This is my valentine to all of you. And please watch it, because I spent about a week putting it together. :) It's a huge file, so do let it load before playing it. (If this is really taking too long, I can upload a smaller version, but lots of the effects are lost in that version so this one is much better.)
I apologize for the unauthorized use of the Leto brothers, especially Jared as one of the many ill-fated grooms. That's cheesy, I know, but it was mostly an accident. I had this idea of an escaped bride for about a year now, and it was my good luck that when I showed up on Halloween as the bride, Le Jared showed up looking like a bloody bridegroom and stood in my vicinity. The costumes and the setting were just too cool to neglect for this idea that's been with me since I heard this song.
Anyway, happy VD to all of you (*snick*) and remember the very last line of this song, from me to you. ;P
Alternately, you could download the small version, it's about 45 MB I think. Which would give me a big squee, but dialups should run the oppostie direction in all cases.
Oh and yes, I
do rely on filters to disguise people and mistakes. That a problem? ;)
In other news, let's see. Saturday I went out with Brit and I found the most perfect gown. It was burgundy crushed velvet, halter neck with long, wide ties that went from the neck to around the waist to anywhere you wanted. Believe it or not, the extra small fit me. It was on sale, too, half off. I was this close to buying it when Brit pointed out the fur shrugs on the next shelf over, by the same company. Bah. >_> So I put it back. Still, we had fun going shopping.
Sunday was dolphin day and Ariel was a pleasure. It was cold as all get-out and I nabbed some hand-warmers to put in my boots, as I could not feel my toes after an hour. Then I found out that Ariel might be leaving this Sunday. I'll miss her, the darling, but it would be great to have Sundays back.
Monday I trained so hard I almost died on the spot. I'm missing Kung Fu tonight (the school might actually be closed tonight because of this rain / ice storm thingie; we don't know yet,) but I'm sick anyway and I doubt any of the moms there want the receptionist coughing all over their kids just before winter break. Also, training brothers and sisters probably don't want to catch it, either. I got it from Raq, or Sifu, or Tracy. >_> They were all sick last week. This sucks, because I wanted to go and do more of those kicks I was loving so much.
On Tuesday our hospital was inspected, and I was forbidden to speak. More, I made up rules for myself that I had to follow all day: Dont lick any of the pictures hung up in the kitchen; don't show anyone your underwear; don't touch anyone inappropriately; don't punch anyone in the vagina; don't kill or even threaten to kill any of the clients. It was difficult, but I think it went well. Tomorrow all bets are off, total Baccanalia. I might show up in a showgirl outfit and hire a band, you never know. Also, I brought home a little goldfinch who flew into a window.
And such is life in the dead of winter.
(Incidentally, I hate it when LJ hijacks my blog to put their own decorations up. If I wanted hearts and sparkles on the befrigged thing, I would have put them myself.)
