I'm off to Adelaide in less than two days! Woohoot! To see some of this!

( Dance Like Me Baby! )

Also, new LOST news?

Will We Ever See LOST On The Silver Screen?

" Lost is due to wrap up in 2010... but will the TV drama be continued on the silver screen? Not likely, says co-executive producer Damon Lindelof.

Speaking to UK newspaper The Sun , Lindelof said that the final episode would definitely be the end of the Emmy Award-winning series.

"We've no plans to continue the story of Lost beyond series six," he said. "My wife says 'never say never'. I say 'never'."

Lindelof promised that the finale will attempt to wrap up all the mysteries that fans have been obsessing over for years.

"We won't be vague and ambiguous - there will be a lot of answers," he said.

However, Lindelof warned Lost aficionados not to expect a happy ending. "Bittersweet comes with the territory," he said. "The ending we're aspiring to is fair."

The warning was seconded by Lost star Michael Emerson, who plays creepy villain Ben Linus.

"I don't think Lost will have a happy ending," he told Entertainment Weekly . "I think we are going to start seeing more casualties. I would put money on major characters being killed... It will definitely be a series finale for grown-ups.""

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And Just for some LOLS: Here's some Hamish & Andy

*groan*

Early start yesterday.... 4am. Late night... 2am....

Rudely awoken by a phone call from my mother: 9am.

So tiiiiired. *slurps coffee*

All I'm sayin' is:

AsGT had better do the right thing by Kevin Skinner.

What an emotionally stirring and brilliant performance. I'd buy it.

Just finished watching Lost in Austen for the 10th gazillion time. Gah. That kiss!

This Darcy definately is on par with Colin Firth. Like woah definately! *whistles*

I think I've been inspired to do some icon making (finally!) but alas, it will have to wait until tomorrow, as it is now 3:30am.... I will proceed on the hour of my waking.

x

I'm updating my Stock Gallery at DeviantArt: Illithian-Stock @ DeviantArt.com

Check it out, have a look around, take what you need, follow the rules.

Some people piss me off.

I think my days of sharing my creative writing on here are over.


I'm over it. Its not worth my time.

Paper Route in all their Boy-ish Man-charm Glory! BAHAHAHAHA!
( click to see them road trippin' singing Dreamer's Disease )


I just wet my pants laughing.

Title: Devotion
Inspired by: 'Devotion'- Lisa Gerrard. __Download__
Notes: A challenge I set at sortof_awesome to those who participate in creative writing. To be inspired by a piece of music, to create a world or character and write a oneshot containing them. ** Not BETA'd **



The twilight glistened as stars made their way into the purple sky.
The breeze tugged at her skirts and whipped long strands of blonde hair across her face.
Her eyes were closed and her lips pressed shut as she repressed the sobs that had built up like a storm inside her heart. Tears tumbled down her cheeks, landing softly on her chest.
The scent of heavy rain lingered in the air and welcomed the large rolling clouds that began to cover her world like a blanket.
She dropped to her knees upon the lush green grass, covering her face with her hands and wept at the freshly closed tomb of her father. Her heart ached, it was broken. Her sobs turned to cries of anguish and mourning as she beat her fists upon the crushed flowers that lay like carpet at her feet.
The wind began to howl, and onlookers stood waiting patiently and with compassion, refraining for interrupting the Princess and her moment of weakness. It was time that they, her people, should be strong for her.
However, an old man, hardened with war and crippled with life’s lessons stepped forward, and placed a wrinkled, but still strong hand on his new Queen’s shoulder. Tears threatened to overthrow any stature he had in his old pale blue eyes, but he stayed stubborn, willing them not to fall.
The wind was now violent, sending her white veil flying around her emotionally drained body and it was then the Princess knew it was time to leave. She would have to face the legacy her Father had left behind; she would have to carry that burden, that cross would be hers to bear.
She begged the Gods in silence, for wisdom, for strength, for compassion, her lips moving effortlessly with the wind, and then rose to her feet with an air of dignity only fitting for a future Queen.
Leaving her tears to stain the ground, she breathed in the night air. Its fresh scent of wild flowers and the ocean, empowered her to move away from the burial ground, one step at a time, her chin raised in both pride and declaration. She would make her father, and her forefather’s proud. She would rule as they had, and when the day came for her to pass onto that ethereal world of Valhalla, she would leave behind her a stronger, fiercer and more prosperous people to be governed by the son or daughter of her choosing.
She would go on, she would be a mighty and sovereign Queen, and this would be her legacy, for her name was Ǻsa and she was her Father’s daughter.

LJ has been relatively slow all day, Mondays must be a bad day for updates :P


Off to bed to read Pride and Prejudice.

