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ratherastory) wrote2010-03-24 09:18 am
ratherastory) wrote2010-03-24 09:18 am
More conversions, and more wibbling about writing
So I got tired last night, and ended up not writing much more. Still, I have much of today to get some more writing in.
I'm torturing Sam about as much as I usually do in this story, and the OCD part of my brain is screaming at me that I don't know what I'm doing and ZOMG IT'S MEDICALLY INACCURATE!!1!, but I'm trying to get it to shut up by telling it that it's a supernatural affliction so I can totally make shit up if I want to, so THERE.
*headdesk*
I am such a dweeb.
In other news, I brought SPN to work again last Sunday at the request of my coworker J., and one of the supervisors was there —the really laid-back supervisor, luckily. So he let us pop in the DVD because J. was jonesing for another fix, and spent the first twenty minutes of the episode ("Sin City") making snarky comments.
Then the snarky comments sort of petered off, and he started asking questions about who was whom, and why were they doing that? He assured me that it wasn't "his thing," but that it was cute.
Three episodes in, and he pulled up his chair in front of the TV, and the snark pretty much ceased entirely.
HAH!
*gloats*
Okay. Back to my BigBang now. My landlady is coming later to take a look at the floor that got wrecked by the flood last week, so I have to do a bit of tidying too, but I think I can get in a couple thousand more words before then.
*goes back to writing*
I'm torturing Sam about as much as I usually do in this story, and the OCD part of my brain is screaming at me that I don't know what I'm doing and ZOMG IT'S MEDICALLY INACCURATE!!1!, but I'm trying to get it to shut up by telling it that it's a supernatural affliction so I can totally make shit up if I want to, so THERE.
*headdesk*
I am such a dweeb.
In other news, I brought SPN to work again last Sunday at the request of my coworker J., and one of the supervisors was there —the really laid-back supervisor, luckily. So he let us pop in the DVD because J. was jonesing for another fix, and spent the first twenty minutes of the episode ("Sin City") making snarky comments.
Then the snarky comments sort of petered off, and he started asking questions about who was whom, and why were they doing that? He assured me that it wasn't "his thing," but that it was cute.
Three episodes in, and he pulled up his chair in front of the TV, and the snark pretty much ceased entirely.
HAH!
*gloats*
Okay. Back to my BigBang now. My landlady is coming later to take a look at the floor that got wrecked by the flood last week, so I have to do a bit of tidying too, but I think I can get in a couple thousand more words before then.
*goes back to writing*
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IM SORRY. DELETING.
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...STOP IT. I CANT STOP GRINNING. MY PROF WILL KNOW SOMETHINGS UP.
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-STOPS!- NO MOAR SPAMMING THE JOURNAL!
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...OOPS~
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THEY ARE >:)SORRY CROWLEY! WE WILL TAKE THIS ELSEWHERE~ -SHAME-
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BUT.
*TEAR*