Plan: I will go into town, it will be nice, I will buy Vaseline and Setsubun stuff and popcorn and rose dye for my hair and I will type up my writing and have a wander around ( Read more... )

NaNo
Chapter 18: the Next generationpassword: blackmagic ( Read more... )

Poetry

Inevitability

I've been spamming the shit out of tumblr with quotes from The Charioteer. I've been watching A Dance To The Music Of Time. I've been doing little else, besides feverishly wanging necklaces together, but tomorrow Lindsay gets the dubious honour of ringing up a LOT of estate-agents while I sit at work and try to avoid having ( Read more... )

I am really heavily mired a moral quagmire right now, y'all. Liza is screaming things about "JUST STICK YOUR DICK IN HIS WOUNDS" and writing fic that's surpassed "questionable" and sailed off into a sunset constructed out of blood and fucking; I have managed to stand on the off-switch for diplomacy and am responding to criticism with the ( Read more... )

1. Parts of my life appear to have been written by a fanfic author. I'm content with this, I just find it howlingly ridiculous and when next someone complains about romcoms being unrealistic because "normal people would just talk to each other" I will tell them to get fucked OH MY GOD HAVE YOU MET PEOPLE? WE'RE TERRIBLE. AT. COMMUNICATING. People ( Read more... )

it's a good thing I'm too amused by this to be annoyed at myself.

HERP DERP

Last night I dreamt of a trailer for The Girl With A Dragon Tattoo where Hollywood had turned it into a romantic comedy about a (blonde) Happy Hooker who teaches a sad man to love again by having sex with everyone in his town while dressed in funny costumes. Then I woke up, thought a bit about the differences between the Swedish and American ( Read more... )

Considering how badly my attempts to be friendly usually go (I'm not weird on purpose, I'm just Bad At Human) it should come as no surprise to learn that I remain monumentally fucking terrible at flirting. TERRIBLE ( Read more... )

That awesome moment when you realise that the entire universe fits together in an amazingly complex and chaotic structure that abides by rules you will never properly understand and that govern everything from the way thoughts move in your brain to the chemical make-up of the body you inhabit, from the mind-buggeringly vast expanses of galactic ( Read more... )

Tutor has a gig tonight. I would like to see college people. Be enthusiastic. However, I instead feel like an emotional pancake and haven't had the necessary enthusiasm to write an essay outline of five lines, phone for potential work, or do much except stare, which doesn't bode well for potential Going Out ( Read more... )