Reason that I never read WIP's (excepting certain authors) number three:

Two words. Invisible Ink.

I've had this little rule for quite a while. There are only a few authors that come to mind when I think of those whose work I am completely willing and happy to read while still in progress. But I messed up, due to sheer boredom. About three months ( Read more... )

Proof Reason that I've gone 'round the bend number ten:

I've just spent a lot of money (and time) on an animal that was originally meant to be snake food.

You see, we have snakes.  Three of them, in fact.  We have a baby red tail, a juvenile milk snake, and an adult ball.  The ball eats rats--or, she does when she's not freaking hibernating (!!).  ( Read more... )

Reason I Like (fan)Fiction Better Than Real Life Number six:

I can cheat.  And I do, often.

I don't do this for those few authors that I really, really trust.  But I?  Like a happy ending.

Don't get me wrong.  I do love me some angst.   If an author can make me cry somewhere on that road to happiness, more power to them, and I'll enjoy the hell out of ( Read more... )

Reason I Question the Sanity of Felines Everywhere I Love My Cats Number 7,321:  One of my lovely, not to mention oh-so-cunning, cats is sitting at the window, staring out longingly, and occasionally emitting that strange half-meow that cats all across the globe make when they see a bird, AND YET there is an open door less than four feet away from ( Read more... )

Okay, remember reason # 542?  Yeah.  This is an addendum.

It's only like, the second time, ever, that I've ever heard this particular neighbor having sex.  And seeing as I'm here almost all the freaking time, I'd guess that means that it's the second time they've had sex since they moved in.  Whenever that was.  Certainly, it's the first time they ( Read more... )

I have a really common name.  My name was apparently the fifth most common name for girls the year I was born.  One of my best friends?  Has my name.  She's also physically similar to me, so it's just not possible to say "the tall Sarah" or "the blond one."  Drives my up the freaking wall.  Which brings me to...

Reason I Like Fiction Better Than ( Read more... )

Reason I Hate Apartment Life Number 542:

The neighbor is currently engaged in some very enthusiastic bed squeaking.

Yeah.

Love to participate, love to read about it, don't love listening to it.

...I think I want to buy them a new non-squeaky bed...