Boy, I'm tired.
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elsajeniSo, I've been working on a fic with an upcoming deadline. It's been going poorly; I wasn't getting any ideas I liked, even though I loved the prompt I got, and I eventually just threw my hands up and started writing a story that I didn't enjoy, and that I fully recognized wasn't much good, but that at least would meet the requirements and be done on time.
Then last night I went to bed, dozed off for a little while, and then suddenly woke up with an almost-fully-formed plot in my head. A good plot, meeting the prompt perfectly.
So of course I leapt out of bed, scribbled in a frenzied manner on some Post-It notes, stuck them on the door, started back to bed, stopped, wrote another Post-It saying "ZACK - THIS IS A FIC PLOT - DO NOT BE ALARMED" (since it was, you know, two Post-Its full of notes that were both incoherent and pornographic) and stuck it over them, and then went back to bed. (Only to discover that, of course, I couldn't get to sleep, so instead I got up and watched American Gladiators ((I LOVE ESPN CLASSIC IT IS THE BEST CHANNEL EVER)) and played Pokemon for a couple of hours. And fuck the accent over that e, it takes too much effort to look up.)
In other news, my cousin Alex is in town for Weather Camp this week. So far I have eaten dinner with him twice, both times accompanied by a more or less endless discussion of how [insert item here] is awesome (Alex is a chatty and positive-minded sort of guy). Apparently he got home from a hard day at Weather Camp on Monday and promptly requested that the VHS of Titanic that apparently is still at my mom's house be put on, which, when I heard about it on the phone, really cracked my shit up. And tonight I'm taking him out to see the Nancy Drew movie, which he's really fired up about. And then we get to have a pizza party, probably on Friday, and he's coming to the Zrubek family reunion on Saturday, even though that's my mom's family and he's my cousin on my dad's side. (Key attraction of taking Alex to family reunion, from Alex's perspective: A HUNDRED PEOPLE WHO ENJOY CHATTING oh and I guess also there's cake and stuff. His perspective on plane rides, since infancy, has been pretty much, "Hey, a captive audience!")
We had a long talk last night about what it would be like if squirrels were much smarter than they actually are. I realize this sounds like a conversation one could only have with a small child, but let me point out: it was pretty much identical to conversations I have had with Zack.
P.S. Suggestion from Bob: play All Flesh and Star Wars at the same time. Space zombies! Your thoughts?
Then last night I went to bed, dozed off for a little while, and then suddenly woke up with an almost-fully-formed plot in my head. A good plot, meeting the prompt perfectly.
So of course I leapt out of bed, scribbled in a frenzied manner on some Post-It notes, stuck them on the door, started back to bed, stopped, wrote another Post-It saying "ZACK - THIS IS A FIC PLOT - DO NOT BE ALARMED" (since it was, you know, two Post-Its full of notes that were both incoherent and pornographic) and stuck it over them, and then went back to bed. (Only to discover that, of course, I couldn't get to sleep, so instead I got up and watched American Gladiators ((I LOVE ESPN CLASSIC IT IS THE BEST CHANNEL EVER)) and played Pokemon for a couple of hours. And fuck the accent over that e, it takes too much effort to look up.)
In other news, my cousin Alex is in town for Weather Camp this week. So far I have eaten dinner with him twice, both times accompanied by a more or less endless discussion of how [insert item here] is awesome (Alex is a chatty and positive-minded sort of guy). Apparently he got home from a hard day at Weather Camp on Monday and promptly requested that the VHS of Titanic that apparently is still at my mom's house be put on, which, when I heard about it on the phone, really cracked my shit up. And tonight I'm taking him out to see the Nancy Drew movie, which he's really fired up about. And then we get to have a pizza party, probably on Friday, and he's coming to the Zrubek family reunion on Saturday, even though that's my mom's family and he's my cousin on my dad's side. (Key attraction of taking Alex to family reunion, from Alex's perspective: A HUNDRED PEOPLE WHO ENJOY CHATTING oh and I guess also there's cake and stuff. His perspective on plane rides, since infancy, has been pretty much, "Hey, a captive audience!")
We had a long talk last night about what it would be like if squirrels were much smarter than they actually are. I realize this sounds like a conversation one could only have with a small child, but let me point out: it was pretty much identical to conversations I have had with Zack.
P.S. Suggestion from Bob: play All Flesh and Star Wars at the same time. Space zombies! Your thoughts?
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"Weather Camp?"
Date: 2007-06-21 01:54 am (UTC)But seriously, "Weather Camp?" I know it's probably a breeding ground for future meteorologists (of whom I've known one, so I can't draw any conclusions), but it sounds a lot like he's gotten a boat wrestling scholarship. Speaking of which, remind me to tell you how Professor Butterworth described arresting a vessel the next time I'm able to act it out in person.
And as for "All Jedi Must Be Eaten," I, naturally, am all for it. Star Wars also has a surprisingly good explanation for why there are zombies all up in your grill: it's the damn Sith getting uppity again.
Cheers,
--Bob
P.S. You know, if you were worried it would disturb *Zack* of all people, I'd like to see what you did to that door.
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Date: 2007-06-21 03:00 am (UTC)My brain keeps going, "It's Betsy, you know it's Betsy, call her Bets, or ya know what, BETSY!!!" It's "Kate (Katy)." Pop me off an e-mail so I can get you and Zack party info, I'd love for you to come to my birthday party this year.
I'm still at the old styxkitten one.