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So I called [livejournal.com profile] daev on the phone a little while ago. The conversation started like this:

Me: [dialing]
Dave: Hello?
Me: WHAT THE HELL HAVE I WROUGHT UPON THIS EARTH?!

In short: Oh. My. God.

I am utterly flabbergasted by this whole thing. I had no idea people would take to that song the way they have. I am flattered, I am in awe, I am grateful beyond language. And I am regretting that I can't respond to everyone who commented and everyone who linked to it, so I'll say it here: Thank you all so much!

I still want to know when Sensitive Singer-Songwriter Guy became Overly Verbose Filker Guy. Was there a meeting that I missed or...?

(While I'm here, though, I'd like to welcome new readers [livejournal.com profile] idiomagic, [livejournal.com profile] jessicamelusine, [livejournal.com profile] patchwerkgirl and [livejournal.com profile] thatcrazycajun! *waves* Just to warn you: the song is something of a fluke, as this journal has been reliably entertainment- and content-free for the last 300 posts or so. But hey, it's the Internet, so make yourselves at home!)

So other than my inbox going all splodey-like (in a good way), it's a quiet evening, with [livejournal.com profile] rafaela reading through the latest porn, and by "porn," I mean "the Dean and Deluca catalog." Gratuitous use of prosciutto-related imagery, indeed. Need to raid the fridge now, if you'll excuse me....
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