When real life and fandom collide (things get really weird)
Oh, my goodness gracious. *giggles helplessly*
So tonight, I'd been puttering away at a "five things" story that involves a brief scene from Jack Harkness's past, where he's called "Alban of Boeshane", my gloriously ridiculous envisioning of his birth name. In the part I'd been working on, Alban was busy thinking lascivious things about Madderick, aka John Hart.
I was just starting to consider finishing up and heading to bed when I received an invite to an impromptu "hey, let’s fry things in oil then eat them!" party - ah, the life of a university student - and I accidently left my computer sitting open and unattended while I was there. More importantly, I left my in-progress fanfic open and on screen.
Having spent a happy evening sampling deep fried mars bars and wontons to make a grown man weep, I returned to my computer with the intention of wrapping up my thoughts and then hitting the hay. I gave the screen a quick re-read, to get back into the flow of things, and then paused. There, in the middle of the screen, was something I did not type.
It read: "Let’s go tomorrow. I’ll drive. Leave around 10:00. If we don’t, I might not get the guts to later. What do we have to lose?", and was signed with the initials of a guy I know, Eric. The note? Is regarding our decision to attend a service tomorrow at the local Unitarian Universalists church. I have no idea how much Eric read before he left the note, but I'm not sure anything can make this any funnier than knowing I just got invited to attend church via a note left in amidst the details of Captain Jack admiring another man's rear.
So tonight, I'd been puttering away at a "five things" story that involves a brief scene from Jack Harkness's past, where he's called "Alban of Boeshane", my gloriously ridiculous envisioning of his birth name. In the part I'd been working on, Alban was busy thinking lascivious things about Madderick, aka John Hart.
I was just starting to consider finishing up and heading to bed when I received an invite to an impromptu "hey, let’s fry things in oil then eat them!" party - ah, the life of a university student - and I accidently left my computer sitting open and unattended while I was there. More importantly, I left my in-progress fanfic open and on screen.
Having spent a happy evening sampling deep fried mars bars and wontons to make a grown man weep, I returned to my computer with the intention of wrapping up my thoughts and then hitting the hay. I gave the screen a quick re-read, to get back into the flow of things, and then paused. There, in the middle of the screen, was something I did not type.
It read: "Let’s go tomorrow. I’ll drive. Leave around 10:00. If we don’t, I might not get the guts to later. What do we have to lose?", and was signed with the initials of a guy I know, Eric. The note? Is regarding our decision to attend a service tomorrow at the local Unitarian Universalists church. I have no idea how much Eric read before he left the note, but I'm not sure anything can make this any funnier than knowing I just got invited to attend church via a note left in amidst the details of Captain Jack admiring another man's rear.