|11:29 pm - Who Needs Non-Supernatural Drama? Really.|
Tonight, on Adventures in Facebook (This just in!):
Diane Ruggiero is working on an outline for a scary show and there's a giant freakin crow on my window sill. It's either some sort of demon bird, or it's hurt and I'm going to wind up feeding it wet milk bread with an eye-dropper. Either way, can't a girl just write an outline?So...I've got that going for me.
Diane Ruggiero: I love you, Sunil. Love.
Me: Once upon a Wednesday dreary, while Di pondered weak and weary,
Over an outline for a scary show in which bloody men kill,
While she nodded, hemming, hawing, suddenly there came a cawing,
As of someone gently gnawing, gnawing on her window sill.
"'Tis some visitor," she muttered, "gnawing on my window sill
If it's hurt, I'll feed it swill."
Someone I Don't Know: I don't know you, Sunil, but will you marry me?
Me: Any woman who appreciates a Poe parody would make a fine wife.
Diane Ruggiero: with crow parody
he wins her love and acclaim
til my sweet haiku
Diane Ruggiero: [Someone I Don't Know], he's a lady killer. Tread lightly.
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