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Nov. 6th, 2007 09:56 pmToday was a weird-ass day. And then it was a weird-ass night. Two hours of November 6, 2007 left, and it really needs to be done now, thanks.
So, yeah. Babyfic. You'd think it'd be out my system now, right? HA! Not when *reunion* babyfic is possible! I'D LIKE MY BRAIN BACK NOW, PLEASE. KTHXBYE.
Lately fic writing has been like eating potato chips. Oh sure, there's that over-used phrase of not being able to eat just one (which I totally can with regular Doritos, thanks), but this is beyond grabbing an extra handful of that greasy, salty treat. It's horking the entire bag while swiping a pint of Ben & Jerry's and scurrying off to the corner to set up your junk food kingdom, where you use your metal camel sculpture as a weapon against anyone who dares invade -- with a "BACK! MINE! MIIIIIIIIIIIINE!" -- being sure to clutch the bag of chips in the other arm while attempting the lick method on the Ben & Jerry's in the camel-free hand.
Yeah, something like that.
MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!
So, yeah. Babyfic. You'd think it'd be out my system now, right? HA! Not when *reunion* babyfic is possible! I'D LIKE MY BRAIN BACK NOW, PLEASE. KTHXBYE.
Lately fic writing has been like eating potato chips. Oh sure, there's that over-used phrase of not being able to eat just one (which I totally can with regular Doritos, thanks), but this is beyond grabbing an extra handful of that greasy, salty treat. It's horking the entire bag while swiping a pint of Ben & Jerry's and scurrying off to the corner to set up your junk food kingdom, where you use your metal camel sculpture as a weapon against anyone who dares invade -- with a "BACK! MINE! MIIIIIIIIIIIINE!" -- being sure to clutch the bag of chips in the other arm while attempting the lick method on the Ben & Jerry's in the camel-free hand.
Yeah, something like that.
MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!
