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Well, this weekend kind of sucked. A lot. Keeping my fingers crossed for a better spring break.
At least I wrote something. I'll probably slap a title on it and post it to my fic journal later, when I'm not ridiculously exhausted. It's not the Dr. Horrible fic I was working on, but it feels good to just write and have something finished.
I really, really love writing. The more I write and think and read and watch, the more I realize how much I love it. I know science is the more useful career-wise of my interests, but sometimes I just want to dive into writing. I just really want to make something. I guess I just need to keep it up as a hobby, and maybe I can fit a creative writing class in next semester.
I've been really into the live-action fandoms, lately. Ouran and FMA are kind of my last bastions of the anime fandom, and even those I'm not that active in. I still love a lot of series; I've just been less interested in getting into anything new. Meanwhile, I've been marathoning How I Met Your Mother, Big Bang Theory, and Pushing Daisies; I can't stop fangirling Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog; and I bought the complete series of Firefly, because I think I have to turn in my geek license if I don't watch that soon.
Also, on an unrelated-but-not-that-unrelated note, I've somehow managed to become completely infatuated with Neil Patrick Harris. Damn it, NPH, I don't do celebrity crushes. I don't even do real life crushes. And yet I have this inexplicable urge to watch everything that man has ever been in and every interview he's ever done. I sat through that freaking Harold and Kumar movie for you!
(I wrote most of this last night, but just as I was finishing, the internet decided to screw me over.)
At least I wrote something. I'll probably slap a title on it and post it to my fic journal later, when I'm not ridiculously exhausted. It's not the Dr. Horrible fic I was working on, but it feels good to just write and have something finished.
I really, really love writing. The more I write and think and read and watch, the more I realize how much I love it. I know science is the more useful career-wise of my interests, but sometimes I just want to dive into writing. I just really want to make something. I guess I just need to keep it up as a hobby, and maybe I can fit a creative writing class in next semester.
I've been really into the live-action fandoms, lately. Ouran and FMA are kind of my last bastions of the anime fandom, and even those I'm not that active in. I still love a lot of series; I've just been less interested in getting into anything new. Meanwhile, I've been marathoning How I Met Your Mother, Big Bang Theory, and Pushing Daisies; I can't stop fangirling Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog; and I bought the complete series of Firefly, because I think I have to turn in my geek license if I don't watch that soon.
Also, on an unrelated-but-not-that-unrelated note, I've somehow managed to become completely infatuated with Neil Patrick Harris. Damn it, NPH, I don't do celebrity crushes. I don't even do real life crushes. And yet I have this inexplicable urge to watch everything that man has ever been in and every interview he's ever done. I sat through that freaking Harold and Kumar movie for you!
(I wrote most of this last night, but just as I was finishing, the internet decided to screw me over.)