we three are one
I love my MikeyZoo.
I really really do.
Tonight was the first wonderfully fun and relaxing night I've had in a while. At the residence of mikey66e and zooey_wanderer where, over half gourmet and half boring pizza, Z betaed the fuck out of my story and totally fabulously beat it into a much sexier hourglass shape, and we watched Australian Idol and House and SVU while Mikey gave me technical advice, and we somehow wound up discussing methods of childbirth. *blinks* Y'know, there is a logical progression in that if you know where to look. We all learnt something tonight. Possibly my brain got somewhat cracked/broken by an image, thank you Mikey.
And, hee, it's absolutely marvellous that I in my verbose turgid writerly persona actually get told by Z (who admittedly has been accused of flowery prose) that the story needed expansion. Possibly only she would do such a thing. And possibly only I would be absolutely delighted to go away with a whole list of new plot points. *claps gleefully* It's going to be so fucking awesome!
And then Mikey was a darling and drove me home after threatening to expose himself. *shudder*
Was a good night. Just what I needed. MikeyZoo do me a world of good.
Garbage tix have arrived. Only unfortunately they're at the wrong damned post office.
Also I think I'm re-addicted to vanilloke. And have officially run out of Belgian chocolate. Damn damn damn!
I really really do.
Tonight was the first wonderfully fun and relaxing night I've had in a while. At the residence of mikey66e and zooey_wanderer where, over half gourmet and half boring pizza, Z betaed the fuck out of my story and totally fabulously beat it into a much sexier hourglass shape, and we watched Australian Idol and House and SVU while Mikey gave me technical advice, and we somehow wound up discussing methods of childbirth. *blinks* Y'know, there is a logical progression in that if you know where to look. We all learnt something tonight. Possibly my brain got somewhat cracked/broken by an image, thank you Mikey.
And, hee, it's absolutely marvellous that I in my verbose turgid writerly persona actually get told by Z (who admittedly has been accused of flowery prose) that the story needed expansion. Possibly only she would do such a thing. And possibly only I would be absolutely delighted to go away with a whole list of new plot points. *claps gleefully* It's going to be so fucking awesome!
And then Mikey was a darling and drove me home after threatening to expose himself. *shudder*
Was a good night. Just what I needed. MikeyZoo do me a world of good.
Garbage tix have arrived. Only unfortunately they're at the wrong damned post office.
Also I think I'm re-addicted to vanilloke. And have officially run out of Belgian chocolate. Damn damn damn!