DON'T BLINK.

[raven]

Ah, OULES. Having spent most of the day in the sunshine rehearsing between two trees, scaring small children, I was feeling very mellow by mid-afternoon. There is a scene in the play - I'm not going to talk about the plot, nor my role in it, because they deserve full incredulous treatment in another post - where, for various complicated reasons, I have to spend some time standing in the middle of the stage, stock-still and pointing vaguely into the middle distance.

Well, I have to do it for a while, and I got bored and my arm started to hurt. So I pointed at Our Humble Narrator for a while, and then I moved and pointed at jacinthsong, and then at ktroo85, and then I spent some time freaking out foulds and his female subconscious by pointing at them, and then I turned around to point at arifirh.

He was DOING THIS.

I screamed in abject terror, jumped two feet in the air, landed on my arse, scrambled to my feet again and ran down the other end to hide behind sebastienne.

Yep, that was my day, more or less. Now to write a brief bit of fic, and then bed.

Oh. Yes. Before I forget. One may remember the many, many, many times that people, mostly hathy_col, have tried to teach me to do the Macarena, and what tends to happen when they do.

I hadn't actually read the whole of the script until today. Oh dear. Oh, dear, oh dear.

Comments

[ex-artbox613.livejournal.com]

Jesus, woman. A warning next time before I clicky the linky would be nice *peels self off ceiling*

I'd have been screaming too. Was just now, in fact ;-)

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Ack. Sorry, so sorry... *d&r*

[ex-artbox613.livejournal.com]

They /were/ pretty bloody scary though, weren't they? I'm glad my son fell asleep before they started moving...

[the-acrobat.livejournal.com]

Gyah!!! That picture made *me* scream!

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

*pets* I'm so sorry! I am so terrified I feel the need to make sure everyone else is too.

[sebastienne.livejournal.com]

why did i click. i knew what it was going to be. why did i click. why.

i love the feeling of uncontrollable adrenaline surges in the morning...

*squish* you are wonderful, and i don't think i tell people the things i think of them enough, so yes, you are wonderful.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

SO, SO SORRY. *pets you*

*and squishes you right back* You, too, are marvellous, and I'm so glad you're not leaving Ox next academic year.

[arifirh.livejournal.com]

I am sorry! Dan did it to me later and I realised how very terrifying it is.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I forgive you, for you are really the Doctor in disguise. We know this.

[arifirh.livejournal.com]

I'm not! I'm John Smith. Really. Completely human. That's me.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I have been doing that to people all week and yet it still terrifies me to my very soul.

And dude! Four years I have been trying to teach you the Macarena and telling you that it would be useful! Now do you believe me?

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

*grins* Oh, the terror! I'm just now learning not to scream when people do it to me.

I believe you. Believe me, I believe you.

[spiffynamehere.livejournal.com]

I happened to click the last link, and this is slightly off-topic, but is that Dean Stockwell in the back of the picture that's after the picture with the Cyberman?

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Quite possibly! I think I vaguely remember him being billed at that con...