Do. It. Just do it. Do the Margaret Thatcher.
Alright. So, Okay um… Lately I have been hanging with the cool kids on Friday night to watch ~*The Animes*~ (Don’t judge us. I’m marginally tall, I’ll fuck you up). Anyway, we just finished Cowboy Bebop (it was RAD to the EXTREME! If you were wondering). The entire duration of which series we spent making off-color jokes and talking about scientific fallacies in the series. (Don’t watch anime with science majors, we will ruin it for you.)
Longer story slightly shorter: I’m a slacker and waited until the very last minute to write five essays for my Agribusiness class. So, keeping one ear to the conversation, one to the show and some sort of body part on the essays I furiously scribbled in a most intelligent manner. Someone (Ashley or Nicole?) accused me of writing fan fiction. Everyone knows ‘essays on piece rate and Ag Labor laws’ is code for shitty FanFic. Just like “violent web comic” is code for “Really gay” Clearly. Ummmm… YEAH! I stated that yes I am in fact writing a fanfic, it is going to be Vicious x Spike and Jet can watch. Much angst will be had. You’re going to have to wait until tomorrow though because I’m playing Kingdom Hearts and making soundtracks for my life. These activities are much more important than anything else (at the moment).
TL;DR: I’m writing you a Shitty Fan Fiction complete with angst, awkward sexual encounters, poorly spelled words and non-existent grammar. Yeah.
Longer story slightly shorter: I’m a slacker and waited until the very last minute to write five essays for my Agribusiness class. So, keeping one ear to the conversation, one to the show and some sort of body part on the essays I furiously scribbled in a most intelligent manner. Someone (Ashley or Nicole?) accused me of writing fan fiction. Everyone knows ‘essays on piece rate and Ag Labor laws’ is code for shitty FanFic. Just like “violent web comic” is code for “Really gay” Clearly. Ummmm… YEAH! I stated that yes I am in fact writing a fanfic, it is going to be Vicious x Spike and Jet can watch. Much angst will be had. You’re going to have to wait until tomorrow though because I’m playing Kingdom Hearts and making soundtracks for my life. These activities are much more important than anything else (at the moment).
TL;DR: I’m writing you a Shitty Fan Fiction complete with angst, awkward sexual encounters, poorly spelled words and non-existent grammar. Yeah.