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[clo_again]

Oh wow. Re-watching Attack of the Clones only makes it worse. Could the dialogue *be* more stiff? Poor Ewan; he does his best but it all sucks, really. How did I not remember this? And aw, the seismic charges don't sound anywhere *near* as good on my crappy little TV as they did in the cinema. They were the best part.

In other news am ignoring work in favour of trying to finish fic. Because hey, work, pfft. :)

Comments

[astonish.livejournal.com]

Yay, fic! Yes, ignore work, work sucks. I had to do work today and it was not fun. I'd rather fic.

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

Fic! Fic!! Fic!!

*clears throat* Working on fic is better than working on work any day of the week. :-)

[clo.livejournal.com]

Definite yay for fic! I think I'd always rather fic, proably because it seems much more useful than half the work we're supposed to do. At least fic is producing something that makes people happy. :-) Analysing poetry for example, is just a legalised form of torture.

[clo.livejournal.com]

Yay! :D *fics*

Oh yeah. What do we need work for anyway? ;-)

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

:-D

Nothing except ya know, a roof over our heads, food in our bellies, electricity to run our computers, internet which I do not have so why am I working? but nothing important. ;-)

[clo.livejournal.com]

A roof?! Food! Pfft, we're slashers, we need no such things! However computer and internet... yeah, maybe those we have to work for. Damn. And you need your internet back. :( I can't imagine how you've lasted this long without it.

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

Well, I don't know about you, but it's just around 40degrees here. Not Celsius. Farenheit. It's cold! I need a roof. You're right though. I don't need food as long as I have coffee. :-) I'm looking for a job... a real job, I should say, so I can get money to pay for internet. Thank god that I can use the school computers for most of the stuff I need...

[astonish.livejournal.com]

Exactly. Who wants to write papers on motor oil when you could be writing fic? You can't tell me my professor actually enjoyed reading twenty papers on motor oil, come on. I'm just glad the poetry if far, far away from me. You have it worse, sorry. :D