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May. 15th, 2006 03:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am having a ridiculously hard time posting in lj these days. I think it's sort of a combination of sudden acute shyness and, um. Well, maybe just the shyness thing. Which is pretty silly. It's not like I'm so very shy in real life. Except, you know, in the way that I kind of am. Except when I'm kind of not. Yes. Well.
On the other hand, there's always the possibility that I have a hard time posting because I'm afraid I'll sound like a blethering idiot. Case in point.
Leaping briskly to another topic, on an oh-how-the-world-must-hate-me note, this morning my eye makeup disappeared at almost the exact moment the hair dryer died, which was, sadly, the exact moment that I needed to style my hair. For years and years I've sported a handy dandy wash-and-wear do, because really, who has the time to futz about with blowing and drying and styling and fooling around with all manner of product when three minutes with a towel will do just as nicely? Several months ago, though, my hairdresser talked me into something that she tactfully described requiring "just a little bit more effort." It also, apparently, requires a functional blow dryer if a person doesn't want to arrive at work looking like she's styled her hair with a hockey stick and a weed wacker, but there you go. The sadness is not to be borne.
I console myself by counting the minutes to the seasone finale of Prison Break and Grey's Anatomy. Not that GA is actually a particular favourite, but my sister and daughter are both quite fond of it, so I've been sucked in AGAINST MY WILL!! It's NOT MY FAULT!!
On the other hand, there's always the possibility that I have a hard time posting because I'm afraid I'll sound like a blethering idiot. Case in point.
Leaping briskly to another topic, on an oh-how-the-world-must-hate-me note, this morning my eye makeup disappeared at almost the exact moment the hair dryer died, which was, sadly, the exact moment that I needed to style my hair. For years and years I've sported a handy dandy wash-and-wear do, because really, who has the time to futz about with blowing and drying and styling and fooling around with all manner of product when three minutes with a towel will do just as nicely? Several months ago, though, my hairdresser talked me into something that she tactfully described requiring "just a little bit more effort." It also, apparently, requires a functional blow dryer if a person doesn't want to arrive at work looking like she's styled her hair with a hockey stick and a weed wacker, but there you go. The sadness is not to be borne.
I console myself by counting the minutes to the seasone finale of Prison Break and Grey's Anatomy. Not that GA is actually a particular favourite, but my sister and daughter are both quite fond of it, so I've been sucked in AGAINST MY WILL!! It's NOT MY FAULT!!
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Date: 2006-05-16 04:38 pm (UTC)The thing is, it doesn't MATTER if it's been written, because it's never been written by YOU. That story's never been told by you before. Oooh, I'm excited. What pairing is it?
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Date: 2006-05-16 05:39 pm (UTC)I KNOW, but, dude, I live in terror of the great finger of plagiarism being pointed in my innocent direction! ::cringe::
However. There is quite patently WAYYYYY too much fiction for me to ever rummage my way through, and it would appear that a good 90% of it has been written by 13-year olds with no great love of grammar and a fetish for melodrama, so I'll just have to cope with the anxiety.
It's Frank/Gerard. They would be my MCR OTP, I guess, with the odd side of Mikey thrown in, just because. And you? Are you writing in the fandom? And what's your pairing of choice?
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Date: 2006-05-16 06:20 pm (UTC)