x-posty Natter/Bitches because it’s too cool not to share

In small world news, I just experienced a rare and cool overlap between my Buffista life and my school life. My students create their own vocab books based on unfamiliar words they encounter in their normal lives (literature from my class, historical documents, or just chance encounters with new words outside of school). I make them identify the part of speech, define the word, and then quote and cite the original sentence where they found the word before writing a new sentence to show they can use it themselves. One of my seniors dutifully cited the source for all 20 of her new words...a fanfic FAY wrote for JILLI!!!!! I about fell off the couch when I saw “FayJay” cited at the end. I now have 20 sentences from Fay’s story peeping cheerfully out from my student's list, and I’m tickled pink. Seriously, how cool is that? And no, I didn’t point her that way--I’ve never even mentioned that I have friends who write fanfic. SO RANDOM AND COOL.

I didn't have sex in an actual bed until I was 24! Granted, I didn't HAVE any sex from 20-24, and then it was a professor's bed. (House-sitting; never slept with a prof.)

Yeah, tommyrot, the actual sexxorin' was, to be expected, not really awesome in retrospect, but the actual circumstances are hilariously great!

Ginger, I have friends whose dog was seriously afraid of wooden floors. Lino was ok, but crossing the living room to get to the bedroom where the dog bed was was like watching a hydrophobe approach the sea.

Oh, no name smushing! It took me forever, after lurking on Fandom Wank, to realize Zutara wasn't a character on Avatar:The Last Airbender.

HA!

Fine, fine. Tomica and Brangelina are out. Individual names are in.

Welcome, Monica!

I've never actually had sex (like, official, PIV sex) in a car.

Me neither, and I hope I never will. I'm a damn adult with my own queen-sized bed. The whole point of adulthood is NOT having to have the sexxing in a car.

Unless you want to, of course. In which case, get it on, because you are a damn adult and can do what you want.

Just not with me. I will be in my queen-sized bed. Probably with comic books.

Welcome, cliomusing! Now we just need to find out if, more than just reading AoS slash fanfic, you happen to write it, too. We gobble that shit up.

Oh god, I'm the catlady. Fuuuck.

Snerk.

Someone tell cliomusing that we have a fanfic thread.

I think you just did!

I lost mine outside in the grass, in an apartment complex.

I lost mine in the top bunk of a two-person room in ship's company barracks. The student rooms were four-person rooms, so I was grateful that potential embarrassment of being walked in on was reduced by halvsies.

SO RANDOM AND COOL.

That is wild!

Oh, no name smushing!

I skimmed past that in all the excitement. Dana just pumped her fist in the air, and she has no idea why. [Unless she read it, in which case, she totally knows why. Or, unless my fragile brain remembered wrong, and it's not Dana who hatesses portmanteaux with ferocity. But I'm pretty sure I'm right.]

I have yet to be sexed up in a car, but as I'm rather on the shortish side, well, I wouldn't have the logistical problems others do. Yay for being petite?

Bah, this review is breaking my brain, so I may have to switch the internets off and concentrate on it before I give up and vow to wake up early to finish it, but if the Mad Men/Caprica fusion ever goes from fun braintoy to actual story, it will certainly go up in the fanfic thread....