rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (waiting for you (anniesj))
I don't have people over to stay very often - I think that a grand total of two people have stayed the night this year - and so I tend to act a bit forlorn and quite possibly lovesick when they've gone. [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus is off having an awesome time with [livejournal.com profile] tick_ now, and I'm moping around the house and smiling fondly at the unmade bottom bunk (IT IS ONLY MILDLY CREEPY) and looking at the pictures she drew for me.

One of these pictures is of Joseph (from the musical, not my brother) looking adorably embarrassed in his wonderfully ridiculous Egyptian slave skirt-thing and knee-length socks, and it gives me endless joy. It's a bit grey, which I am sure is because the scanner is crap and not because I am woefully incompetent when it comes to adjusting brightness/contrast levels at all, but that does not stop it from being glorious.

I fully intend to kidnap [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus and keep her locked up in my house and force her to draw things for me all day. Maybe not today, because that wouldn't be fair to [livejournal.com profile] tick_. But soon.

(I love spending time with people from Livejournal in real life. If I meet a new person out in the Real World, I'm always terribly uneasy and awkward because I don't know what their interests and, crucially, their weirdness threshold are; what will they be happy to talk about? What will just scare them away? Should I try to engage them in conversation about politics or Top Gear or zombie biology or, indeed, how the political views of the Top Gear team might be influenced by a zombie attack? It's so much easier when I already know a bit about how they think and they already know that I'm mildly insane.)
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (I APPROVE)
GUYS GUYS GUYS WEDNESDAY WAS SO AWESOME THAT YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE IT.

Well, actually, it's a completely believeable sort of awesome. BUT IT WAS STILL SO SO AWESOME AND I AM SO HAPPY.

Basically, what happened was this: I went to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat with [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus (ah, suddenly the Piers Morgan picture makes complete sense! except, y'know, not), and it was absolutely bloody brilliant. It was fun and ridiculous and gloriously, gloriously mad, and Lee Mead (who was definitely the right person to win Any Dream Will Do) ran around with a manic (and adorable) grin that reminded me quite severely of the Doctor. Lee Mead as the eleventh incarnation of the Doctor, with the technicolor coat as his outfit and a slightly worrying tendency to burst into song: awesome?

(But the coat was not red and yellow and green and brown and scarlet and black and ochre and peach and ruby and olive and violet and fawn and lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve and cream and crimson and silver and rose and azure and lemon and russet and grey and purple and white and pink and orange and red and yellow and green and brown and blue! WHAT SORT OF TECHNICOLOR DREAMCOAT IS THAT? The song lied to me! I disapprove!)

In the interval, we discussed such marvellous topics as 'James May' as rhyming slang, the Master running around in the technicolor dreamcoat (yes, my mind really is in crossover mode all the time; I cannot quite remember how this came about - I think it was because [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus started singing 'I Can't Decide' - but I was quite insistent about it), Joseph's alarming slave outfit (complete with what was, essentially, a skirt) and the fact that the musical was so utterly, wonderfully insane that it felt like watching a joint project by the members of [livejournal.com profile] topgearslash (they are all lunatics. All of them).

Also, I got to introduce [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus to my mother, who is wonderful and one of the few people from my Real Life in front of whom I can discuss Holmes/Watson mpreg and a Voldemort/Dobby fic (someone else's, I hasten to add) containing the line 'Dobby has been a naughty house-elf and needs to be punished'* completely unselfconsciously.

[livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus has basically promised (no matter what she may say) to write and direct the minimalist musical, 'Joseph and the Amazing Monochrome Dreamcoat'. Piers Morgan will play the role of Joseph. The ending will be the stage going dark and a large sign proclaiming 'ROCK FALLS, EVERYONE DIES'. It will be amazing. So there is something for you to look forward to! In the meantime, go and watch Joseph, because it is so much fun. (And watch it with [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus if you can, because she's brilliant.)

* true story
rionaleonhart: top gear: the start button on a bugatti veyron. (going down tonight)
Pairings I Would Really, Really Like Somebody To Write:

Lee/Keith (Any Dream Will Do; not including their full names in case either is in the habit of Googling himself. Er, hello, Lee or Keith, if you've somehow stumbled across this! I hope you don't know what 'slash' is. PLEASE DO NOT LOOK IT UP). This is extremely bad and wrong of me, but I can't help it. Any Dream Will Do was a very recent TV series in which young men competed for the lead role in a West End production of Joseph and his Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. During the final, a number of scenes awakened my poor demented brain to the idea of Lee/Keith, no matter how hard I tried to prevent it:

The announcement of the contender in third place. Lee (my favourite) is the one in the red coat; Keith is the one in yellow.
Lee and Keith perform 'Superstar' from Jesus Christ Superstar.
The announcement of the winner.

OBSERVE THE HUGGING. IT IS ADORABLE oh dear I'm a terrible person.

Also, have Lee and Lewis singing 'Oh What a Circus' from Evita. It has nothing to do with slash (unless you're one of the people who seem to be intrigued by Lee/Lewis - ahahaha, I love that I'm not the only person who has actually been contemplating Any Dream Will Do slash, you lunatics), but it's probably my favourite of the performances.

Jeremy Clarkson/Ford GT (Top Gear). I can't believe there isn't more of this, honestly. It is an amazing, beautiful, tragic love story. Man meets car, man falls in love with car, man orders car, car is eventually delivered a million years late, man licks roof of car in carsexual bliss, car refuses to start the next day, car spends the next year making besotted man miserable. It is a fabulous pairing for angst. YES, I KNOW THAT IT IS BETWEEN A MAN AND A CAR. WHAT IS YOUR POINT? (I would not say no to Jeremy Clarkson/Bugatti Veyron, either.)

Richard Hammond/Selphie Tilmitt (Top Gear/Final Fantasy VIII). This would be adorable, right up to the point at which they blow up the entire planet.

Allison Cameron/The Janitor (House/Scrubs). I think that I have a strange sort of fondness for pairings that manage to combine adorability with absolute lunacy. This would, of course, have to be Cameron as she is portrayed in Series One and Two, because in Series Three she has a sudden and bizarre personality change. Woe!

Top Gear Dog/[livejournal.com profile] dracothelizard (Top Gear/um, the Netherlands). You know it's true.

And, as always, Captain Jack Harkness/anyone. If you know the character, you'll understand.