[fic] You Were Invincible (Weren't We All Once?)

Title: You Were Invincible (Weren't We All Once?)
Rating: PG-ish
Warnings: none
Wordcount: 774
Summary: Albus Dumbledore knows a few things about love.
Notes: I need to make a list of things I actually did like about Deathly Hallows (um. It will be a short list.). Right at the top will be Dumbledore's Secret Tragic Doomed Love For A Dark Wizard, because that is pretty much the greatest thing ever. And well, I honestly didn't mean to write this, but I had The Brilliant Dance on repeat, and it's just such a Dumbledore/Grindewald song my brain snapped.

( It's been a hundred years, and he can't forget that summer )

I Have Inappropriate Conversations, Y/Y?

Tuesdays are boring and I am completely useless, but here's a list of things I did actually do today:

1. Tried to talk diamminesilver into replacing her (dead) iPod with a Zen player, which is what I have, and man oh man do I love it. I'm pretty strongly anti-Apple - their computers may be good, but the OS is incompatible with the way my brain works, everything is absurdly overpriced, and from what I've heard from my Apple-using friends, their customer support is rubbish. Not to mention that diamminesilver's iPod has been malfunctioning every two weeks for as long as I have known her. Whereas Reno, my Zen V+, would probably still run if I ran him over with a bus. Not that I've tried this, although I have on more than one occasion had him violently yanked out of my pocket while biking and sent flying. He's a hardy little bugger, is my point.

2. Perved over foreign heads of state with colourofsaying . The original post on Rahmbamarama seems to have been taken down, but consensus was that although Gorden Brown is a bit sweet and needs a hug, he's not actually attractive in any way. Sarkozy has never yet ben photographed in such a way that he doesn't look like an enormous sleezy douchebaggy creep, probably because that's what he IS. And Vladimir Putin is one sexy, bad-ass, spy-photographing, judo-chopping, tiger-shooting motherfucker who I want to ravish me in a manly fashion. Um. Is it unamerican to want to sex up an enemy leader if he's really really hot?

3. Worked on the anti-sex pollen Kirk/Spock fic. I still hate Spock voice, although it is going to be fun to get to the part where Kirk gets kidnapped and Spock goes very quietly, calmly, logically batshit and insists on going in personally to hurt people and save him even though they can't get within ten feet of each other without passing out. Hey, I read Price of the Phoenix at the lake last week, losing it over shit happening to Jim is what Spock does. McCoy hates them both so much.