Trout, BD, self-pity, IQ points, and Scully Returns!
So, I've decided it's kind of pointless to write about my weekends when I spend them with you, Trout. Pointless ... though redundant is a better word. Because, inevitably, you are the only one reading these entries. And since that's the case, I shouldn't put up entries that are composed entirely of events with which you were a part.
So ... like a review of Breaking Dawn? Totally useless! I've told you what I think!
I was very glad, however, to see that other authors are frustrated with the seeming lack of interest in fanfiction in the past week or so. I'm SO GLAD that all of us are not reviewing, because that means its not just my fanfic! Ha-ha! As a rule, I only whine about that to you, Trout, and maybe Sticksy, if I think my self-pity quota wasn't filled by you already. You, at least, are sympathetic. Sticksy's answer is usually something like this:
Me: I have no reviews. Everybody hates me. Nobody loves me. I think I'll go to Italy and someone will kill me there because I sparkle in the sunlight.
Sticksy: Nice try, whore.
Me: No, really. 160+ hits and three reviews! I want to die of shame and pity!
Sticksy: ... I'm giving you three IQ points for being totally useless to society.
Oh! And, friend, Scully came back before I went to sleep last night, so it's all okay. You know, this X-Files tick is so your fault. You are to blame. Officially. I'm tacking that on to Alias, BSG and Farscape. You now have four things on your conscience. Ha.
::: this entry is to be read with an internal mocking voice :::
So ... like a review of Breaking Dawn? Totally useless! I've told you what I think!
I was very glad, however, to see that other authors are frustrated with the seeming lack of interest in fanfiction in the past week or so. I'm SO GLAD that all of us are not reviewing, because that means its not just my fanfic! Ha-ha! As a rule, I only whine about that to you, Trout, and maybe Sticksy, if I think my self-pity quota wasn't filled by you already. You, at least, are sympathetic. Sticksy's answer is usually something like this:
Me: I have no reviews. Everybody hates me. Nobody loves me. I think I'll go to Italy and someone will kill me there because I sparkle in the sunlight.
Sticksy: Nice try, whore.
Me: No, really. 160+ hits and three reviews! I want to die of shame and pity!
Sticksy: ... I'm giving you three IQ points for being totally useless to society.
Oh! And, friend, Scully came back before I went to sleep last night, so it's all okay. You know, this X-Files tick is so your fault. You are to blame. Officially. I'm tacking that on to Alias, BSG and Farscape. You now have four things on your conscience. Ha.
::: this entry is to be read with an internal mocking voice :::