urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:arcadian_dream There were no good old days ... The lentils got a bit uncool, floor-wise 2008-06-26T14:06:56Z urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:arcadian_dream:22847 2008-06-26T14:06:56Z 2008-06-26T14:06:56Z <span class='ljuser' lj:user='rs_games' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://asylums.insanejournal.com/rs_games/profile'><img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /></a><a href='http://asylums.insanejournal.com/rs_games/'><b>rs_games</b></a></span>&nbsp;Round&nbsp;2&nbsp;fic done!&nbsp;<br />And not in a partcularly desperate, frantic rush. Hopefully this means it will be better (<em>hopefully,</em> haha, though I wouldn't count on it. 'S OK I guess...).<br /><br />This is a bit random but...I was watching 'Party' from season three of <em>Boosh</em> last night, and I don't know how, but my brain went to a very strange <em>Top Gear</em> place: kind of like, Vince/Howard on the roof was equivalent to Hammond/May and Denis the Head Shaman was Jezza looking on. I don't know why, but I can so hear him saying, "I need to go away and re-think a few basic principles."<br /><br />I guess this is what&nbsp; happens when you watch too much <em>Boosh</em>, <em>Top Gear</em> (despite my complete lack of interest in cars - I mean, I don't even drive) and read waaaay too much slash, lol.<br /><br />