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Mar. 4th, 2007 03:51 pmIt feels like I have a million things to say - but no way to really articulate them. :-/
First - I got a nice little stroke to my ego a few days ago. I'd gone to Hot Topic - mainly out of some morbid curiosity on my part - and yeah, to get a couple of buttons. Well, I did get the buttons I wanted - and the cute guy that helped me had given me one of their punch cards, that you get for spending at least $10. Nevermind that I'd only spent about $5 ... still got the card with a punch.
Next - apparently one of my beloved fandoms (CSI: Original Flavor) had a story posted by an author that seriously needed to be smacked down with a clue-by-four. There's nothing wrong with friendship fics in a slash-centered group ... but for the love of all that is remotely holy, please keep the anti-gay sentiments - and fics - out of our fandom! Do people *not* read the sign above the door that says "boys with boys - that's what we're about"? Yes, the author is entitled to their opinion - but when you try to make a story into your own personal political soapbox ... then you most certainly deserve to have the story taken down. No crying allowed - besides, there is no crying in Fandoms!
Third - Sangria. Total Nectar of the Gods. Best stuff ever - and quite dangerous for me. I could probably drink a pitcher of it, enjoy the nice buzz, and think nothing of it ... until the next morning, when I have a seizure that keeps me from going anywhere or doing anything all day. (Hello Saketini from a year ago - I'm talking to you.)
Finally - I have started to compile the soundtrack in Hell. The Veggie Tales singing lullabies would definitely be on a continuous loop. (I wish I were kidding ... then, I heard "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" decimated by those damn vegetables. The song is a psychic earworm. After that, I saw Zodiac and end up with Donovan's "Hurdy Gurdy Man" taking its place. Please, kill me now.)
First - I got a nice little stroke to my ego a few days ago. I'd gone to Hot Topic - mainly out of some morbid curiosity on my part - and yeah, to get a couple of buttons. Well, I did get the buttons I wanted - and the cute guy that helped me had given me one of their punch cards, that you get for spending at least $10. Nevermind that I'd only spent about $5 ... still got the card with a punch.
Next - apparently one of my beloved fandoms (CSI: Original Flavor) had a story posted by an author that seriously needed to be smacked down with a clue-by-four. There's nothing wrong with friendship fics in a slash-centered group ... but for the love of all that is remotely holy, please keep the anti-gay sentiments - and fics - out of our fandom! Do people *not* read the sign above the door that says "boys with boys - that's what we're about"? Yes, the author is entitled to their opinion - but when you try to make a story into your own personal political soapbox ... then you most certainly deserve to have the story taken down. No crying allowed - besides, there is no crying in Fandoms!
Third - Sangria. Total Nectar of the Gods. Best stuff ever - and quite dangerous for me. I could probably drink a pitcher of it, enjoy the nice buzz, and think nothing of it ... until the next morning, when I have a seizure that keeps me from going anywhere or doing anything all day. (Hello Saketini from a year ago - I'm talking to you.)
Finally - I have started to compile the soundtrack in Hell. The Veggie Tales singing lullabies would definitely be on a continuous loop. (I wish I were kidding ... then, I heard "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" decimated by those damn vegetables. The song is a psychic earworm. After that, I saw Zodiac and end up with Donovan's "Hurdy Gurdy Man" taking its place. Please, kill me now.)
