I bought a Yazoo keychain yesterday in Northampton, and wanted to display it without the chain. It was attached via a little screw stuck in Yazoo's head. Contrary to all expectations, the screw wasn't loose at all.

...That's it.

The fight scene with Bahamut started, and lo, it was cool. About an hour in it started to pall, and I went away and had a snack. Came back, and they were still fighting Bahamut. Worked on a fanfic for a bit, updated my web site, still fighting Bahamut. Cooked dinner, caught an episode of Stargate, played with the cats, had a quickie with my honey, argued about whether he was allowed to smoke in bed, still fighting Bahamut. Lost the argument, took a walk to escape the smoke, got kidnapped by aliens, tested, taught secret psychic powers, returned to my living room, saw through the fading transference beam that Bahamut was GOING DOWN! W00T!

And then we entered the Era of Motorcycle Chases, and I gave up. Left the movie playing in the background, though. They're still on their motorcycles. It's been a week, so they've probably made it across China and are dripping Jenova goo on the Great Wall, but look at 'em go! They're so pretty. It's like the world's most violent bishie screensaver.

Things I did yesterday:

Bought a house outside Balmora. It cost 20K, but the realtor gave it to me for 13K because she liked me so much. I showed up to claim my digs, and found incredibly powerful monsters parked in the dining room, breathing like Darth Vader. Dude, when we bought the House of Red Doors, all we got were wasps. But I cleared them out, then ran about inspecting my wee minipalace. It comes with far more than 20K worth of sellables, plus loads and loads of built-in storage, so I zipped back and forth with my teleportation ring, yanking all my swag out of the crates in front of the Mages' Guild and putting it in its place.

Yes, last night I spent two hours tidying my RPG character's house. To avoid tidying my own house. It's like playing the Sims, but without the threat of alien mpreg.

Washed a sink's worth of dishes and did two loads of laundry. Guilt cleaning.

Got irrefutable proof that, now and forever, chauni rocks. She sent me approximately 17,000 hours of anime (or two DVD's, whichever is larger)--Gankutsuou, Loveless, the FMA movie, Advent Children, and no doubt about 12 other things that I didn't get to because dude, Advent Children.

Kadaj is indeed yummy. He needs to be spanked. It is a necessity. But he's a Final Fantasy character; of course he needs to be spanked. I started watching the movie in the middle because it started with a Lion King montage, and I am all about the instant gratification, but peacefulchaos assures me that plot does not matter. After watching a troop of leather-clad young men leap about like fleas for an hour, this seems like an eminently reasonable assertion.

Chauni, you are the nougat in my Snickers bar. Thank you so, so much.

Kadaj, Advent's Silver-Haired Bastard Stepchild. Shameless droolage. Critiques and offers of stories and fan art are greatly appreciated.