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All righty then, so we're nearing 5am and I still haven't gone to bed yet. See, I've got this master plan right now to try and "trick" my body into knowing when I should go to sleep. No more of this light dozing, oh-dear-gods-it's-already-4am-I-must-sleep, taking-naps-in-the-day nonsense!
... now if I can just last until tonight, I hope that everything will be all right. So, to help kill some time now, I shall go off on a series' of tangents that no body will care about.
I have at last delved into the world of Slash. This probably raises my Fangirl lvl, but it's honestly a genre I never thought I'd get sucked into and it means turning back to Fanfiction (which I have not done in a very, very long time). I mean, it's real life (sorta), it's gritty and dirty and... well, at least I thought it was supposed to be. Then I realize that most of this stuff is written by women for women and that some of those "women" are probably not even out of high school.
My series of choice thus far have been House MD (whee House x Wilson), and Supernatural (whee Wincest). And yes, I have been reading basically just for the smut. Hey, if I wanted character development and storyline, I'd just watch the friggin' shows.
Now, while there is a whole lot of garbage out there, I have stumbled across a couple of gems, and maybe even an ounce of inspiration. Oh noes, Squeek writing Fanfiction? Ha! Tempting though it may be, we know it'll never happen. Though back in high school I could have buried you with my Anime/Yaoi Fanfiction writings... none of which got finished, of course.
So, what else can I mutter about here... I'm sorta cleaning. Yeah, sorta, because Squeek's not very good at cleaning. Spray it, then wipe it down is pretty much what I'm versed in, and going with the motto of "if I can't see the dirt, then it's not dirty."
Place still looks like a mess. I've just got too much "stuff." I don't like having a lot of stuff actually, it sits here and collects dust and makes my dwelling look cluttered.
Ooh, sunrise approaches... and now I start to feel sleepy... noooo! I must not be nocturnal, I must not!! Anyway, I'm going to go pitter about with something else now.
... now if I can just last until tonight, I hope that everything will be all right. So, to help kill some time now, I shall go off on a series' of tangents that no body will care about.
I have at last delved into the world of Slash. This probably raises my Fangirl lvl, but it's honestly a genre I never thought I'd get sucked into and it means turning back to Fanfiction (which I have not done in a very, very long time). I mean, it's real life (sorta), it's gritty and dirty and... well, at least I thought it was supposed to be. Then I realize that most of this stuff is written by women for women and that some of those "women" are probably not even out of high school.
My series of choice thus far have been House MD (whee House x Wilson), and Supernatural (whee Wincest). And yes, I have been reading basically just for the smut. Hey, if I wanted character development and storyline, I'd just watch the friggin' shows.
Now, while there is a whole lot of garbage out there, I have stumbled across a couple of gems, and maybe even an ounce of inspiration. Oh noes, Squeek writing Fanfiction? Ha! Tempting though it may be, we know it'll never happen. Though back in high school I could have buried you with my Anime/Yaoi Fanfiction writings... none of which got finished, of course.
So, what else can I mutter about here... I'm sorta cleaning. Yeah, sorta, because Squeek's not very good at cleaning. Spray it, then wipe it down is pretty much what I'm versed in, and going with the motto of "if I can't see the dirt, then it's not dirty."
Place still looks like a mess. I've just got too much "stuff." I don't like having a lot of stuff actually, it sits here and collects dust and makes my dwelling look cluttered.
Ooh, sunrise approaches... and now I start to feel sleepy... noooo! I must not be nocturnal, I must not!! Anyway, I'm going to go pitter about with something else now.