how does this make sense?
Apparently the only way I can get anything written these days is if I pack up my crappy laptop and go somwhere that isn't home. Oh, and don't eat anything. Because it turns out that suddenly food = complete lack of inspiration. There is nothing wrong with my home either. There's no one there except for me and the friggin pets and it's not like I haven't managed to write despite of them running around before. This sort of works right now since my parent's apartment is empty and I can go there if I want to, but that's not going to work when they move back, because it's a small apartment and trying to write while people are talking at you constantly doesn't exactly work out either. I want to finnish this damned fic and it doesn't look like it's happening any time soon.
Also, I has awesome parents. I've always taken it as a given that they know that when it comes to me being atracted to people gender is a complete non-issue. They're my parents and I assume they know these things without the need to spell it out. No one's ever felt the need to talk about it, it's been implied in some discussions with mom I guess, but in a mostly theoretical way while discussing her work more than me. I've never really dated anyone of any gender so it's not like it ever should have been much more than theoretical to the parents. And yeah, like I said I've always been pretty sure that everyone's aware and that it doesn't matter, but today was the first time I (knowingly, who knows what I've said without realising) mentioned something to dad about me and another woman in a way that was anything but theoretical and it still felt kind of daunting (and talking to dad about things that imply that I might actually have a sex life of some kind always makes me a bit awkward anyway, because it's dad). Of course I was completely right and it didn't matter in the slightest, just like it never has before. And dad apreciated the funny in me having had a tiny thing (the kind that never went far enough for clothes to get removed and just when we hapened to go out at the same time) with my brother's new girlfriend.
Also, I has awesome parents. I've always taken it as a given that they know that when it comes to me being atracted to people gender is a complete non-issue. They're my parents and I assume they know these things without the need to spell it out. No one's ever felt the need to talk about it, it's been implied in some discussions with mom I guess, but in a mostly theoretical way while discussing her work more than me. I've never really dated anyone of any gender so it's not like it ever should have been much more than theoretical to the parents. And yeah, like I said I've always been pretty sure that everyone's aware and that it doesn't matter, but today was the first time I (knowingly, who knows what I've said without realising) mentioned something to dad about me and another woman in a way that was anything but theoretical and it still felt kind of daunting (and talking to dad about things that imply that I might actually have a sex life of some kind always makes me a bit awkward anyway, because it's dad). Of course I was completely right and it didn't matter in the slightest, just like it never has before. And dad apreciated the funny in me having had a tiny thing (the kind that never went far enough for clothes to get removed and just when we hapened to go out at the same time) with my brother's new girlfriend.