in the moderate Aristotelian city

Except that I now want to post all the things and comment on all the things so that I can use my new icons.

I have many!

Whee.

I love icons.

Yay!

Because I have two new Who icons, made by the lovely casett.

The other one is of Matt Smith in handcuffs.

Mmmmm. :D

(Edit - I only uploaded the icons to DW, so you'll have to head over to my DW to look if you saw this on LJ!)

I just grabbed this from last year's MtYG icon post. Because, yes. I didn't even have a SeSa icon last year!

Santa count: 31.

Are you signed up yet? You know you want to!

The lovely rikes offered up this icon to use for my endless succession of posts about The Plan, and it's just perfect.

Thank you, rikes!

I've been trying to add some text to this one. It's crying out for the word "sex" to sit right under those hands. But have not been able due to my lack of GIMP-fu. (I can't even get it in the right place! Sigh. Maybe this is what happens when you try to make icons while sick.)

Anyway, there you are!

I now have many.

Most, but not all, are by the wonderful pensnest. I will however be scouring the internets for further icons.

Whee!

-While watching one music channel or other with ephemera last night, I finally managed to catch "Four Minutes". Verdict: oh my God, the song sucks. Justin needs a fucking shave, and, dude, what's with the scarf? And Madonna is scary. But the concept (CGI scary thing takes over the world) is just fab, and the special effects of people's bodies being eaten away are truly awesome, and I've discovered that I'm sick, because the end, where Justin's chest disappears, is just fucking hot. And they can both dance, I'll grant you that. It's also filled me with plot bunnies, but the plot bunnies are not nice in any way.

-Speaking of plot bunnies, I have so much writing to do, it's not even funny. I need to fix the porn (aha, that's been on the to-do list for so long), finish my Momma-fic which will now have to be for phaballa's birthday, and then there's Dragons and Remix. I think I'm addicted to to challenges, people.

-I went to see The Wombats last night, again with ephemera, and it was totally fab. I haven't really ever been to a gig like that before and it was not quite what I was expecting but it was truly great. I came away going "I must now memorize their album so I know all the lyrics next time". Highlights: Let's Dance To Joy Division (obviously!); they opened with a little a capella song, which is just designed to make me go squee; they had a giant 10ft inflatable wombat in sunglasses! (Anyone who is familiar with the above wombat icon will get an idea why I approve.) Their logo is also a yellow diamond like an Australian road warning sign, which I love, because my sister brought me back one of those signs (saying Wombats 10km) from Australia the first time she went. The second support, I Was A Cub Scout, were also pretty cool, although the first support were a bit dull (although. Floppy spastic weirdo dancing for the win).

-Friday night was JAMES MARSTERS WOO. He is adorable like puppies, and also, hot like burning, and his music is pretty damn cool. Also, he can sing. (Men with good voices really really do it for me.) He has a song called "Chocolate Jesus", which, yes. Also a song about having a crush on an underage girl but nobly not having sex with her (go James!). The support for that was also pretty awesome - his name was Ben Mark or possibly Denmark (I think Ben Mark) and he had some really lovely songs. And a very strong voice.

-I need to go icon hunting. There are so many icons to be had.