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Nov. 25th, 2006
Dear Body:
Man, you could've waited until I was out of the pristine white gi.
Hormonally,
Me.
Dear College Applications:
. . .
You can stop adding stuff to this pile of to-do things any time. Seriously. I have enough to do for you already without suddenly having to write a "letter describing [my] theatre experience and ambitions in the theatre."
Seriously.
*sobs*
No love,
Me.
Dear Self:
GET A CLUE.
--Me.
Dear LJ:
What the heck is up with the flood of "Out of Ambit" feed posts on my f-list?
Confused,
Me.
Man, you could've waited until I was out of the pristine white gi.
Hormonally,
Me.
Dear College Applications:
. . .
You can stop adding stuff to this pile of to-do things any time. Seriously. I have enough to do for you already without suddenly having to write a "letter describing [my] theatre experience and ambitions in the theatre."
Seriously.
*sobs*
No love,
Me.
Dear Self:
GET A CLUE.
--Me.
Dear LJ:
What the heck is up with the flood of "Out of Ambit" feed posts on my f-list?
Confused,
Me.
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Nov. 25th, 2006 10:07 pmAspen Becca Georgia Lynne Rym et al! I picked up The Summer Tree tonight.
First thought: GGK gets points for including a dramatis personae. *turns page* . . . That's two and a half pages long, but still. My problem with high fantasy books is always keeping all the fancily-named characters straight.
ETA: Before I go to bed. *eying Fionavar OOMs*
( Spoilers )
'Kay, bed now, srsly.
First thought: GGK gets points for including a dramatis personae. *turns page* . . . That's two and a half pages long, but still. My problem with high fantasy books is always keeping all the fancily-named characters straight.
ETA: Before I go to bed. *eying Fionavar OOMs*
( Spoilers )
'Kay, bed now, srsly.
. . . Plz help. My mother is discovering the Internet.
Mom: *absently* What would I search for if I wanted Shakespeare fanfic?
Me: . . .? Well, there's fanfiction.net. But, um, that's commonly referred to as the Pit of Voles because, um, there's no quality control. *does not mention her own Shakespeare fic on fanfiction.net*
Mom: Oh, okay. So I could just google "Shakespeare fanfic"?
Me: Yeah, I guess. *does the same, curious*
First hit: FanFiction.Net », Just In . C2 . ... A quick reference of all the Shakespeare slash on the site. Please help with the compilation!
Mom: What's "Shakespeare slash"?
Me: Ahm. Ah. Um. Slash is . . . you don't want to read Shakespeare slash. Slash is *mumbles* male/male pairings.
Mom: It's what?
Me: Male/male pairings. Othello/Iago. Antonio/whatever his name is in The Merchant of Venice. It tends to be --pornographic -- it's hard to find well-written slash.
Mom: Oh, okay. *cheerfully clicks around* . . . Wow, lotta garbage, huh?
Me: Yes. Yes, there is. *watches from corner of her eye*
Mom: *clicks to somewhere else that is not ff.net*
PLZ HELP. At this rate she'll have a MySpace (my parents think I'm on MySpace, and I am happy to let them think that) and be experimenting with emoticons.
Mom: *absently* What would I search for if I wanted Shakespeare fanfic?
Me: . . .? Well, there's fanfiction.net. But, um, that's commonly referred to as the Pit of Voles because, um, there's no quality control. *does not mention her own Shakespeare fic on fanfiction.net*
Mom: Oh, okay. So I could just google "Shakespeare fanfic"?
Me: Yeah, I guess. *does the same, curious*
First hit: FanFiction.Net », Just In . C2 . ... A quick reference of all the Shakespeare slash on the site. Please help with the compilation!
Mom: What's "Shakespeare slash"?
Me: Ahm. Ah. Um. Slash is . . . you don't want to read Shakespeare slash. Slash is *mumbles* male/male pairings.
Mom: It's what?
Me: Male/male pairings. Othello/Iago. Antonio/whatever his name is in The Merchant of Venice. It tends to be --
Mom: Oh, okay. *cheerfully clicks around* . . . Wow, lotta garbage, huh?
Me: Yes. Yes, there is. *watches from corner of her eye*
Mom: *clicks to somewhere else that is not ff.net*
PLZ HELP. At this rate she'll have a MySpace (my parents think I'm on MySpace, and I am happy to let them think that) and be experimenting with emoticons.
