Poem-ize me, baby!

I'm in the mood to write, I think. It's cold and rainy out, and I'm going to let the dishes go tonight. I'm tired - one of those days at work where you're there all day and can't tell anyone a single thing you've done - and I've been up since 4:00a.m. Dad-blasted felines, scampering and yowling and being cute and annoying when I'm trying to sleep! They obviously haven't figured out that me getting sleep = keeping job, and job = money = cat food.

Hope that's right, 'cause I'm too tired to double-check my math.

So, hmmm. What to work on? Ooh! And I should finish prep to move into the new space this weekend. Maybe I'll do that, I'm in a slightly webhead kinda mood, too. My links page is seriously jacked, what with people moving and closing down and stuff. Gotta update the recs page too, and add stories.

And! Here's something that's tons of fun. I was surfing LJ this morning and gacked it from someone, no idea who. Sorry! Anyway, it poem-izes webpages. I did it to each of my stories, and the results are amusing, some are pretty interesting, and contain pretty cool poem-ized lines.

Here's the first, poem-ized from Beauty. Queen. (alphabetical order, because I'm anal like that). Oh yeah, the titles and author lines got poem-ized in some of these.

Onward to the fun, with favorite bits boldfaced:

Giddy Beauty. Queen. by foxmonkey JC
want what shirt wear to get
on
Chris, totally does nothing for coming to give
you
hear people are moving around in real
life.
Chris is rushing around, in
a dry, chaste
kiss on Chris, move
close to given a club
two schools, because a girl who motions
for you
know and the corners. He prefers.

I love that! I think I'm going to create a poem out of all my favorite lines. ( The rest are here )