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so I met Christopher Moore tonight! he's been one of my favorite authors for years, with his amazing (and amazingly researched) novels that are mostly humor but also philosophy, history or biology lesson, scathingly awesome satire, and lots more.
I've actually met him twice: once in Portland, wherein i told him how i pimped out his books to everyone i know. he thanked me for the extra income, but i had to tell him that i loaned my own copies out instead. he made a O.O face and said, 'didn't you learn anything from your days dealing drugs on the street? only the first hit is free!'
*facepalm*
tonight i told him that he'd be the only person to ever make me finish King Lear. Geekery: I am a founding member of the PCC Cascade Shakespeare Club. and i HATED Lear. in fact, every time i've tried to read it i get to the part where he runs off naked into the forest and decides to go be crazy and just throw the book down and say You're cut off, you crazy asshole. So he signed my book To Natalie: A more fun way to kill Lear! check out the picture!
I'm short!
Other good news: life threw me a curveball and sent me an angel. I find myself unexpectedly in love with an old friend that resurfaced right before I left Portland. he saved my life after the insanity that was my Christmas and has continued to be a solid foundation for me since. He reads my fics, WANTS to watch old SPN eps, is sexy and tall and sweet, my family loves him, and he adores all my crazy. his bookshelves give me palpitations. he's down here visiting and we're working on long term plans and ideas. guys, he's a licensed massage therapist and ROLFer. i've won the goddamn lottery. :D
I've actually met him twice: once in Portland, wherein i told him how i pimped out his books to everyone i know. he thanked me for the extra income, but i had to tell him that i loaned my own copies out instead. he made a O.O face and said, 'didn't you learn anything from your days dealing drugs on the street? only the first hit is free!'
*facepalm*
tonight i told him that he'd be the only person to ever make me finish King Lear. Geekery: I am a founding member of the PCC Cascade Shakespeare Club. and i HATED Lear. in fact, every time i've tried to read it i get to the part where he runs off naked into the forest and decides to go be crazy and just throw the book down and say You're cut off, you crazy asshole. So he signed my book To Natalie: A more fun way to kill Lear! check out the picture!
I'm short!
Other good news: life threw me a curveball and sent me an angel. I find myself unexpectedly in love with an old friend that resurfaced right before I left Portland. he saved my life after the insanity that was my Christmas and has continued to be a solid foundation for me since. He reads my fics, WANTS to watch old SPN eps, is sexy and tall and sweet, my family loves him, and he adores all my crazy. his bookshelves give me palpitations. he's down here visiting and we're working on long term plans and ideas. guys, he's a licensed massage therapist and ROLFer. i've won the goddamn lottery. :D