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I was hoping to get to talk to people today since I was out all day yesterday, but as I came out of my bedroom after my shower, Mum presented me with today's schedule, which consists of brunch at 620 Cafe, DSW Shoes* , Costco**, SuperTarget, and haircuts.

So, you know, if you NEVER HEAR FROM ME AGAIN it's because retail ate me.

Preliminary numbers for Lucky's share of the gas well are rolling in. And his sister-in-law wants to buy out his share of some other land that he has part-ownership of through his inheritance from his father.

Um. She wants to pay him three hundred thousand dollars for it.

Cannot cope. Seriously. My head, wrap, cannot, too small. *blows fuse*

*sekritly begins looking at townhouses in Boston*

* Oh god, Bernard's gonna freak, he hates shoe stores.
** Which means hot dogs for lunch, so the day's not a total writeoff.

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I'm back. Retail thought I was bitter. Retail is pretty right. But I did get a hot dog out of the deal, and a kite. Costco, at least our Costco, had nylon kites for $10. More than that, they're THREE DIMENSIONAL nylon kites.

More than that, this one is a PIRATE SHIP.

I win at shopping.

Anyway, I uploaded a bunch of images last night and waited until today to link them so that one or two people could get first crack at the icons, since they play Thewlisy characters in RPs. Now I can link 'em, though. The story behind them is this:

I found a copy of Basic Instinct II online, and it doesn't help my street cred as a straight man to say that I was looking because Thewlis is in it, but dude. It's really awful. I watched it in French, and I could still tell how awful it was. I didn't think it was possible for Sharon Stone to be as un-sexy as she is in this film. Objectively, Sharon Stone is an attractive mature woman. However, she's not at all attractive when she's trying to be twenty years younger than she is. The horrible dye job alone, man.

But I screencapped the Thewlisy bits, so they're all in a gallery (Commentary post-hack: Not so much anymore), with amusing commentary which has inspired me to rename this movie Basic Instinct II: Gimme My Goddamned Quiche. Also, I iconned some of the screencaps. Warning: The moustache is slowly eating his face.

Icons and caps are free for use, free to link to, etc. Hotlink away, it's Elljay's bandwidth. If you use a base, credit would be nice, but if you alter the base and add text and stuff, don't fret about it.

Comment conservation:

[info]juniper200
We don't have a Costco within 50 miles. No pirate kites for me. *sniff*

[info]dargie
*weeps with laughter* Put your hands up and step away from the quiche. I hear Costco has killer smoked salmon for next to no money.

[info]vimeslady
When I first saw photos from PoA of Thewlis, I was appalled. There was no way that was Remus. I thought he was ludicrous. And then, once I saw the movie, I completely fell in love. So I've been looking for movies with him ever since. But I like his appearance best in PoA, because, well, he's Remus.

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Thewlis looks like Donald Sutherland's illegitimate kid in these icons....

[info]hija_paloma
FYI, when I move down there? I am totally stealing your pirate kite.

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excerpted from
BOSTON
by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The sea returning day by day
Restores the world-wide mart;
So let each dweller on the Bay
Fold Boston in his heart,
Till these echoes be choked with snows,
Or over the town blue ocean flows.

Let the blood of her hundred thousands
Throb in each manly vein;
And the wits of all her wisest,
Make sunshine in her brain.
For you can teach the lightning speech,
And round the globe your voices reach.

And each shall care for other,
And each to each shall bend,
To the poor a noble brother,
To the good an equal friend.

A blessing through the ages thus
Shield all thy roofs and towers!
GOD WITH THE FATHERS, SO WITH US,
Thou darling town of ours!

I told Mum about going to Boston today. All jokes aside, it's a serious plan; work like hell through June, pull up stakes and go. She said it was very forward thinking; it took four hours for her to get angry about it, but of course that was the end result. I don't know how precisely I benefit by staying here, considering her main argument is that she "can't help" me in Boston. I was just as far away for the seven years I was in Oregon and St. Nowhere. I came home for every holiday, paying my own ticket; she came to where I lived three times, and two of those were for graduation. I'm not even sure how she thinks she's helping me by stranding me miles from any possible source of employment.

If she could go to Boston and see, she'd understand. If she could see me there, see how much easier things are for me, see how much more easily I smile and how much more beauty and art and soul is there, she wouldn't fight me. If she could see how little Austin can compare to Emerson's "good town on the bay", I'm sure she wouldn't fight me.

But she won't go, and won't see.

So, I'm going. I can't still be here come September. I hope not to be here come July, but we'll see.

Commentary post-hack: Needless to say, I went to Chicago instead. I still love and miss Boston, but Chicago makes me happy too.