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I remember an occasion, not so many years ago, when I found myself alone in the middle of the night, with no working pen in the house and an essay due the next morning. I ended up handing in an essay written entirely in orange coloured pencil. Did I bitch and moan that the pencil didn't have a backspace? No, I did not. I was grateful I had a pencil, orange or otherwise. Well, those heady days are over, I tell you what.
For the last three or so weeks I have had, in place of a computer, a really, really expensive footrest. It's been horrifying. I wrote a report last night using lined refill, a bic and one of those little bottles of white-out with the teeny-tiny brush, and I was well-nigh crippled by the inability to cut-and-paste. Plus, I felt like I was living in the fucking dark ages.
So, you know, I've only kept up with LJ in 10 minute bursts in internet cafes, which is to say, hardly at all. I missed it. And you. But! I hear that Justin shouted on a message board! And kissed emoticon Chris! At some point in the last, like, fortnight! *twirls* I wish I'd been there.
In other news, I was checking out Sentinel slash before everything went kerblooey (inspired by the lovely Kormantic and whoever it was that posted the link to the blooper reels where the actors playing Jim and Blair made out. Love to you!), and I'd printed out a few stories to read on the bus, so I wasn't entirely without fanfiction, thank God. I wasn't sure who was who when I started, but now, 5 fics and two songvids later, I have a serious thing for Blair and his little claymation face. I really do. Plus, he has my hair, and I feel for him: it's the kind of hair that moults everywhere so you have to peel it off your socks at the end of the day.
*hugs friendslist on general principle*
For the last three or so weeks I have had, in place of a computer, a really, really expensive footrest. It's been horrifying. I wrote a report last night using lined refill, a bic and one of those little bottles of white-out with the teeny-tiny brush, and I was well-nigh crippled by the inability to cut-and-paste. Plus, I felt like I was living in the fucking dark ages.
So, you know, I've only kept up with LJ in 10 minute bursts in internet cafes, which is to say, hardly at all. I missed it. And you. But! I hear that Justin shouted on a message board! And kissed emoticon Chris! At some point in the last, like, fortnight! *twirls* I wish I'd been there.
In other news, I was checking out Sentinel slash before everything went kerblooey (inspired by the lovely Kormantic and whoever it was that posted the link to the blooper reels where the actors playing Jim and Blair made out. Love to you!), and I'd printed out a few stories to read on the bus, so I wasn't entirely without fanfiction, thank God. I wasn't sure who was who when I started, but now, 5 fics and two songvids later, I have a serious thing for Blair and his little claymation face. I really do. Plus, he has my hair, and I feel for him: it's the kind of hair that moults everywhere so you have to peel it off your socks at the end of the day.
*hugs friendslist on general principle*
