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daemonluna) wrote2004-04-11 01:03 am
daemonluna) wrote2004-04-11 01:03 am
Compulsive packrat tendencies to the rescue
Had a thoroughly enjoyable afternoon and evening with much socializing. Got together with friends, watched Moulin Rouge. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
troutkitty made souffles her bitch. She's wierd, and I love her.
However, this reminded me that I read a really good Moulin Rouge slash fic back when the movie first came out. And. Er. It was funny. And it was probably posted on allslash or rareslash. Doesn't give me a lot to go on, ne? I'm currently converting several hundred meg of old mail from Netscape Mail to Eudora.
Incidentally, after not finding it on CKOS or WWOMB, I googled and ended up at a fic whose summary was something about Christian and Satine's marriage, a year later. (Um, I hate to break it to you, but Satine is DEAD. And that's not a huge spoiler. That's something we find out in the first few minutes of the movie.)
I can just see it.
Christian: Satine, my love, I have something to confess to you. I... I... I think I'm a necrophiliac!
Satine's muldering corpse: [...]
Currently stricken by random bout of insomnia. Damn. It's been a while. Odd how a regular sleep schedule and perpetually getting almost but not quite enough sleep helps that. (I would recommend the former, but not the latter.) Maybe I'll go read for a bit or something. Yeah.
troutkitty made souffles her bitch. She's wierd, and I love her.However, this reminded me that I read a really good Moulin Rouge slash fic back when the movie first came out. And. Er. It was funny. And it was probably posted on allslash or rareslash. Doesn't give me a lot to go on, ne? I'm currently converting several hundred meg of old mail from Netscape Mail to Eudora.
Incidentally, after not finding it on CKOS or WWOMB, I googled and ended up at a fic whose summary was something about Christian and Satine's marriage, a year later. (Um, I hate to break it to you, but Satine is DEAD. And that's not a huge spoiler. That's something we find out in the first few minutes of the movie.)
I can just see it.
Christian: Satine, my love, I have something to confess to you. I... I... I think I'm a necrophiliac!
Satine's muldering corpse: [...]
Currently stricken by random bout of insomnia. Damn. It's been a while. Odd how a regular sleep schedule and perpetually getting almost but not quite enough sleep helps that. (I would recommend the former, but not the latter.) Maybe I'll go read for a bit or something. Yeah.
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Really? I only remember coming across a couple mediocre Christian/Toulouse fantasy-type fics. Let me know if you ever locate the good one again.
Christian: Satine, my love, I have something to confess to you. I... I... I think I'm a necrophiliac!
Satine's muldering corpse: [...]
Bwahaha! Er. Ahem. That reminds me of Quills, which of course reminded me of "Cold." *G*
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Bwah. Yes, who could forget "Cold?" ;)
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Bwah. Yes, who could forget "Cold?" ;)
It amused me that I just happened to have recommended the story to someone else the day before I made my previous comment on your post. And later in the evening after making that comment, I was at a Champions on Ice figure skating show where a pair skated to "Come What May" and reminded me of the post/comment again. *g*