fenella: (sometimes)
lyredenfers ([personal profile] fenella) wrote2008-05-21 10:43 pm

All right, okay. Guess it's better to turn this way.

I'm applying to a camp job in Algonquin park which is totally I Want to Go Home. Oh, the shame. I'm betraying the Rudy Millers everywhere. (Not that there are Rudy Millers everywhere, though that would be all kinds of awesome.) And I would totally enjoy it, too, which is even worse. I am a willing clone! Though the bit on the website that details all things prohibited fills me with so, so much fear. I haven't gone anywhere without my cell phone in four years... Why yes, I AM a big baby. Why do you ask?

All cats love jam! All boys love camp!

[identity profile] ochre54.livejournal.com 2008-05-23 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
A clone! A clone!!

Kiss a beaver for me.

Also, I have seen that episode in your icon :D First one with Jack. Rose hangs on to a dirigible in England in WWII while other flying things take pot shots at her. Excellent. How is she always in the most inappropriate clothing ever?

[identity profile] lyredenfers.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
MUAH. Done and done :D

[identity profile] anait.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't think you are Chip or Pierre, but I can't remember the names of any other clones :(

You should take a look at green teas and all teas.

2 lemon/lime green + 1 exotic fruit green + 1 peach green + 1 pear green?? = 5 teas. Or maybe 1 pomegranate instead of the last (under organic teas). I seem to remember a blackberry, but I can't find it anymore.

Cats love jam and Fenella loves camp!

[identity profile] ochre54.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Dave! The swim coach! And Frank, Chip's clone buddy.

[identity profile] ochre54.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
..as a union jack shirt in an air raid.

[identity profile] lyredenfers.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Or like a lemonade ad campaign in the desert.

[identity profile] lyredenfers.livejournal.com 2008-05-28 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
... I feel as though Rose is running away from a big freaking tree.

Puppy to the rescue! I've got your arm. Om nom nom.