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Dec. 2nd, 2008
Writer's Block: Physical Education
Dec. 2nd, 2008 09:52 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
Volleyball. God, I sucked at volleyball. And don't even get me started on how wretched I am at golf. Apparently the gene that made the rest of my mom's family good at golf and golf-crazy (my grandpa used to own a local golf course a few decades back) completely skipped me.
As for other gym class games, I was pretty good at universal Frisbee. And I was on the basketball team for a couple of years, although by the time I actually started getting somewhat good at it I quit the team.
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Fandom-as-exes meme gacked from others:
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: X-Men movieverse
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Buffy
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized he really was fucking crazy: Lost
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town: Heroes
The steady: Supernatural
The one you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Gossip Girl
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: House
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Harry Potter
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: Doctor Who
The one you slept with on the rebound who still smiles at you, yet you have no interest in any more: Brothers and Sisters
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "Him? How the hell did he land all these cool babes?": American Idol
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: Torchwood
Volleyball. God, I sucked at volleyball. And don't even get me started on how wretched I am at golf. Apparently the gene that made the rest of my mom's family good at golf and golf-crazy (my grandpa used to own a local golf course a few decades back) completely skipped me.
As for other gym class games, I was pretty good at universal Frisbee. And I was on the basketball team for a couple of years, although by the time I actually started getting somewhat good at it I quit the team.
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Fandom-as-exes meme gacked from others:
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: X-Men movieverse
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Buffy
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized he really was fucking crazy: Lost
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town: Heroes
The steady: Supernatural
The one you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Gossip Girl
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: House
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Harry Potter
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: Doctor Who
The one you slept with on the rebound who still smiles at you, yet you have no interest in any more: Brothers and Sisters
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "Him? How the hell did he land all these cool babes?": American Idol
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: Torchwood
Random things
Dec. 2nd, 2008 09:02 pm-- Today I got 800 words of my Yuletide down, which is definitely a good thing. I don't expect it to be too long anyway -- my recipient wasn't looking for an epic or anything, so that's good -- and I think I can handle a couple thousand words I can fine-tune quickly, slap onto the website, and get the hell off my plate.
I could get it done tonight, I suppose, if I really tried, but I'm tired so I think I'll hold off until I get back from the dentist tomorrow.
-- Oh, yeah. Dentist. Ugh. This one better give me a better deal because, seriously, I just want somebody to fix something in my mouth, damn it.
-- The only good thing I can say about The Grand Prize Winner right now is that at least I'm not going backwards. *sigh* Hence why I worked on Yuletide today, because I had all these grand plans of getting the book done first and then writing my Yuletide, and it slowly started to dawn on me that that is stupid when I'm picking writing a little under forty thousand words as opposed to, say, a couple thousand.
-- 7 Historical Figures Who Were Absurdly Hard To Kill
-- The 10 Most Devastating Insults Of All Time
I could get it done tonight, I suppose, if I really tried, but I'm tired so I think I'll hold off until I get back from the dentist tomorrow.
-- Oh, yeah. Dentist. Ugh. This one better give me a better deal because, seriously, I just want somebody to fix something in my mouth, damn it.
-- The only good thing I can say about The Grand Prize Winner right now is that at least I'm not going backwards. *sigh* Hence why I worked on Yuletide today, because I had all these grand plans of getting the book done first and then writing my Yuletide, and it slowly started to dawn on me that that is stupid when I'm picking writing a little under forty thousand words as opposed to, say, a couple thousand.
-- 7 Historical Figures Who Were Absurdly Hard To Kill
-- The 10 Most Devastating Insults Of All Time