{ ride my decision home. }
Jan. 2nd, 2009 11:36 pmThis is truth: I suck at dealing with nice comments on my fic. I kind of lose it internally - I call this my inner flail - and then can't reply without sounding like a complete moron. You'd think someone had just given me their kidney, crikey.
I'm just saying. I've had that experience a couple of times the past week.
Yeah, no, I have no idea where all this comment-related meta is springing from. INDULGE ME. It's a passing phase. Well. You'd best hope it's a passing phase, or you might open your flist to an essay on the subject.
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Speaking of awkward: hi, friending memes! I've decided I want to expand my flist and
denorios is hosting a flisting meme and good googlies, I AM A MORON. I. Guys. New Flisters: please to not be completely thrown by my inability to say hi in the way that most people would. Everyone else: if perchance I leave you a comment that is more unintelligible than usual (it occurs to me that unintelligible is something of an absolute, but run with me here) just ignore me. Don't feed the dragons; they singe.
It occurs to me that I should do and intro post of some variety, but really, who wants to read that. It would be superfluous in a lot of respects because all I do is talk about myself anyway. And when I'm not talking about myself, I'm being unnecessarily verbose in such a way that even if people ARE interested they've probably fallen asleep by the end.
This is the long way round of saying: haha, guess what I'll probably post next?
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Little self-deprecation kick, apparently. Not a cry for reassurance, seriously. My language is just coming out that way right now.
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For the love of leg warmers, Last.fm spam needs to be stopped. It is SO ANNOYING. It doesn't even introduce itself in an interesting fashion - I clicked on your invite and all I got was a lousy song. WHERE ARE THE PROMISES OF INCREASED DRILLABILITY?* HOW CAN I DRIVE HER TO THE MOON AND BEYOND WITH THIS SUB-PAR PROBING INTO MY SOCIAL NETWORK?
*) I shit thee not: that was an actual promise on one of the emails in my spam box.
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I had something of worth to update with. No, really. Pfft.
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The ice cream I ate apparently contained REAL Bailey's and wasn't just flavoured. Can you tell?
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Date: 2009-01-03 09:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-03 10:42 am (UTC)Also: my NCIS DVDs were supposed to arrive today and they didn't. Not amused!
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Date: 2009-01-03 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-01-03 11:35 am (UTC)I think it's really hard to answer fic comments too. I always seem to come off a bit like I'm saying 'You LIKE this? What's WRONG with you?!'. Or, yeah, the Donated Kidney Syndrome. I wish I could just say a simple 'thank you' and leave it at that, but oh no, I have to ramble on and on...
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Date: 2009-01-03 11:39 am (UTC)Hi there, this is possibly going to be a sticking point for some time.
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Date: 2009-01-03 11:19 pm (UTC)It was rather good; the alcohol just took my bloodstream by surprise, lols.
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Date: 2009-01-07 01:36 pm (UTC)As I have mentioned in another comment, I am not much liking s2, although I am finding that I had seen most of the first half already.
Also, I forgot to put half of my fandoms in that friending meme, *facepalm*.