*sniff* I'm so sorry, Professor Snape!

This is the funniest thing ever. Link found in sociofemme's LJ:

Punish me, professor!

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Thistle-Chaser

So you enjoy 'having a laugh'? You may be surprised to learn that I, too, have a sense of humour.

Of sorts.

Your punishment will be an evening with Professor Lockhart, helping him to answer his (alleged) 'fan mail'.

S. Snape

*sniff* I'm so sorry, Professor Snape!

This is the funniest thing ever. Link found in sociofemme's LJ:

Punish me, professor!

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Thistle-Chaser

So you enjoy 'having a laugh'? You may be surprised to learn that I, too, have a sense of humour.

Of sorts.

Your punishment will be an evening with Professor Lockhart, helping him to answer his (alleged) 'fan mail'.

S. Snape

Food, HP's Lupin

Got a salad with beans on it for lunch. Beans seemed okay (black beans, didn't really taste like anything, just a little mushy). Didn't like the salad in general though (it was a "southwestern" one, with corn and beans and spicy).

I'm indecisive about dinner, but mostly because I'm darned tired of thinking about food. (I actually had a dream last night that I was eating cucumbers in a room full of donuts.) Either I'll get fried rice from the Chinese place, or I'll make grilled cheese at home. Or something else. Who knows.

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The Lupin in the books is a pretty bland fellow, and so I never really paid much attention to him. Didn't like him, didn't hate him, he was just there. It wasn't until I started reading fics about him that he started getting an actual personality. Odd thing is, I just stumbled across the stories by chance, I hadn't searched out fics about him on purpose.

Silver Moon by Maeglin Yedi was a fic I really should not have read at work (quite firmly NC-17), but wow, I'm glad I did anyway. Lupin/Macnair. Bloodplay, non-con. It was one of those stories that ended on a perfect note, and while I want MORE MORE MORE, I can't even honestly wish for that since it really ended where it should have.

Today I read The Nine Lives of Severus Snape by The Treacle Tart. Though Snape is the main character, Lupin is a strong second. Nine Lives pulled off something really hard to do: Though Lupin was still "only" a nice guy in it, he was *interesting*. He was kind and nice and quiet and all that stuff that's usually boring (in characters), but I found myself liking him anyway.

(At least one, but maybe both?, of these recs came by way of ntamara's LJ.)

Food, HP's Lupin

Got a salad with beans on it for lunch. Beans seemed okay (black beans, didn't really taste like anything, just a little mushy). Didn't like the salad in general though (it was a "southwestern" one, with corn and beans and spicy).

I'm indecisive about dinner, but mostly because I'm darned tired of thinking about food. (I actually had a dream last night that I was eating cucumbers in a room full of donuts.) Either I'll get fried rice from the Chinese place, or I'll make grilled cheese at home. Or something else. Who knows.

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The Lupin in the books is a pretty bland fellow, and so I never really paid much attention to him. Didn't like him, didn't hate him, he was just there. It wasn't until I started reading fics about him that he started getting an actual personality. Odd thing is, I just stumbled across the stories by chance, I hadn't searched out fics about him on purpose.

Silver Moon by Maeglin Yedi was a fic I really should not have read at work (quite firmly NC-17), but wow, I'm glad I did anyway. Lupin/Macnair. Bloodplay, non-con. It was one of those stories that ended on a perfect note, and while I want MORE MORE MORE, I can't even honestly wish for that since it really ended where it should have.

Today I read The Nine Lives of Severus Snape by The Treacle Tart. Though Snape is the main character, Lupin is a strong second. Nine Lives pulled off something really hard to do: Though Lupin was still "only" a nice guy in it, he was *interesting*. He was kind and nice and quiet and all that stuff that's usually boring (in characters), but I found myself liking him anyway.

(At least one, but maybe both?, of these recs came by way of ntamara's LJ.)

I didn't think this happened in reality...

So there I was, happily carting home my very extra cheese pizza (the guys at the shop know me and usually put extra extra cheese on my extra cheese pizza). I was hungry, and I love pizza from this place, so all I wanted to do was get in the door, change, and eat.

The first part of that list went fine. I got in the door and succeeded in not tripping over my cat. Put the pizza down in the kitchen, went into the bedroom to change. Pulled off my shirt. Threw shirt on bed. Noticed something odd in the sunshine.

Miss. Kitty threw up *another* hairball. On my bed. On my pillow. GAH.

It must have been sometime earlier today, for the, um, "liquids" soaked way into my pillow, yet the outside of the mess got baked by the sun and was firm/hard. Gross, gross, gross. I thought hairballs on pillows only happened in jokes!

At first I delayed eating in an attempt to clean it, but quickly gave up. The "juices" (ew) had soaked into a lot of the pillow, and so I'm just going to toss it out. But man, there's nothing like the smell of cat puke before eating!

This has been a crazy time for hairballs. I swear she's had more than ten of them in a month, and that's even with me brushing her most days -- and she's a short haired cat! (And it really is hairball, not just puked up food.)

I didn't think this happened in reality...

So there I was, happily carting home my very extra cheese pizza (the guys at the shop know me and usually put extra extra cheese on my extra cheese pizza). I was hungry, and I love pizza from this place, so all I wanted to do was get in the door, change, and eat.

The first part of that list went fine. I got in the door and succeeded in not tripping over my cat. Put the pizza down in the kitchen, went into the bedroom to change. Pulled off my shirt. Threw shirt on bed. Noticed something odd in the sunshine.

Miss. Kitty threw up *another* hairball. On my bed. On my pillow. GAH.

It must have been sometime earlier today, for the, um, "liquids" soaked way into my pillow, yet the outside of the mess got baked by the sun and was firm/hard. Gross, gross, gross. I thought hairballs on pillows only happened in jokes!

At first I delayed eating in an attempt to clean it, but quickly gave up. The "juices" (ew) had soaked into a lot of the pillow, and so I'm just going to toss it out. But man, there's nothing like the smell of cat puke before eating!

This has been a crazy time for hairballs. I swear she's had more than ten of them in a month, and that's even with me brushing her most days -- and she's a short haired cat! (And it really is hairball, not just puked up food.)