Definitely time to trim the Beast's claws--he decided to freestyle rockclimb the back of my computer chair this morning to get at my braid (which was only about half done at the time) and he bounced off the back of my left shoulder.
Milk and sneakers should not be mixed.
The universe has decreed that my office become a chocolate lover's haven, as obviously my mild dislike for the stuff is A Foolish Lie.
Chocolate chip cookies make a decent breakfast.
My brain is stuck in listmaking setting again, so attempting to work on fic-prompts is Not Going Well.
I could do without the blindfolded metaphorical live bee throwing approach to storytelling. Is it too much to ask the cast to stick to one time period long enough for me to get a good look at it?
I still want to know who killed monsieur Looney-tunes.
And how More died, and when. For that matter, her lover's identity would be nice--the second Ian did not spring full-blown from her forehead ( . . owbrain. Literally.), after all.
Why is it always the Really Complex stories that pwn one as a new-ish writer?
Irina is not a Firebird. Though if it's a ship she might have one.
Tricksters, rebellion, family and trust. 'bout everything in my skull fits that paradigm to one extent or another, *tells self* one is not actually telling the same story over and over and over again, M would take a baseball bat to one's head.
I either need more caffeine or I need to stop drinking my tea, my ability to stay on one topic is disintegrating rapidly.
Milk and sneakers should not be mixed.
The universe has decreed that my office become a chocolate lover's haven, as obviously my mild dislike for the stuff is A Foolish Lie.
Chocolate chip cookies make a decent breakfast.
My brain is stuck in listmaking setting again, so attempting to work on fic-prompts is Not Going Well.
I could do without the blindfolded metaphorical live bee throwing approach to storytelling. Is it too much to ask the cast to stick to one time period long enough for me to get a good look at it?
I still want to know who killed monsieur Looney-tunes.
And how More died, and when. For that matter, her lover's identity would be nice--the second Ian did not spring full-blown from her forehead ( . . owbrain. Literally.), after all.
Why is it always the Really Complex stories that pwn one as a new-ish writer?
Irina is not a Firebird. Though if it's a ship she might have one.
Tricksters, rebellion, family and trust. 'bout everything in my skull fits that paradigm to one extent or another, *tells self* one is not actually telling the same story over and over and over again, M would take a baseball bat to one's head.
I either need more caffeine or I need to stop drinking my tea, my ability to stay on one topic is disintegrating rapidly.
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Date: 2005-12-14 06:40 pm (UTC)From:. . yeah, that makes sense. Though sometimes they pwn no-longer-new writers, too--you'd think they'd let us get our feet under us before they break our little skulls. XP
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Date: 2005-12-14 10:08 pm (UTC)From:i sincerely doubt this is for the sake of local charities.
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Date: 2005-12-14 10:58 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2005-12-14 11:18 pm (UTC)From:( . . do we have a not!Loki yet? O.o . . . oh, OW, I just broke my own brain with Christian parallels to Zaubercorp--Diarmad as a jesus-sort who keeps having to be martyred again and again and again . . . *BANGS head on desk*
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Date: 2005-12-14 11:30 pm (UTC)From:do you or do we? there's one kicking around in here somewhere. grownup!stone finds him mildy amusing when he's not breaking anything of his. *pets your brain* it's my original background, so it was already borrowed from. it'll probably be more obvious later on? or not. i don't know. everything sorta shows up unexpectedly over here. but that's a lot of where the rian came from, anyway.
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Date: 2005-12-14 11:36 pm (UTC)From:Dude, really? Innteresting.
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Date: 2005-12-14 11:42 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-15 12:05 am (UTC)From::D
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Date: 2005-12-15 12:29 am (UTC)From:no, no squealing, unless he's planning on gnawing on my toes at night.
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes,
Who you think is really kickin' tunes?
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Date: 2005-12-15 05:27 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-15 06:26 pm (UTC)From:i hope we win, inigo.
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Date: 2005-12-15 06:35 pm (UTC)From:. . . . "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die."
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Date: 2005-12-15 08:11 pm (UTC)From:No, K, we will, because you already HAVE the Man in Black.
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Date: 2005-12-16 01:52 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2005-12-15 08:05 pm (UTC)From:;)
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Date: 2005-12-15 09:17 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-12-15 06:47 pm (UTC)From:I saw an article about a playground in Irvine California--some of your lot are based there, yes?
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Date: 2005-12-15 08:05 pm (UTC)From:Irvine is WEIRD. They had an article a bit back about how some guy chased another down the street with a drawn katana. They never caught the guy with the sword.
what was the gist of the story?
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Date: 2005-12-15 09:19 pm (UTC)From: