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I haz a really nasty cold but somehow made it through my classes. Buffer systems are very interesting and I'm wishing I had room for more chem in ensuing years. I had the most delicious smoked salmon rosti ever for dinner, which made me a fair bit happier.
Removed self from fanficrants discussion after one comment because I am trying to be Chill Maria now and I am too busy blowing my nose to yell at idiots properly anyhow, so I'll briefly yell in the general direction of my lovely flist instead.
Ever felt glowingly proud (in a vaguely guilty sort of way) when the deathfic you toiled over makes someone cry? Hoped your post changed some minds on a vital issue? Glad your fluffy kitten-filled tale brightened someone's day? Then you DO NOT get to announce you have no responsibility or need to worry about anyone your work might hurt or offend without deserving derision. You get to make educated choices about when the good of posting something outweighs the bad, or decide someone's reaction wasn't that reasonable, or that the POINT of your work is to offend some people. If you ruin someone's day without meaning to but then whimper on about FREEDOM OF SPEECH when they call you on it, you are a shitty person. That simple.
Writing has an impact. If you can't deal with that, take your fics down or stop being a pathetic fucking coward.