how's this for pointless: i'm talking to my flatmate, who lives two doors down the corridor, over MSN...
have internet, will utilise. :)
so, in stumbling into hideously horrible and scary spuffy badfic (scary smutfic, in fact, the worst kind) and suffering briefly from car-crash-syndrome (you just have to... keep... reading... *shudders*) i find the following review. this wins the award for Best Review Ever:
"D'Hoffryn, Lord of Arash'Maharr, wishes for you to be informed that he is displeased with your misspelling of his name. Anyanka, on the other hand, is probably giggling."
of course, the fact that it's nearly 2.30am may account for why i find it so amusing. but still... hee!