PIMP THE DISILLUSION!

Name: 42-Sporks
Why? The answer to the ultimate question is 42 and the spork is the perfect synthesis of spoon and fork, balance at its finest.
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Profession: Student

Loves: Nighttime, snow falling, the smell of sulfur and melted butter, gnocchi, movies, music, good literature, thunder storms and Jared Padalecki's hair.

Favourite Pasttimes: Reading, writing, watching movies, pondering the nature and purpose of the universe, defending Oprah and Orlando Bloom.

Hates: The marketting of mediocrity, prostitots, the current president of the United States, the smell of vomit.

Favourite Movies: Batman Begins, the original Star Wars trilogy, The Fountain, Requiem for a Dream, American Beauty, the Evil Dead trilogy, Quills.

Favourite Television Shows: The X-Files, House M.D., Supernatural, Due South, Clone High, Six Feet Under, Dexter.

Favourite Music: AC/DC, Queen, Evanescence, Nightwish, Hans Zimmer, Danny Elfman, Bach, Frank Sinatra, David Bowie, Benny Goodman, Josh Groban, Utada Hikaru, Sarah Brightman,...the list goes on.

Favourite Books: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy 'trilogy' by Douglas Adams; V For Vendetta, From Hell, The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen by Alan Moore; Wicked by Gregory Maguire; Paradise Lost by John Milton.

Guilty Pleasures: the movie Titanic.

God: Douglas Adams. RIP

Rules to Live By:
1) There is no problem that a towel cannot solve
2) What happened, happened, and can no longer happen any other way. Why? Because you lived to see it through.
3) Never see the world as either a spoon or a fork: go spork or go home

News

Hey all! It's been a long time since I logged onto this site. Looks like February was my last appearance, for which I'm deeply sorry and apologize most sincerely. It was a weird 'end of last year' to say the least - went through a mild bought of anxiety as my exams approached and the notion that existentialism doesn't exist dawned on me (I know, it doesn't sound like much, but I was so hoping that I could avoid external sources of influence enough to establish myself as an individual. Don't ask). Needless to say, writing Fanfiction slipped my mind completely and just as I was about to hit the computer again, I scored a job with the MNR and was exiled to the forests of Northern Ontario all summer where there's no phone, hardly any toilet, and no computer. My September absence can be blamed on a horrendous case of writer's block that kept me from producing any work, original or fan inspired or otherwise. So to all those who have been loyal readers and constant sources of support - I cannot even begin to express how horrible I feel to have simply left 'Last One Standing' this long without any source of explanation. It certainly wasn't my intention and I hope that you don't bear me any ill will (although if you do, I would submit myself entirely to it. I'm horrible at setting deadlines, even worse at meeting them). I would like to thank you most gratiously for your reviews, your shows of support, and your writing (which I still re-read). This is not good-bye, not even close, merely a notice of my current status and the hope that I will see you soon whenever these damn walls of mine decide to vacate. Ugh...

Bonds of Blood is STILL on permanent hiatus. A special thanks to all those who read and/or reviewed! Your support was and always is appreciated. Sorry for the inconvenience.

"God made man just and right,
Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall."
~John Milton, 'Paradise Lost'
Book 3, Line 98-99