Catharsis

I have spent the morning reading the longest fanfic ever.
Well, not really, but as I stick to short stuff with only one notable exception, this was a departure for me.
And I wondered why it took me two hours to read it. The answer was, it was more than 70,000 words.
And I thought I was reading slowly...

And while I was trying to give my opinion of it, purplerainbow started me thinking about what a wonderful word "catharsis" is. Some books are like that - cathartic, that is - as is some truly wonderful fanfic. I also found that it's impossible to explain what catharsis means. It seems to me you have to feel it before you know what it is.

And it's a nice feeling. Like walking through a rainstorm, to come out smelling fresh on the other side.

Well, I have kept Hannah company while she's been making icons, I have been avoiding revision, I have read 70,000 words in 2 hours and feel all the better for it.

I think I shall go and revise now.

"And I know it's out there..."

snowdrop24's last post was lovely. I don't know why.

God bless the fanfic writers.

[On that topic - even though she can't see me, I'm waving at Iolanthe scarlatti, a new friend...]

In the meantime... I am cold. I have been reading and watching television, but all the time feeling I should be revising.
Or something.

I'd quite like to write something, but I have no ideas. The story of my life, I suppose. All dressed-up and nowhere to go...

Which reminds me. Why on earth do I bother wearing jewellery and touching up chipped nail varnish when I'm on my own all day? The only person who's going to see me is me... but I cling to my habits.

Ah, well. It's not as if my life is awful at present, so there's no need to be maudlin.

[What's the noun to go with maudlin? Maudlinity? Maudliness?]

But yes. My life is, well, it's okay. I'm safe at home, I've been home for a week... I'm still me, it's my birthday in exactly two weeks, I'm not revising but I won't fail, there is still good fanfic in the world, I still have my friends, I figured out the heating switch and the house is warming up, I've got the media player and as long as I'm alone, I can have the volume up as high as I like, and as long as I'm here I have the whole world at my fingertips.

"And I know it's out there,
But somehow here is gone."

Sentence

General boredom.
Nothing new there.
So... yes. Have been reading through my biology because it seemed like a good idea at the time. Also, amusingly, I was bored because there was no-one to chat to. Judging from my friends page, it appears Trillian/MSN went down for a large portion of the world this afternoon.
And since then, I have done nothing, watched Friends earlier, which is odd, because I haven't watched it in ages, and then tried to think of something productive to do but couldn't think of anything, so read more fanfic, watched more television, specifically Hawkeye trying to squeeze seventeen people into a jeep, and after that ate a slice of orange 'n' cranberry cake, which sounds revolting but is actually very nice, and this one-sentence dissection of my life is proving troublesome so I think I will stop.

So yes. What now?
New series of Frasier tonight. As I am the only person I know who watches it, I doubt this will provoke much excitement.

Ah, yes...

Ah, yes... this made perfect sense...

Emily: and like i said, i'm going to go back to my nice, long, sweet MSR
Hannah: MSR?
Me: Mulder Scully relationship? *random guess*
Hannah: oh, better than mine
Emily: Mulder/Scully Romance
Me: nearly!
Emily: ja
Hannah: good!
Me: what was yours, Hannah?
Hannah: *giggles*
Emily: *covers ears*
Emily: *shuts eyes*
Emily: ...
Hannah: Men, Sam and Radar...
Emily: LOL
Me: *laughs hysterically*
Me: Radar as a concept or a person?
Hannah: I'm covering my mouth to stop giggling... everyone else is asleep...
Hannah: concept? *falls over*
Hannah: no, the person
Me: and Sam? Samwise Gamgee?
Hannah: could be... I was thinking of Captain Carter
Emily: riiight...
Hannah: but the Men part was open

Oh, of course.