vila_restal: (happy)

Here's a fun game:

  1. Comment and I'll pick one of your interests and draw you a picture using the mighty MS Paint.
  2. You have no say in what I draw for you. Or in how good or bad it will be.
  3. Put this in your journal with the picture I drew for you.
  4. If you really don't want to draw me something, you could write me a drabble (no, that's not a spilt drink, it's 100 words).
Look what Avon draw me! A red fur lock to keep my cheesy toast safe!

fur lock

vila_restal: (sly)

I know it's been a while since Kerril and I went on holiday a mission to Gardenos. Besides Docholli, gifts for the crew, and two kittens, I did bring some photos back. Here's a small selection that might amuse you.

Photos and my comments )

vila_restal: (happy)

I've done it--written my own quiz. A while back Avon and I were discussing some of the good and not so good ones we all do to while away the night-watch on the flight-deck, and I said I'd have a go. I had to think up something that hasn't been done before, so I hit on spaceships. Avon did the pictures--and very nice ones too--and I had fun writing the questions. I hope you have fun answering them.

Look, at least I can spell and know how to use an apostrophe. Or not.

Which Blake's 7 spaceship are you?




You're Liberator, the most beautiful ship in the galaxy.
You're elegant, fast, very well armed, and a symbol of hope
to all oppressed people. You're home to a motley crew of pets
rebels you and Zen have become quite fond of. Look out for
peckish space enzymes!

Take Vila's quiz (pictures by Avon)









I was a bit worried seeing as I picked some answers I know go with the London, Scorpio, and even the Space Princess, but I still got my favourite.

Warning: it might not work on all computers like Orac (he says it's below him) and some Macs.

vila_restal: (thought)

What is your New Year's Resolution?

To still be alive to make one next year?

I've managed that 33 times so far, but I don't know how I did it this last time. Losing the Liberator and Cally, constant defeat, Avon resenting me for surviving when Cally didn't, contempt and vilafication vilification (or did I get that right the first time?), being excess weight on a shuttle (73kgs, though the worry's taken 3 more off), getting shot in the back (and me not even running away)... And they wonder why I drank so much.

Let's see. I resolve to:

Drink less. Wine, I mean; water's not bad without the suppressants. But booze only makes me forget for a short time, drugs never worked that well on me. And anyway, I've run out so that one'll be easy.

Get more sleep. You may laugh if you knew me on the Liberator, but I've lost the ability to nap at the teleport controls or on the flight-deck. Can't say the nightmares help either: Cally calling to me and shuttles and headless robots and green vampire sand are just a few of many fun and entertaining themes.

Like myself better. People think I've got a big ego because I know I'm the best thief around, but that's just fact. And it's all I've ever been wanted or valued for (except by my mum, and she had to love me), and you know something, it really isn't enough. When you're at the bottom of the pecking order in a tough and bloodthirsty rebel crew, you start to think they're right and you are useless and worthless as well as the harmless I've always claimed.

Take charge of my life. I could've run away, but I stayed out of loneliness (better the insults you know than the hairy aliens and faceless Feds you don't) and inertia I suppose. I let everyone else make decisions. Yeah, I know they never listened to me when I objected (and I was always right about danger, you know) but if I stay with them now, it'll be because I decide to. And I probably will.

Live forever or die trying. An old favourite, my motto actually. It might look like a contradiction considering the previous one, but it's worked for me so far.
Actually, you know that thought's made me feel better already.

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