibility-free by this point)


On top of all this moving out shit, I still have to pack to head back up to university-land on Sunday, to pick up my vicious trained attack kitten from the vet tomorrow, and I still have to order my fucking textbooks.

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I would write to make myself feel better, but my muse has fucked off too. My life, SO FUCKING HARD.

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"History is a vast early warning system..." -- Norman Cousins

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Cheers.

P.S. - Not to mention the fact that I'm trying to re-route some of my budget to get new headphones since my current ones broke (due to possible cat predations). AUGH.
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Oof, sometimes I really suck at updating this thing. Maybe I need to find myself another thirty-day writing meme.

Just dropping in mostly to relay a hilarious GK fangirl moment I had yesterday: Le Boyfriend's mother's birthday was yesterday, so we went out with his family to this Brazillian steakhouse (complete with Portuguese name and words on the menu). I may or may not have spent embarrassing portions of the night quoting Baptista lines to myself....*ahem*

Anyway, have a couple of my favorite shipping related gifs. Get your slash goggles on tight, folks )

Random post is random, but at least it serves to prove I'm alive. How are y'all?

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"Money often costs too much..." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Cheers.

P.S. - Okay, so I just found this ... )

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I cannot deal with Chris Hemsworth's dancing in that vid. I CANNOT.
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Dude, I was ordering more of my meds today and I actually bothered to look at what my meds SHOULD cost -- let me tell you, internets, being crazy is fucking expensive. Thank Raptor Jesus for La Famille's health insurance or else I would be...like...negative broke. Seriously. I would have the opposite of money.

In other news, the air conditioner died yesterday evening (as [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle already knows because I spent most of last night whining to her about it). I wound up sleeping on top of my sheets in just a bra and shorts with my ceiling fan cranked up to full blast and I still felt godawful. I haven't sweated that much since I had the crazy death flu in my first year of college (and in that case it was because I had a fever of 105ºF). Just one of life's little reminders not to take things for granted, I suppose -- I actually have heard news reports about people without air conditioners here DYING (literally!) in the hotter parts of the summer. Thankfully, the repair guy showed up while I was gone this morning instead of three days later (or some such like what cable repair technicians pull on people).

Finally, I took my chemistry final (ha! See what I did there?) a couple of hours ago and actually...sort of did okay on it. I think. I was studying yesterday (and, again, whining to [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle) and was just about ready to commit seppuku by the time I went to sleep but actually? It wasn't that bad.

Of course, it's entirely conceivable that I still flunked it but fuck it, all my other grades in the class are As, it would be literally impossible for me to actually fail this class at this point so Idgaf. Freedom!

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(Side note: Raise your hand if you love the Despicable Me minions as much as I do XD)

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"Ring out the false, ring in the true..." -- Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Cheers.

P.S. - Dear Rick Perry,

You actually seriously think you stand a snowball's chance in Hell of becoming President?

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Subtitles: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Sorry, honey, people still remember Dubya, I don't think people are exactly pro-Texas yet. It probably doesn't help that you held a giant event to pray the economy into sucking less instead of, y'know, trying to make actual plans to attempt to fix it that don't involve divine intervention.

Shaking my damn head (and I'm a local!),
[livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies
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So, internets, I sort of got the GK/AI crossover up to 16,000 words last night. Parts I and IV are written in their entirety (yeah, I don't get my brain either), part II is partially written and completely storyboarded, part III is almost completely storyboarded, and I still have to start storyboarding part V.

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SHIT, BRAIN, GET IT TOGETHER.

*ahem* Anyway, I decided to post a little snippet of part IV as a cookie for y'all and a "thank you" for everyone who's been listening to me bitch about this fic for so long.

Title: Take These Sunken Eyes (And Learn To See)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies
Pairing: Gen, or Tunny/EG if you tilt your head and squint
Rating: PG/PG-13 (just to be safe)
Summary: Tunny gets sick in the middle of recovering, and gets a little TLC from a rather...extraordinary source.
Author's note: I guess this could stand on its own, but this scene is meant to serve as something of a companion piece to Blackbird (which is the same scene from Grace's POV) so it's probably better to read them both. [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle is pretty much a goddess for putting up with my various neuroses without strangling me (and even betaing my stuff anyway).

When Tunny starts to get a cough... )

So yeah, hopefully someone out there got some enjoyment out of that. Comments of all kinds are, as usual, both welcome and strongly encouraged, even if they're simple "I liked this" or "Shut up and gtfo the internet" type comments.

In other news, I went to the doctor today just to get my BC script updated again and wound up waiting for a solid fucking hour in a waiting room with multiple screaming children. This, given the migraine I've had since last night, meant I was pretty much in my own personal tenth circle of Hell.

On the bright side, I lost fifteen pounds since I last checked a month ago, and am now safely in the "normal" weight range for my height AND my blood pressure is normal (instead of being all fucked from my meds like it was before) \o/

This post brought to you by Tunny and the boys because I miss Stark and his stupid adorable face

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"Film lovers are sick people..." -- Francois Truffaut (sadly true in my case...)

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Cheers.

P.S. - ASkars is still in New York. STILL. My inner tinhatter is probably going to rupture something soon from all this squee.

OhdearGod.

Jul. 30th, 2011 08:34 pm
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Okay, someone needs to PLEASE EXPLAIN THIS SHIT TO ME RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I'M FREAKING THE FUCK OUT.

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OhGodohGodohGodohGod

So yeah, just to re-iterate; I'm begging y'all, please never EVER send any Starsgard I write to ANY of the GK cast. Ever.

Brb, nursing an ulcer.

In other news, I went to write some more Tunny/Will/Extraordinary Girl fic (which is now at 27,000ish words...) and wound up writing a really sappy Tunny/EG scene for the GK/AI crossover instead *facepalm* I hate my brain sometimes.

I had more I was going to say, but I got sidetracked by the whole thing where an anon meme succeeded in turning me into a nervous wreck.

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"Illusion is the first of all pleasures..." -- Voltaire

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Cheers.

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