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Tourists DIE in Tibet.
Sep. 22nd, 2003 09:48 pm( Cut for whining. )
In brighter news, I've realized that my mental block in getting any real progress done on the start of Sasha's story is the same mental block that's kept me from writing anything official that is anything more than yaoi-flavored. I only very recently started writing anything that was outright slashy. For those of you acquainted with my writing, for example the MK crowd -- count the number of fics where there's ACTUAL gay instead of just implied on-the-side gay, or fluffy gay that could be mistaken for friendship. How much of it was gay where the couple was actually TOGETHER? It just doesn't write itself as easily as ambiguous materials. I think that, if this were Jillia's story, I wouldn't be having as much trouble getting started. Hopefully I will be able to take advantage of this new knowledge somehow.
And I finally got off my lazy ass and wrote the Remus journal entry, after eighteen tries getting into Blogger, and now it's just sitting there because Ju-san isn't online to get confirmation from. I'm not sure if he was supposed to be doing anything I should know about or not. I haven't heard anything game-wise in ages. Of course, this may be partially my fault. I appear to have issues being an uninvolved participant in a journal RP... I seem to wind up oblivious.
In a totally unrelated and therefore relevant side-note, "Tourists DIE in Tibet" is the best catch-phrase that nobody understands ever. I plan on using it a lot and not explaining it to anyone except close friends. It will be a wonderful in-joke -- forever.
Val descended from Heaven, or wherever it is she resides that isn't Earth, to tell me how to do the math problems I didn't understand, and I was confident about the quiz despite having made in my homework the brilliant mathematical assertion that 12 - 4 = 12. Then, he whipped out a truly evil problem on us. So much for not needing calculators, you lying son of a Muppet. But on the plus side, I've done all my study abroad nonsense, so I can relax about that, and my first exam in Arthur was a 100. Feeling pretty good.
Finally, in the entry of randomness, I've managed to fight past my mental block on reading, and in the last 24 hours have finished ( two recreational books that I enjoyed muchly. )
In brighter news, I've realized that my mental block in getting any real progress done on the start of Sasha's story is the same mental block that's kept me from writing anything official that is anything more than yaoi-flavored. I only very recently started writing anything that was outright slashy. For those of you acquainted with my writing, for example the MK crowd -- count the number of fics where there's ACTUAL gay instead of just implied on-the-side gay, or fluffy gay that could be mistaken for friendship. How much of it was gay where the couple was actually TOGETHER? It just doesn't write itself as easily as ambiguous materials. I think that, if this were Jillia's story, I wouldn't be having as much trouble getting started. Hopefully I will be able to take advantage of this new knowledge somehow.
And I finally got off my lazy ass and wrote the Remus journal entry, after eighteen tries getting into Blogger, and now it's just sitting there because Ju-san isn't online to get confirmation from. I'm not sure if he was supposed to be doing anything I should know about or not. I haven't heard anything game-wise in ages. Of course, this may be partially my fault. I appear to have issues being an uninvolved participant in a journal RP... I seem to wind up oblivious.
In a totally unrelated and therefore relevant side-note, "Tourists DIE in Tibet" is the best catch-phrase that nobody understands ever. I plan on using it a lot and not explaining it to anyone except close friends. It will be a wonderful in-joke -- forever.
Val descended from Heaven, or wherever it is she resides that isn't Earth, to tell me how to do the math problems I didn't understand, and I was confident about the quiz despite having made in my homework the brilliant mathematical assertion that 12 - 4 = 12. Then, he whipped out a truly evil problem on us. So much for not needing calculators, you lying son of a Muppet. But on the plus side, I've done all my study abroad nonsense, so I can relax about that, and my first exam in Arthur was a 100. Feeling pretty good.
Finally, in the entry of randomness, I've managed to fight past my mental block on reading, and in the last 24 hours have finished ( two recreational books that I enjoyed muchly. )
