I'll keep that in mind. t g

Number Ho!!!!

That is all.

Although, of course, this may be a different film.

This is the sequel. *g*

I may have to watch the first, but it's just asking for porn.

I'm actually fonder of Bad Girls. Even though there's the whole sense of 'Gee, I wonder what the film would have been like if they hadn't kept on forcing rewrites and increasing the cleavage - might it have been a genuine exploration of feminist cowboy blah blah blah disappointmentcakes'... but it's counterbalanced so very thoroughly by the four hot gun-wielding chicks on horseback.

...and of course, I hadn't heard of slash back then. Huh. May need to rewatch...

So, it's no one thing, rather a set of them that have been making me want to curl under my desk and say "never talking again. ever. ever."

Now you know how I feel in fandom nearly all the time.

Because this sort of thing happens to me on a weekly basis.

This is why you're more often to see me go silent than anything. After a while, you just get tired and want to rest your weary head without someone pointing a finger and claiming that you're betraying some sort of bloody cause...

Still and all, by remaining silent, I continue to get yelled at, but at least they can't use my own words against me.

Dan and Casey will be living in sin in my Sampo.

You have no idea how pleased I am to hear that.

As long as you aren't writing mpreg. I think I must be clear on that point.

Dany'N'Cassey4Evah!!!!!!1!!

One day, I will not be too tired to write, anymore. And that will be a good day.

Dan would be a good mommy though.

OK, not to poke sleeping puppies, but I finally read [link] (which had been linked to in the dS thread) & I dunno, several of you said you liked it, but I'd like to just say oh fucking bite me to the author. For several reasons. But now instead of enumerating them I skip off to Microsoft Wrod to finish Fay's beta.

Thassall.

As long as you aren't writing mpreg. I think I must be clear on that point.

Oh, hell no. Not at all. Never.

Now you know how I feel in fandom nearly all the time.

Yeah. Now like my innocence, ability to speak gone? I'm feeling mellow from wine and a nap. I spoke my mind all day. To the horror and amusement of my family. I think I told several of them to blow me. I said flat-out "I'm going to be a bitch. So fucking deal. I hate Christmas, and I hate schedules, and you can all suck my cock."

My side of the family is used to such language, but I will call and offer my apologies, natch.

Boys in love. It's all about boys in love. Makes me happy.

I dunno. I think I'll keep speaking my mind, making an effort to be polite. I'm so very far from a BNF that it's funny. But... I'm a larger SNF than I assumed, 10 point instead of 8 or something, so, well, with limited readership and shit comes a modicum of responsibility.

Growing pains, adulthood. I think I'll go write some porn now.

Speaking as someone who will never even be an 8-point-name fan, I'ma keeping hitting myself over the head and maybe it will register viscerally what I've gotten intellectually, that people disagreeing with you can make your life suck, in a certain situation, in that certain situation. And that was an ugly-ass sentence if I ever wrote one. And it doesn't matter, this post doesn't matter, I think I'll go to bed.

I wrote a new story--Subtlety, due South.