The decline...

[highlyeccentric]

Of my visceral anti-fanfic stance starts here. *All* Arthurian literature is basically fanfic, right?

The lovely fahye was offering two-sentence slash fics, and I requested Lancelot/Gawain, *after* the death of Gawain's brothers (a la Malory):

Honour is a French word.

Gawain rubs the heel of his palm against his eyes until his brothers' judging faces have disappeared and thinks, uncharitably, about the irony of etymology.

eta: holy jam on toast, the woman writes well. Four-sentence Narnia and, bizarrely, two-sentence lemonade/sunlight slash.

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On the other hand, I am *not* going over to the Dark Side. For a period of about two hours this afternoon my parents were going to buy me a Macbook, and then I returned to the light with the realisation that not only would I need to buy OfficeMac, but I'd also need new speakers¹, *and* my only MP3 Player options would be IPods. Since the aforementioned IPod shuffle no longer meets with my approval, due to lack of screen or playlist sorting options, and Myer had a lovely Walkman MP3 Player at $100 off... no, I don't think I want a Macbook after all. I want to keep all my accumulated PC accessories, and just have a new PC to run them on.

1. I've just been informed that no, I would not have to replace my speakers. But my Macbook lust has worn off a little, and methinks it's not worth it after all. Methinks I know my way around a PC, more or less, and that's good enough for now.

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[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

I really enjoyed that movie! It came out when I was in high school, in my pop-arthurian phase, and I delighted in it.

Well, except in the Leather Gwynhfar thing. WTF? HOT, but WTF?

I think I have a Ioan Gruffyd poster on my wall somewhere at home, but the male cast didn't really make a huge impression on me in that movie...