( my sister dragged me into the premiere of the X-files movie last night... spoilers, obviously )

( Act III )

I got tagged by kskitten and while I think tagging is mean, I needed something to spam today anyway ;)

1. Take a picture of your bag (that's my fave at the moment, but I'm an addict and have dozens...)
2. Now dump everything out and neatly adjust them, and take a picture (no matter how embarrassing)
3. Talk about the items inside. Detail
4. Tag 6 people.

( my innermost secrets )

my motto: always be prepared. heee. even though it seems I'm some kind of geeky, slutty weirdo. ha!
and I've just noticed that the content of my bag is somehow very personal and very telling. teeeheeee.

I'm not tagging, but REQUESTING from everyone who looked in here to post pics of their bags. you know you wanna do it!

the lovely mefnord visited me last weekend and we had a great time watching BtVS eps. She only wanted to spend one night here as she was afraid I was an psychotic axe murderer (why are all people afraid of that?) but spent two nights instead, so I guess that proves I'm not!

the second evening we watched the funny S4 episodes. Plus Doomed, because we both couldn't remember what the hell happens in that one. (we only had the German titles, so it took us quite some time to figure out it was Doomed. heee.) We kinda kept watching as we couldn't remember the ending... There doesn't happen a lot, btw. Except... Riley is LILAC! *bwahaha*

but then we were a bit distracted by Spike's pants (I know! that's not that uncommon...)
but seriously. Did you all remember these jeans??
Do you know how many fics I've read where Spike gets rid of his shirt and his pants are so obscenely low hanging that you can basically see his pubic hair? Let me tell you, there were a lot of these...
And now I ask you: How? In these jeans? so not possible!

( I mean just look!!! )

This very insightful post was brought to you by my attempt to get back into spamming. It's not that bad of a start for that, right?

Uhm, hi?

Do you still remember me?
and more importantly:

DID YOU MISS ME AND DO YOU STILL LOVE ME???

(yes I know, it's almost been three months! *hangs head in shame*)

I must have turned into a Slayer overnight...

...because I'm pretty sure there are muscles on my body right now that no human should normally have. And. they. are. all. hurting.

and whoever said Yoga was good for your flexibility lied. I had my first Yoga lesson with the best!buddy yesterday (2 hours [in numbers: 120 minutes] of Surya Namaskar] and I can tell you moving is extremely unpleasant today. OUCH!

The teacher was impressed though that absolute!beginner!me got "Die Krähe" (is it "the crow" in English?) right at first try. Yay for my biceps and triceps! heee.

Life is crazy right now, and I don't have any time to squee with my flist and bask in all the BtVS glory that comes with this reunion.

But sweet_ali is my life saver with this link spam so I can catch up when I'm back from the dead.

Also, mad_brilliant_ cracked me up with this lovely picspam in regard of the Smidge declaring Spuffy canon. YES! heee.

and one of my fave quotes (aaah, the lovely wangst in here! *g*):
SMG: (to James) You look at things lately and I've seen a bunch of lists recently where they were talking about favourite characters, favourite shows... I saw the best love scenes this week - it was you and me, by the way. (audience cheers)
JM: Take that, Angel!

Oh fandom, how I've missed you and I'm glad seeing you back in action squee!

See you next week my lovelies and you're very welcome to spam me with pics and quotes and links and recs. THANKS! (I'm so sad I'm missing the fun!!!)

the obligatory two cents of mine regarding the "huge" new Buffy thing

( spoilers for issue 12 of the Buffy Season 8 comic )

scene at work yesterday
co-worker: OMG, you look sick!
me: Geeee, thank you!!!
co-worker What?! I could have said you look like shit, but I haven't!
I left work early, drank liters of tea and went to bed. I slept, woke up, drank more tea, slept again.
I guess I'm kinda sick. hmmm, maybe that's why I feel horrible...


but I'm all up to date with Torchwood, yay!
( Season 1 of Torchwood )

I'm enjoying Season 2 much more than season one. There's humour!! ♥
(and not of the unvoluntary kind this time... *whistles*)
ah, I'm so easy, mix a little humour and absurdity into angst and sci-fi and you'll have my undying fanlove.
and as I love it much more I'm writing about it much less now. yes, I know my sense of logic is awesome.

I'm also falling for Ianto. While he bored me throughout the first half of S1, I'm constantly thinking he's the OMG, CUTEST THING EVAH!!!11! now.
I'm not sure yet if I wanna give him a hug or ravish him though. he's just so CUTE, you know?
( here's proof... )

I need to make Ianto icons! alas, I feel too sick right now, but I'm doing it. soon-ish.
(procrastination is the new pink!)

I was dressed up as Buffy for the carnival costume party this weekend. Season fourish with red leather pants (thank god for ebay!), black tank top and a blond wig which I got my hairstylist to cut in Buffy-fashion (heee!)

I've rarely made a more creepy sociological experiment. I was hit on every other second. Guys who haven't talked to me in decades (no kidding!) suddenly wanted to buy me drinks. I couldn't walk even two meters without some guy trying to make a pass at me.
seriously, it was scary!
the lil sis decided at some point to never leave my side as the guys bought her drinks, too, when she was with me.

I'm rather shocked how predictable men really are. It's been funny, in a very sad kind of way.
Inconceivable!

I'm pretty sure if the wig and the leather pants would have walked around alone at the party they would have been hit on just as much. Seriously!