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I have caught Slay's cold.
Those of you that know me know that I am a bit of a bloke when I'm ill, and this virus is a bit of a humdinger. (Last time I felt this rough I flew to Milan via Stockholm and almost blew out my eardrums, but that's another story.)
However. I have nowhere I have to be until Monday, so I'm going to take care of my bloody self for once. Thus, being ill is much much easier when:
1 - Modern cold meds are strong enough to have one nigh on tripping one's bollocks off.
2 - One can curl up in bed wrapped up nice and cosy with a cool drink by one's side.
3 - One has a laptop on one's knee and a supply of DVDs by one's side.
I'm almost cheerful, especially considering that I've just watched the interviews on the Helloween DVD and OMG. So. Slashy. (Markus talking about how when you're bored on the tourbus you just curl up in a corner with someone and get to know them better to pass the time? Dani relating how he and Andi share various bottles of wine rather than partying, and how he and Markus share an apartment and-- yeah, my brain asplodey.)
I also have my sketchbooks and pencils here, just in case I get bored. Speaking of which, last night I could't sleep so I drew another picture inspired by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
duffnstuff's new fic, Kings Of Fools - specifically, this bit:
'This thing was definitely a man. His eyes, although red and almost pulsing with intense amusement, had a human shine to them, and his lips bled crimson where his sharp teeth grazed the skin. His cheeks, paler than his left arm, but darker than his right, flushed with delight and his broad, upwards-turned lips twitched at the corners. Greasy, limp hair as black as his clothes fell to his shoulders, where a piece of white cheesecloth stained brown with old blood was knotted about his throat.'
( Beware the Jabberwock, my son, the jaws that bite, the claws that catch! )
Only one other bandfic has ever moved me to draw a couple of characters from it -arrys_girlie's High Seas adventures. But that description gave me such a clear picture in my mind's eye I just had to have a crack at it....
Anyway, I'm going to curl up with a Gamma Ray DVD and blow my nose a lot. I love my laptop.
Those of you that know me know that I am a bit of a bloke when I'm ill, and this virus is a bit of a humdinger. (Last time I felt this rough I flew to Milan via Stockholm and almost blew out my eardrums, but that's another story.)
However. I have nowhere I have to be until Monday, so I'm going to take care of my bloody self for once. Thus, being ill is much much easier when:
1 - Modern cold meds are strong enough to have one nigh on tripping one's bollocks off.
2 - One can curl up in bed wrapped up nice and cosy with a cool drink by one's side.
3 - One has a laptop on one's knee and a supply of DVDs by one's side.
I'm almost cheerful, especially considering that I've just watched the interviews on the Helloween DVD and OMG. So. Slashy. (Markus talking about how when you're bored on the tourbus you just curl up in a corner with someone and get to know them better to pass the time? Dani relating how he and Andi share various bottles of wine rather than partying, and how he and Markus share an apartment and-- yeah, my brain asplodey.)
I also have my sketchbooks and pencils here, just in case I get bored. Speaking of which, last night I could't sleep so I drew another picture inspired by
duffnstuff's new fic, Kings Of Fools - specifically, this bit:'This thing was definitely a man. His eyes, although red and almost pulsing with intense amusement, had a human shine to them, and his lips bled crimson where his sharp teeth grazed the skin. His cheeks, paler than his left arm, but darker than his right, flushed with delight and his broad, upwards-turned lips twitched at the corners. Greasy, limp hair as black as his clothes fell to his shoulders, where a piece of white cheesecloth stained brown with old blood was knotted about his throat.'
( Beware the Jabberwock, my son, the jaws that bite, the claws that catch! )
Only one other bandfic has ever moved me to draw a couple of characters from it -
arrys_girlie's High Seas adventures. But that description gave me such a clear picture in my mind's eye I just had to have a crack at it....Anyway, I'm going to curl up with a Gamma Ray DVD and blow my nose a lot. I love my laptop.
