Bouillabaisse
Mar. 17th, 2003 12:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenThe morning was spent in maths and then in French, neither of which are fun, and were happily broken up by a twenty minute conversation at break on, among various things, necrophilia. Suddenly realised that ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cucharita, lilka and emerald_embers will all be leaving in three months and I will be all on my ownsome. Well, not quite. But there will be no-one to talk to about slash/porn/necrophilia and I will be very sad.
I am bored. And very hungry. I refuse to agree that this journal is interesting.
"I am bored. And very hungry." How is that remotely interesting? And last night's bored analysis of Daniel and Hawk whumping was nothing but self-indulgence. And oh, look, here goes another update along the same lines.
I guess the reason I'm hungry is something to do with the fact the French lesson was all about food. Les lasagnes, et les escargots, et la bouillabaisse, et le chocolat, et peut-etre la chose plus importante, la cafe au lait.
See? Bored.
It took a while, but I eventually remembered that I'd been writing last night. It always takes me a long time to remember stuff like that - I've been awake for hours and only now do I begin to remember what I was doing before I went to bed last night. Writing, that is. Two fics simulataneously, one M*A*S*H, one Stargate. The M*A*S*H one is better at present, but that's probably because I've been too long out of the fandom to get the voices of the Stargate characters exactly right. Although, whumping convincingly is like riding a bike. You never forget.
The fic I like better is the M*A*S*H one and I think I ought to try and finish it tonight. Perhaps. Maybe. It might be one of those fics that takes aeons to finish because I can only write one sentence at a time. That does actually sound likely because last night, I listened to the October Project's Something More Than This four times, so that's four times six minutes, twenty-four minutes, and I only wrote one pargraph. Four sentences, which is hardly more than nothing. It was, however, the crucial paragraph. From hereonin I just have to fill in the gaps.
While I've been typing this,cucharita has been making _detroit a new layout. I am now going to look at that...
cucharita, lilka and emerald_embers will all be leaving in three months and I will be all on my ownsome. Well, not quite. But there will be no-one to talk to about slash/porn/necrophilia and I will be very sad.I am bored. And very hungry. I refuse to agree that this journal is interesting.
"I am bored. And very hungry." How is that remotely interesting? And last night's bored analysis of Daniel and Hawk whumping was nothing but self-indulgence. And oh, look, here goes another update along the same lines.
I guess the reason I'm hungry is something to do with the fact the French lesson was all about food. Les lasagnes, et les escargots, et la bouillabaisse, et le chocolat, et peut-etre la chose plus importante, la cafe au lait.
See? Bored.
It took a while, but I eventually remembered that I'd been writing last night. It always takes me a long time to remember stuff like that - I've been awake for hours and only now do I begin to remember what I was doing before I went to bed last night. Writing, that is. Two fics simulataneously, one M*A*S*H, one Stargate. The M*A*S*H one is better at present, but that's probably because I've been too long out of the fandom to get the voices of the Stargate characters exactly right. Although, whumping convincingly is like riding a bike. You never forget.
The fic I like better is the M*A*S*H one and I think I ought to try and finish it tonight. Perhaps. Maybe. It might be one of those fics that takes aeons to finish because I can only write one sentence at a time. That does actually sound likely because last night, I listened to the October Project's Something More Than This four times, so that's four times six minutes, twenty-four minutes, and I only wrote one pargraph. Four sentences, which is hardly more than nothing. It was, however, the crucial paragraph. From hereonin I just have to fill in the gaps.
While I've been typing this,
cucharita has been making _detroit a new layout. I am now going to look at that...
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on 2003-03-17 05:25 am (UTC)Mmmmm......hope for new Ravenfic soon.....
*happy whumping thoughts*
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on 2003-03-17 06:44 am (UTC)But yes, that was amusing.
DEAD PEOPLE WHO HAVE NOT STARTED ROTTING AND WILL BE RESURRECTED IN A FEW MORE HOURS/DAYS ROCK MY SOCKS.
Now worship me.
*points*
on 2003-03-17 06:45 am (UTC)Re: *points*
on 2003-03-17 08:41 am (UTC)*worships you*
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on 2003-03-17 09:15 am (UTC)Fic is a possibility. If I can make myself write!
Ooh - was thinking of you this afternoon. Strange Mulcahy plot bunny had just sprung into existence!
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on 2003-03-17 09:23 am (UTC)*bows down and worships you*
Where'd you get the webcam?
In fact, don't tell me.
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on 2003-03-17 09:35 am (UTC)*fangirl squeal*
Oh, pleasepleaseplease won't you write it? Alternatively, you could let me adopt it, but I'd really rather see what *you* come up with for him. :D
^_^
on 2003-03-17 11:12 am (UTC)Anyhow, I've figured why the others like your LJ.
You write about everything like it's a story. It's a fascinating way of writing. I'm stuck writing about facts and/or emotions, simply because that's the way my mind works. I have disjointed connections. Dyspraxic, you see ;).
*hugs you*
I'm jealous though, people find me creepy or annoying most of the time. You're just brill :).
Re: *points*
on 2003-03-17 11:14 am (UTC)*scratches head and looks around*
Nope, not bored at this moment in time because the 'Diva' song from the Fifth Element is v. cool.
*listens to playlist*
NOOOOOOOOOO it's Beatrix's theme now and it makes me CRY! NO! *runs away*
*runs back*
*looks puppy-eyed*
I know I'm not as interesting as Iona but am I mind-numblingly boring like... like... like a boring person?
P.S.
on 2003-03-17 11:15 am (UTC)*cling*
Re: *points*
on 2003-03-17 11:15 am (UTC)no subject
on 2003-03-17 11:32 am (UTC)This sentence just got voted "sentence most likely to be lifted out of context and quoted elsewhere". In fact, I'll go and do so now.
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on 2003-03-17 02:20 pm (UTC)Have seen it. I feel oddly flattered, now...