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Mar. 31st, 2004
I'm going to kill A.j. Yes. I'm going to frelling KILL her.
It's 4:30 in the morning. 4. flonqing. 30. And I should be asleep. But I can't be because the evil fucking plotbunnies of doom are requiring me to write. And if I don't write it now, it will go away.
And I'm killing A.j.
Because it's Stargate fic.
STARGATE
SAPPY Stargate. God. Damn. It. To. Hell.
I'm going to kill A.j.
*Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!!
For those astute readers who understand me, this is more a rant at myself. I love A.j. Really.
SIP.
It's 4:30 in the morning. 4. flonqing. 30. And I should be asleep. But I can't be because the evil fucking plotbunnies of doom are requiring me to write. And if I don't write it now, it will go away.
And I'm killing A.j.
Because it's Stargate fic.
STARGATE
SAPPY Stargate. God. Damn. It. To. Hell.
I'm going to kill A.j.
*Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!!
For those astute readers who understand me, this is more a rant at myself. I love A.j. Really.
SIP.
Goddamnit.
Mar. 31st, 2004 05:34 amTripe. Utter. Fucking. Cliche. Tripe.
Spam on dj, A.j. *eyes* And it's so rough and tripey. God. I feel like I should start writing bad romance novels.
I'm going to bed before I start writing really awful smut.
And what the hell has been up with my playlist? It's been all tyripey, relationshippy crap for the last hour.
Godfuckingdamint
Spam on dj, A.j. *eyes* And it's so rough and tripey. God. I feel like I should start writing bad romance novels.
I'm going to bed before I start writing really awful smut.
And what the hell has been up with my playlist? It's been all tyripey, relationshippy crap for the last hour.
Godfuckingdamint
Goddamn plot weasels...
Mar. 31st, 2004 03:50 pmJack and John are drinking beer with Lestat in the Plot Weasel room... Why does this sound like a bad murder mystery?
Anyway. This is what happens when I have to sit in a classroom and listen to people talk about sexual motivation....
( sex and beer )
Anyway. This is what happens when I have to sit in a classroom and listen to people talk about sexual motivation....
( sex and beer )
Apparently, this has not been the year for cars in my family. Or year and a half, starting last January.
My car was stolen. My sister's car was in an accident and then died. Twice. And then was stolen, like, the week she got it back.
My brother wrapped his car around a pole (he's fine) and had to get a new one.
Dad's car died sometime last month (the axle fell out).
And sometime during the last week (my family not being renowned for their communication skills), my sister Katye and her husband Nate were sideswiped by a truck.
The saturn they were driving is pretty, um, tissue-papered. 5000 dollars of damage or some such. And they didn't have the right insurance (pity). Oddly enough, it was the last day they were going to drive it, because Nate's parents were giving them a car. And the original plan was that Shai and I would inherit the saturn.
Welll... Not anymore.
Sigh. Apparently, it's now my turn. I'm dreading this.
Maybe mom will catch it next.
My car was stolen. My sister's car was in an accident and then died. Twice. And then was stolen, like, the week she got it back.
My brother wrapped his car around a pole (he's fine) and had to get a new one.
Dad's car died sometime last month (the axle fell out).
And sometime during the last week (my family not being renowned for their communication skills), my sister Katye and her husband Nate were sideswiped by a truck.
The saturn they were driving is pretty, um, tissue-papered. 5000 dollars of damage or some such. And they didn't have the right insurance (pity). Oddly enough, it was the last day they were going to drive it, because Nate's parents were giving them a car. And the original plan was that Shai and I would inherit the saturn.
Welll... Not anymore.
Sigh. Apparently, it's now my turn. I'm dreading this.
Maybe mom will catch it next.
