Something's Going to Get Wet
Jun. 5th, 2006 03:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
You can tell it's finals because I'm avoiding work by posting more than I should. Also, I sometimes stumble upon things to say. So, randomly, here's some things.
Saturday I went with Kay, Greg, and Tris to see X-Men 3. I, strangely enough, enjoyed it more the second time. I wasn't bored, and the things that bugged me the first time didn't bug me this time. Best part was Tris covering his face with his arm and murmuring, "Rated NC-17 for frightening images." Also the little incidence about using the bathroom before the end of the credits. "If I don't go now, something is going to get wet."
He's really very funny when he's not being annoying.
I should never have bought food at the Cave. Too many sweets in the room. Also, I have to finish my ice cream before we have to defrost the freezer. Meh. Ice cream is less fun when you have to rush it.
The Seattle Times has called twice today trying to get us to buy their paper. Twice in, like, five hours.
Regarding the recent SGA hate that's cropping up enough that even I've noticed it: ::headdesk:: I don't write, icon, cap, draw, or contribute in any way to the fandom that is SGA. I don't in any fandom I've been pulled into. (Mostly lack of talent or confidence.) But I enjoy reading and seeing what other people do. And though I may not, um, appreciate certain writers because of style or content, I appreciate the fact that everyone's got their thing that they're into.
Basically I keep my mouth shut about any negative opinions unless I'm talking to friends (who don't even watch the things I watch) or my mother (because she's useful like that). And those negative things aren't even specific. They're mostly "Please stop writing McKay like a girl" and "Please learn to spell." Seriously, I'll read just about anything.
And I'm sitting here writing this and thinking that I've really got nothing to say on the matter. Nada. Just, god, if you're the type of person who's fine with attacking people for having a difference of opinion, have the balls not to do it anonymously. I mean, if you're going to go there, why not go all out?
Notice how I'm only posting this on my own journal where no one will see it because, as I said, I don't do anything so I have, like, no connections.
Can't we all just get along?
I think that's the first use of "balls" in that context on my journel.
So, yeah. Back to the essay.
Saturday I went with Kay, Greg, and Tris to see X-Men 3. I, strangely enough, enjoyed it more the second time. I wasn't bored, and the things that bugged me the first time didn't bug me this time. Best part was Tris covering his face with his arm and murmuring, "Rated NC-17 for frightening images." Also the little incidence about using the bathroom before the end of the credits. "If I don't go now, something is going to get wet."
He's really very funny when he's not being annoying.
I should never have bought food at the Cave. Too many sweets in the room. Also, I have to finish my ice cream before we have to defrost the freezer. Meh. Ice cream is less fun when you have to rush it.
The Seattle Times has called twice today trying to get us to buy their paper. Twice in, like, five hours.
Regarding the recent SGA hate that's cropping up enough that even I've noticed it: ::headdesk:: I don't write, icon, cap, draw, or contribute in any way to the fandom that is SGA. I don't in any fandom I've been pulled into. (Mostly lack of talent or confidence.) But I enjoy reading and seeing what other people do. And though I may not, um, appreciate certain writers because of style or content, I appreciate the fact that everyone's got their thing that they're into.
Basically I keep my mouth shut about any negative opinions unless I'm talking to friends (who don't even watch the things I watch) or my mother (because she's useful like that). And those negative things aren't even specific. They're mostly "Please stop writing McKay like a girl" and "Please learn to spell." Seriously, I'll read just about anything.
And I'm sitting here writing this and thinking that I've really got nothing to say on the matter. Nada. Just, god, if you're the type of person who's fine with attacking people for having a difference of opinion, have the balls not to do it anonymously. I mean, if you're going to go there, why not go all out?
Notice how I'm only posting this on my own journal where no one will see it because, as I said, I don't do anything so I have, like, no connections.
Can't we all just get along?
I think that's the first use of "balls" in that context on my journel.
So, yeah. Back to the essay.