I just had a brilliant idea! I think it was the prayer that did it ( Read more... )

Over the past, hm, *checks timestamps* two weeks, I've been watching seasons one through three of CSI. As a procrastination tool, that so totally beats cleaning the bathroom. The downside is that between that and moving furniture and sitting on the balcony with Jung, I've got a bad case of the looming deadlines. eep ( Read more... )

So when I end up reading about stupid, boring people doing stupid, boring things, I think to myself that I will never, ever advocate realism in (fan) fiction ever again. Give me smart, funny characters, wickedly inventive plot twists, and statistically unlikely, insanely hot sex. Please.

It's come to my attention that I have apparently lost the ability to rant. I've been poking at some of my attempted essays lately, because it's been a while and because I'd love to do something for the Symposium, but I just can't seem to get a good "I'm right, you're wrong" vibe going. I have rant fragments on several subjects, such as men (and ( Read more... )

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?

Wherefore is not a longer word for where, nor is it an invitation to add a comma between thou and Romeo. Despite appearances, it has nothing to do with location; it means why, for what reason. Juliet isn't standing on her balcony wondering if the cute boy she met at the party is hiding in the bushes, nor ( Read more... )