every Starbucks should have a polar bear (scoradh) wrote,
every Starbucks should have a polar bear
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L. Listy McListson

Aon. Insisting that all doctors must be kind and caring individuals is the same as making bestiality a prerequisite for entry into the farming community: helpful, but hardly necessary.

Do. Nearly all of Gwen Stefani's songs on Love, Angel, Music, Baby mention LAMB, her clothing label. Cross-pimping is as irritating as oceans are vast.

Tri. I love the 'token' heterosexuals on every team: Kawamura, Hiyoshi, Yanagisawa, Wakato, Jackal. And how at the same time you can totally slash them: Kawamura and Fuji, Hiyoshi and Kabaji (look, everyone seems to think they're into granny-craft, so why shouldn't they bond?), Yanagisawa and Kisarazu, Wakato and Kajimoto, Jackal and Kirimura -- and I will slash these last two, see if I don't. I care nothing for the Pride of Brazil. Nothing!

Ceathair. I got a place in the merry_smutmas lottery. This is awesome, as it will provide me with an impetus to write a really invested HP fic and I won't feel the backlash for it until 2007. I hope I get a challenging pairing/scenario, to test my wings. (Except Snape, or femmeslash, because they are a bit too challenging. And Harry/Draco is probably the most challenging pairing of all … what was my point again?)

Cuig. Many things about Sarah Jessica Parker annoy me immensely, but her hair makes me want to throw squirrels at her head until they EAT HER.

Se. I don't understand why people don't wait for the green man when they're out with me. They know they're going to have to spend the same amount of time on the other side of the road because I never cross until the green man tells me to, so why do they bother jaywalking? Why?

Seacht. It is difficult to remain discreet when discrete parts of fandom and, also, the publishing world insist that characters who are being sly, subtle and discreet about their partiality are actually having a localised, discrete reaction to other boys. It is akin to the impossibility of being phased by something -- although, during certain embarrassing or uncomfortable phases of one's life, it is certainly possible to be fazed.

Ocht. I'm having a bit of trouble with the old writing gig. It was much easier a few months ago, when I could whine about being under-appreciated despite my (negligible) talent. Now I seem to have lost all confidence in my writing skills. I don't doubt that this is partially due to entering a new fandom. In HP, I could get away with being rather stilted -- I never even realised that I was. In PoT everything's a lot more free and akimbo and mad. And I am inhibited by nature. I can't seem to cut loose or fit in. Wonder of wonders -- there is some amazing writing in HP, but I always felt I could aim for and one day equal it. Yet in PoT -- where, when the writing is good it's very, very good, but when it's bad it's horrid -- I can't see myself ever attaining the standard and style of writing I now want. Maybe it will just take time to adjust, but I am not exactly patient. (Aries for the win!)

Naoi. My grief will be indescribable on the day when, through far too common usage, the word 'snark' becomes officially accepted as a speaking verb.

Deich. I can't wait to see what happens between Mia and the guy who hates corn in his chilli, but even I could not countenance spending sixteen euro on a book I'll have finished reading in an hour. I want a Dave the Laugh of my very own. And, to seal my fate, I hate Henry James as well.

I don't feel tempted to read my flist or emails when I am bingeing on fic. Like now. Desole. I lose at life. And also because I hate long hair on Shishido.
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