Night xx

So, I went out and purchased another large canvas today. Ive been inspired by a Biblical character for sometime now and wanted to capture her in a vision orrientated way. She inspires me to have courage, and wisdom, and take control of my own actions... anyway... - I did this painting. It wasn't originally what I wanted, I wanted to have her (Ashca) in it in some way, but it didn't work out, but I still think of her when I look at it.

Click the link to see it: DOUBLE PORTION: ASHCA (it'll save me from blocking up your flist!)

You're thoughts?

So last night, I had some of the strangest dreams/nightmares ever.

The first dream, involved a grown up Reneesme, beautifully pale, caught up in the hold of a cargo ship. I dreamt that Demi Moore was one of main characters (IKR? Strange!), and Demi found her down there and befriended her.
But Nessies eyes grew blacker and blacker, so she was really scary looking, then one day Demmi comes down to find all the animals in the hold dead and Nessie is rather covered in their blood.
The rest of the crew come down and discover this also and try to kill her, by shooting her and all sort, but she struggles (and of course doesn't die from normal gunshots) and takes hold of Demi's character and starts 'showing her' the pain she's in, what she's been through etc... but thr crew thing that Nessie is using powers to hurt Demi's character, they try to pull her out of harms way, but Nessie refuses to let go of her, and so they make the stupid decision to end Demi's life so she doesn't 'suffer' at the hands of this 'monster'.
Which in turn gets Nessie mad, and she protects Demi, which causes all sorts of havoc.
The end of the dream, shows the boat going up in flames out in the middle of the ocean. You'd think that was the end of Nessie, but no, my nightmare really ended with seeing Nessie swimming and striving to the surface, dragging Demi's character (whom I somehow know is dead from drowning) behind her.

Beware the Wrath of evil Devil Spawn. - Yeah, so you can kinda see how strange that was! lol Evil! It was a nightmare, I know that, but an incredibley interesting nightmare.


The second dream I had, I was out at a camp, and I was somehow an undercover agent. There were three of us at this particular camp and we were there to protect this girl I know, Karen (whose from Malaysia), from her father, who was a big honcho in the Asian Mafia/Drug Lords.
She didn't know we were there, nor did anyone else.

We realized there was someone watching the camp, because we found one of the official agents shot dead in the head, but I remember it was a small, clean wound, so we knew that the offender wasn't out to make big bloody messes and obviously wanted to do this quickly and efficiantly, without alerting anyone.

I remember, I was keeping watch in a car, I was lying under something, (I think it might have been a manequin?) and this older asian guy came up to the car surprising 'me', but he discovered my comoflauge and tried to shoot me with a tiny pistol. I struggled, wrestling him for the gun, one shot went of, piercing my shoulder, but I still struggled, somehow making it out of the car. I could see one of my fellow agents had noticed the scuffle and was running towards us, reaching for her own weapon.

I pushed him up against the knee-high railing, in which he stumbled, falling over backwards, I took the opportunity and grasped the gun, pointed and shot.
I got him clean in the chest.
He was stil alive, however, and said something vile.
By this time, my two partners were there, but knew I had the situation under control.
He spoke again, saying how he'd justy been sitting down for coffee with one of our friends, and they had no clue who he was.
Before he could finish, I spun around and shot the final blow to his neck, just above his collarbone. He slumped over backwards and rolled down the embankment to the beach, where the rising tide would wash his body away and he'd become food for the fish.

I remember it being over, but I'd been shot in my shoulder, which they only realized after, which I had only realized after and I was losing alot of blood. We were 40mins from the nearest hospital, and we didn't really want to go there, as the press would get hold of it and all hell would break loose.
So we called a doctor friend of ours and he agreed (although he was somewhat surprised) to help and we were to meet him at his house.

I can't remember if I made it or not - it sort of faded to black and then I woke up.


So yeah, crazy stuff happening in my head. Sorry for the violence. I don't know why they were so violent, or action packed.... anyone have any ideas?

Finally home from work! Now doing what any normal and sane girl would do, settling down for a nice glass of red wine, salt & Vingar chips and some pepermint chocolate before having a nap...

:D :D :D

Happy Independance Day to my American Flisters. :)

Can't find my phone charger!!! I have a 5am start tomorrow! Oh geeze! I hope I get up in time!!

I need an alarm clock!

Edit: Look! I'm Up! I'm awake! 4:15 I stumbled from my slumber, but I had an absoloute crappy nights sleep. You know the sort where you wake up every 40-odd minutes cause you're scared of sleeping over time?.... Yeah.... one of those nights. *sighs*

Just got back from seeing Ice Age III: Dawn of the Dinosaurs

For serious LOLZ. You MUST SEE THIS MOVIE!

I'm an AUNTY!!!!

My host sister Angela and her husband Daniel, are now the proud parents of Jonothan Emmanuel Camacho. Born 11:43 p.m. Mexico time last night :)

I cannot WAIT for photos :D