nor so wide as a church door

I'm taking the liberty of interpreting the prompt for Day 2: Senses REALLY loosely; basically this is just an excuse to picspam the (major) women of Sinbad (TV), but enjoy the halfhearted logic I use to justify it! :D

( four different kinds of sense )

I am finally inching back up toward healthy after a totally horrible week of coughing and sniffles and incredible tiredness - so, um, next chapter is still in the works, and definitely not going to be done today. /o\

I went to work for part of the day on Tuesday, which was a truly horrible decision. To summarize: my car had some kind of engine issue, which in retrospect was a warning; I spent about three hours sitting at my desk barely functioning; I left early, only to find that my mother's car, which I'd borrowed, had gotten a flat tire. I called my parents (and may have cried a little), and they came to rescue me, but in the process, my mother hit my toe with the spare and now it's all purple, and I literally burned my hands picking up the (black, metal) tools (from sunny pavement) after. WORST DAY EVER. I left work at 11:30 and we made it home by 2:00; I spent the rest of Tuesday lying very still and not touching anything.

But! I have finally gotten coordinated enough to actually do something with some of the photos I took in New York. Be warned: I am a total amateur, and I got a little ~artsy, so these are mostly random things I thought were pretty. And the lions at the Library, because I had to. ( Also, one of these statues is unclothed. )

Despite the weather, it really was lovely, and even with the illness and everything, I'm glad I went.

And now it's time to sleep some more, in the hopes that tomorrow I will actually be productive. \o/

Setting this up was actually a really relaxing way to spend the day - sunk deep in fannish joy, composing a giant wall of text about a character I love. \o/

And, uh, not kidding about the wall of text thing; this is a herd of teal dear if all you're looking for is picspam. If you want a summary of basically every second Irulan's onscreen in the first miniseries, though, you are in the right place. I got a little carried away. /o\

This only covers Irulan's role in Dune (2000), not Children of Dune (2003), because I didn't have quite that much free time today. I did have to shovel the porch, after all. (And help the plow guy get out of a snowbank, which, that is an impressive snowstorm right there if it can get the plow guy stuck.) Also, I took the caps myself, so they are not super high quality, and some of them look a little odd because I lightened them up, that kind of thing. Hopefully they're still sort of okay.

( Cut for SO MUCH TL;DR. )

So! That is everything you probably never cared about when it comes to me and my ~thoughts~ on Irulan in Dune. \o/ Probably Part 2 will take me waaaaaay longer, unless the Snowpocalypse keeps up.

ETA: Part 2!