I dream about movies

Blargh. My head is rather empty, unless you want to count Poirot wandering around in there, muttering in French about the mess. Which is ok, because my French isn't too hot so I can't understand him anyway. ;) Been reading Christie the past couple of days.

In of the latest sporkings on deleterius, we have a defendant of the fanfic-writer pop up. I think s/he missed the notice that we don't care. It's there for our fun, not theirs. But maybe that is just me.