It's a weird phenomenon--that journalfen fandom wank thing Plei linked to, upstream. It is sort of self perpetuating, isn't it? What's interesting to me is the people who seemingly post to the fandom wank journal for attention ("look how snarky and superior I can be"), while making accusations about the people they're accusing of the fandom wanking, of being snarky and superior. Maybe it's the crossover audience that's most intriguing. It's...something.
Natter 33 1/3
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Where is everybody? The cat woke me up a little before 6:00 by licking my nose, and I couldn't fall back to sleep, and now I need to be entertained.
Plus we can read it, and feel all superior ourselves for staying above it all.
Our office girl scout delivered the cookies last week. Then she leaves a note saying, by the way, I won't be selling cookies next year but my sister will in 2007. 2007! Don't you think this is information we should have had before making our cookie decisions? I mean, if we'd have known we had to stock up for two years....
Plus we can read it, and feel all superior ourselves for staying above it all.That's how it was for me at first, and I enjoyed that aspect of it. But now I feel dirty for wondering about it, at all. But I do wonder about it. I feel like I am missing something.
How did it come to be, do you know?
Where is everybody? The cat woke me up a little before 6:00 by licking my nose, and I couldn't fall back to sleep, and now I need to be entertained.
I'm unable to entertain you. I have had a cream tragedy. The other day, I thought my coffee (with newly purchased, and expiration-date-way-off light cream) tasted funny. Now I'm more of a black/no-sugar coffee drinker, but lately, have added cream, particularly if I'm going to drink a lot of it, because it gives me less heartburn. So last night on the way home, we stopped and got more cream. I had my first cup black/no-sugar, as usual, but then decided I wanted cream for the rest.
This batch curdled.
How can I entertain you under these circumstances? Sheeesh. You're so demanding, Lee.
Don't you think this is information we should have had before making our cookie decisions? I mean, if we'd have known we had to stock up for two years....Oh, see, brenda understands the harsh realities of life.
brenda, I could only be sorrier if I had managed to purchase some cookies this year myself, and if I had cream that wouldn't curdle.
Poor Cindy. I hope you can get some uncurdled cream soon.
I still want other people to entertain me though.
Hell, this round is making our worst discussions in B'crazy look friendly.
Well, most of us in Bureacracy are friends, and even when that's not the case there's a fair amount of pressure to play nicely. Those sort of governors don't seem to exist in the wider fic-writing fandom. I'm amused that I got in pretty much on the ground floor on this one, rather than finding out about stuff months after the fact. And I don't even write fic!
Doing a photomanip of Gunn wearing golf clothes and eating a Wonderbread sandwich with mayonaisse would really be throwing kerosine on the flames, wouldn't it? he said innocently...
Doing a photomanip of Gunn wearing golf clothes and eating a Wonderbread sandwich with mayonaisse would really be throwing kerosine on the flames, wouldn't it?
Snerk. What a scary thought.
As usual, of course, this isn't actually ABOUT what it's about on the surface. A year ago or so, all these people were getting along.
Then, during a period where I was busy and skipping a lot of shit, something must have happened. I remain baffled.
Matt, do not make me love you any more than I already do.