Danger! Danger Will Robinson! Rant ahead!

There was a 'cute' little message on an X-Men list I'm on today.

I am a HUGE gambit fan and am hoping that he is in x-men2. I heard a
rumor of at least a cameo appearance of him in x-men2. But, wasn't he
one of the original x-men?

Oh honey. If you were *such* a huge Gambit fan, you would KNOW that he wasn't one of the original X-Men. Beast was, Cyclops was, Marvel Girl was, Wolverine was, Iceman was, and hell, even Carol Danvers was around before Gambit. Gambit was a weak as piss 80s addition.

Now don't get me wrong. I wuv a bit of Gambitness, I even pair him with my darling Jubilee (only cause those two are so damned cute together), but this sort of Gambit fan zealousness-to-the-point-of-stupidity really norks me off. I dont know why, I really should be bothered by more important things, like a life, or something.

I've just discovered PPCing. It's - amazingly funny. The girls that do it (Acacia and Jay) are fucking hilarious, and I'm a fan. Great.

I'd wonder how they'd feel about my LotR story. Mine is... well sappy. In parts. But also sad. And happy. And - well it's just something to make me happy. But I like to think that my dear little Periwinkle is at least interesting in some way, and likeable.

Upon opening the door he saw one of the ladies from town. She was of Peregrin and Meriadoc's age, some twenty years shy of Frodo's, and her round sweet cheeks were rosy and full. Looking upon such a face that seemed never to have been touched by the savage darkness that lay beyond awoke a pain inside of Frodo, and he fought to keep a soft welcoming look on his face. He knew this young lady as Periwinkle Proudfoot, and of all the Proudfeet, was one of the sweeter in the face and eyes. Her eyes were large, a warm brown that spoke volumes of the tender soul within, and the round face had a button nose that was blunt at the end, and red chiselled lips that were full in parts. She was very much the vision of hobbitly beauty, as beautiful as hobbits were considered in the wider world, which wasn’t much at all. Their features weren’t doted upon amongst the rest of the Middle Earth folk; then again hobbits were very much ignored outside the Shire altogether. She shuffled her long furry feet and brought forward a basket, curved brows lifting.

Well, a little passage like that isn't really informative regarding her, cause she's sort of... introduced slowly over the whole story. If you get what I mean. Bah. I don't care, it brings me a lot of happiness, writing this story.

Geez. Days of Our Lives is on in a tick. It's been so very funny recently. John has been pulling the funniest faces, and Marlena has been kicking butt, which in itself is really funny. Of course, Kristin has been chucking spasmos, and I can't help but laugh helplessly at that.

John is so painfully thick. It doesn't bear repeating.

Well, I'm off. My neice is really cute. As you can see here:



Hugs,
Nancy.

Danger! Danger Will Robinson! Rant ahead!

There was a 'cute' little message on an X-Men list I'm on today.

I am a HUGE gambit fan and am hoping that he is in x-men2. I heard a
rumor of at least a cameo appearance of him in x-men2. But, wasn't he
one of the original x-men?

Oh honey. If you were *such* a huge Gambit fan, you would KNOW that he wasn't one of the original X-Men. Beast was, Cyclops was, Marvel Girl was, Wolverine was, Iceman was, and hell, even Carol Danvers was around before Gambit. Gambit was a weak as piss 80s addition.

Now don't get me wrong. I wuv a bit of Gambitness, I even pair him with my darling Jubilee (only cause those two are so damned cute together), but this sort of Gambit fan zealousness-to-the-point-of-stupidity really norks me off. I dont know why, I really should be bothered by more important things, like a life, or something.

I've just discovered PPCing. It's - amazingly funny. The girls that do it (Acacia and Jay) are fucking hilarious, and I'm a fan. Great.

I'd wonder how they'd feel about my LotR story. Mine is... well sappy. In parts. But also sad. And happy. And - well it's just something to make me happy. But I like to think that my dear little Periwinkle is at least interesting in some way, and likeable.

Upon opening the door he saw one of the ladies from town. She was of Peregrin and Meriadoc's age, some twenty years shy of Frodo's, and her round sweet cheeks were rosy and full. Looking upon such a face that seemed never to have been touched by the savage darkness that lay beyond awoke a pain inside of Frodo, and he fought to keep a soft welcoming look on his face. He knew this young lady as Periwinkle Proudfoot, and of all the Proudfeet, was one of the sweeter in the face and eyes. Her eyes were large, a warm brown that spoke volumes of the tender soul within, and the round face had a button nose that was blunt at the end, and red chiselled lips that were full in parts. She was very much the vision of hobbitly beauty, as beautiful as hobbits were considered in the wider world, which wasn’t much at all. Their features weren’t doted upon amongst the rest of the Middle Earth folk; then again hobbits were very much ignored outside the Shire altogether. She shuffled her long furry feet and brought forward a basket, curved brows lifting.

Well, a little passage like that isn't really informative regarding her, cause she's sort of... introduced slowly over the whole story. If you get what I mean. Bah. I don't care, it brings me a lot of happiness, writing this story.

Geez. Days of Our Lives is on in a tick. It's been so very funny recently. John has been pulling the funniest faces, and Marlena has been kicking butt, which in itself is really funny. Of course, Kristin has been chucking spasmos, and I can't help but laugh helplessly at that.

John is so painfully thick. It doesn't bear repeating.

Well, I'm off. My neice is really cute. As you can see here:



Hugs,
Nancy.