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[yakalskovich]

Would you believe it, the moment I get a space all of my own like this where I can put many months worth of blah and hoo, my mind is suddenly as empty as a dry bathtub? There is no effing thing worthwhile to write. Only the small and unimportant things to report like the entity entrusted with getting rid of all superfluous work having done his job very well, and my DVD player slowly losing its mind (only recognises old DVDs it has seen before and is increasingly unable to take in anything new; what an odd thing to do), some idle fun with me speculating what all sorts of persons and characters would be like if reincarnated as Wraeththu.

We all know what tribe Snape, for example, would be if he was reborn as a Wraeththu a few centuries from now, but imagine Sherlock Holmes being reincarnated in that future - he's so screwed up, he'd prolly be a Kamagrian to start with - and so on and on and on... What a cuddly little bunny to while away the day with while one feels a bit off-colour. Yes, and the little ghosts and pumpkin lights I hung up yesterday are doing well, too.

The Nazgul has suggested an impromptu Halloween party for tomorrow, no dressup and no guests, only watching scary movies and eating pumpkin stuff. Unfortunately, the Russian shop is still out of pumpkin juice. I went in there today and forgot I was wearing my gold-on-black Rasputin tee shirt. I only noticed the moment I walked in that shop, but didn't want to turn back as I'd especially gone out to get the juice (which they didn't have). So, I snatched my coat round me when already on their threshold, pretending all the while I was cold while I was in there to keep the piccie of good old Grigori Efimovich from peeking out at those good people who keep the shop and potentially spooking them badly, or at least making them wary of me.
I bought some obnoxious sweets, then, as not to leave the place empty-handed after having come especially and pretending it was underheated.

In another shop, I bought three more Hokkaido pumpkins. And two purple heather bushes.-

We were offline off and on today, and the Metropolitan Falk said the sun spots were to blame. I laughed at him and suggested he was having me on because he was to lazy to re-start the DSL thinggie, but later on, when we were online again, read Telepolis and discovered he hadn't lied after all: there have been sunspots on for the last few days. Might that be the reason why we were offline at work yesterday and the day before? The damn *elekom has already admitted to having spontaneously switched off our leased line, but might the sunspots have affected their measly Saxonian brains? In any case, we are having sunspots, so I am prolly excused for being moody and reincarnating everyone as Wraeththu, the Russians are excused for not having any pumpkin juice, and the Internet is excused for occasionally not being there if it doesn't feel like it.

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[tekalynn.livejournal.com]

(paprosii minyaaaaa...!)

We all know what tribe Snape, for example, would be if he was reborn as a Wraeththu a few centuries from now

We do? (Uigenna?) Inquiring minds, or at least this one, Want To Know.

I am frabjulated that you have an lj. And lord, you have a great prose style.

[yakalskovich]

Ahh yes, you know tatu in the original as well. Why aren't I astonished? Really, in English they're a tad trite, but in Russian, they're really wild. The music feels different. I don't know what it is; I only know I wasn't so impressed with the girls before I heard them in Russian for the first time. Then I was. It's an open secret that all that lesbian act is a publicity stunt (sorry about that), but, singing in Russian, they have a fiery quality that the English language versions don't have.-

As for Snape's tribe, I meant the Garridan, of course, tribe of the poisoners; but you aren't far off as the Garridan, according the The Back of The Book, have incorporated many rogue Uigenna.-

[tekalynn.livejournal.com]

Garridan! Yes that's the merry band of psychotics I was thinking of. Lovely people, but if they offer you a sushi house special, decline politely and make a run for it before your innards do (sorry). I knew the Uigenna had something to do with them as well, but couldn't remember which group was which. Thanks.

I wouldn't say I "know" tatu or TATU or tAtU or however the hell they spell their name, but yeah, I have the Russian-language album, and most pleased I was to get it, too. Haven't the faintest idea what they're on about, of course, or even what the title tracks are, but oh well (yeah, I have their website bookmarked, I can look it up there).

I think they must be the first pop group in history to be in the closet about their heterosexuality. Kinda neat, in a disturbing sort of way.

[yakalskovich]

I think they must be the first pop group in history to be in the closet about their heterosexuality. Kinda neat, in a disturbing sort of way.

It's really funny, isn't it? In any case, they're doing a great job for the acceptance of homosexuality in Russia where 70 years of communism has done great damage. Attitudes were slightly more relaxed before; there was that jargon expression that somebody who had a same-sex affair had made "a grammatical mistake", as in not being able to distiguish the masculine and feminine gender (the Russian language has those), and from this rather laid-back piece of ancient jargon I can't really recognise attitudes of utter abhorrence, can you? ;=)

In any case, the issue needs some working on in modern Russia, and tAtU definitely do a good job at opening the discussion, so hurrah for the closet hets nevertheless...