Sep 07, 2008 22:06
In an valiant effort to avoid doing my Arabic work for as long as possible (it's a terror, honestly! I don't know any of the words, and Arabic dictionaries don't work like they do in English. You have to derive the root of the word [generally three letters] and look up the root and then find the word itself within the entry on the root. It's a brilliant linguistic system, but it's hell when you have to look up every single fucking word), I was messing around on fanfiction, changing a few things on how my account was set up (like the new icon?), et cetera, and found a lovely little feature that lets me look at the past 200 reviews I've written. I don't know that I've even written 200 reviews (and I vow to write more!) but I read through them.
Conclusion?
I'm batshit.
Let's look at my commonly used phrases/comments.
"You make me happy inside!" This sounds like something the son of the police chief on the Simpsons would say. And it's creepy.
Random references to David Bowie/ Labyrinth. Seriously, there were loads of these. It's not even funny.
*dance*/*twirl*/*cheer* Gotta love the emotions! *smirk*
Really long complicated analysis of the plot. Okay, so there was only one really long one, but it was longer than some of the chapters I've seen posted.
"I'll give you a cookie if you update!" As none of the authors I've said this to (I think) have updated yet, I'm still safe.
And, yeah... I've really got to stop pissing around and do the bloody assignment. Why did I think this was a good idea to major in Middle East Studies? I should be an English major... but the pragmatic side of my brain wants money. Silly realist.
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