It's funny because it's true...
From emails:
elizah_jane: I need to find my zen before I try and sleep.
rhythmsextion: Perhaps your zen is behind the couch. That's the first place I would look.
elizah_jane: I have been on the couch all afternoon! Maybe I'm sitting on it!!
rhythmsextion: I bet you totally are. Check in between the cushions!
elizah_jane: Dammit! Squished down there with the blankets!!
rhythmsextion: At least you found it!
elizah_jane: Well. Sort of. It's all wrinkled and there's a suspicious stain...
rhythmsextion: ... It sounds like your zen is a fuzzy blanket with a come stain. Interesting!
elizah-jane: That is a surprisingly apt metaphor for how it feels at the moment, actually.
***
Okay, so I'm not a big fan of the anonmeme. The stuff I've found about me over there has been, for the most part, positive. However, there have also been many hateful things said about people I quite love and adore. But then sometimes, when there is serious business at hand, they do good work. Amidst all of the petty wank. It's a mixed bag, you see.
All of which is to say, generally I avoid it. Sometimes I can't help myself and I skim it. Today it provided some much-needed levity in the form of this thread. Specifically:
Some readers are frightened by the insatiable animal attraction that JDM inspires, and in the shame of their overwhelming desires, they reject them.
Embrace the Sir, dear readers. Embrace him.
I laughed hard, no lie. Even if it is mocking my not-even-thinly-veiled fetishization of JDM's UNF UNF YIS PLZ manliness (I honestly can't tell), thank you, nonnies. I needed that. I hope you don't mind the resulting iconage.
Sigh. Early bed times are not happening, I think. I guess I'll find some fic to read instead. I haven't been reading since I started my BB. My bookmark folder is a little bit scary at this point...
elizah_jane: I need to find my zen before I try and sleep.
rhythmsextion: Perhaps your zen is behind the couch. That's the first place I would look.
elizah_jane: I have been on the couch all afternoon! Maybe I'm sitting on it!!
rhythmsextion: I bet you totally are. Check in between the cushions!
elizah_jane: Dammit! Squished down there with the blankets!!
rhythmsextion: At least you found it!
elizah_jane: Well. Sort of. It's all wrinkled and there's a suspicious stain...
rhythmsextion: ... It sounds like your zen is a fuzzy blanket with a come stain. Interesting!
elizah-jane: That is a surprisingly apt metaphor for how it feels at the moment, actually.
***
Okay, so I'm not a big fan of the anonmeme. The stuff I've found about me over there has been, for the most part, positive. However, there have also been many hateful things said about people I quite love and adore. But then sometimes, when there is serious business at hand, they do good work. Amidst all of the petty wank. It's a mixed bag, you see.
All of which is to say, generally I avoid it. Sometimes I can't help myself and I skim it. Today it provided some much-needed levity in the form of this thread. Specifically:
Some readers are frightened by the insatiable animal attraction that JDM inspires, and in the shame of their overwhelming desires, they reject them.
Embrace the Sir, dear readers. Embrace him.
I laughed hard, no lie. Even if it is mocking my not-even-thinly-veiled fetishization of JDM's UNF UNF YIS PLZ manliness (I honestly can't tell), thank you, nonnies. I needed that. I hope you don't mind the resulting iconage.
Sigh. Early bed times are not happening, I think. I guess I'll find some fic to read instead. I haven't been reading since I started my BB. My bookmark folder is a little bit scary at this point...