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clo_againI do not understand why so many people write fic where the Doug Anthony Allstars shoot, stab or otherwise murder each other and then - usually - angst about it for a while. There seems to be a - somewhat worrying to say the least - proportion of such fics, given how little DAAS fic there is overall. I can't remember coming across so many in any fandom before, even the ones with multiple archives and millions of teenies.
It's uh, a little scary. And slightly makes me want to write a fic where they shoot, stab and otherwise murder each other apparently in earnest... then the last paragraph revals it was a prank and they get up and drink tea. Paul would complain about there being fake blood in his mug and Tim would tie Richard's legs to his chair with the fake entrails.
Seriously internets, quit it. It freaks me out. And without getting into my warnings argument again, this doesn't seem to be a fandom that warns for anything, including violence and character death. It's bizarre.
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STEPPING AWAY FROM TOPICS OF DEATH AND VIOLENCE, today was an excellent day in work! We'd finished all the buckets so I sat at my table and packed soap, wrapped soap and folded soap into postcard pyramids all day, with the staggeringly professional and heartbreakingly excellent podcast of speranza's Written by the Victors on my iPod. I carried it on my laptop all over Australia and never got around to listening to it which is almost criminal (it would've been a wonderful way to kill five and a half hours of the flight dammit) but it was perfect today since I didn't really need to pay attention to soap-packing past the first couple. I have an hour left and could just read it but the podcast is beautiful. It has a cast and music and really, anyone who says fanfic isn't any good has not heard this. It's freaking profesional.
It did, however, provide me with the unique experience of having NC-17 slash playing through my earphones while I smiled at a nun. Fanfic; warping your soul in fun and different ways since the birth of the internet!
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I had something else to go here but it's taken me almost two hours since I started this post and it's still not finished, so I think it'll have to wait until tomorrow.
Also, I got paid today. :DDDDD Appppprrrooooooooooooooval.
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WAIT. Pre-post edit. Mock the Week just started and Adam Hills is on it. I was happy about this since if Australia taught me nothing else, it taught me Australian comedians = teh awesome. So, there was this:
Me: Adam Hills! Yay!
Mother: Who?
Me: Adam Hills. He's Australian and awesome. Also he makes jokes about his fake foot.
Mother: He has a fake foot?
Me: Yes.
Mother: ...Maybe it got bitten off by a crocodile.
Mw: ...Sometimes I wish I wasn't related to your brain cells.
Seriously, parents. What.
It's uh, a little scary. And slightly makes me want to write a fic where they shoot, stab and otherwise murder each other apparently in earnest... then the last paragraph revals it was a prank and they get up and drink tea. Paul would complain about there being fake blood in his mug and Tim would tie Richard's legs to his chair with the fake entrails.
Seriously internets, quit it. It freaks me out. And without getting into my warnings argument again, this doesn't seem to be a fandom that warns for anything, including violence and character death. It's bizarre.
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STEPPING AWAY FROM TOPICS OF DEATH AND VIOLENCE, today was an excellent day in work! We'd finished all the buckets so I sat at my table and packed soap, wrapped soap and folded soap into postcard pyramids all day, with the staggeringly professional and heartbreakingly excellent podcast of speranza's Written by the Victors on my iPod. I carried it on my laptop all over Australia and never got around to listening to it which is almost criminal (it would've been a wonderful way to kill five and a half hours of the flight dammit) but it was perfect today since I didn't really need to pay attention to soap-packing past the first couple. I have an hour left and could just read it but the podcast is beautiful. It has a cast and music and really, anyone who says fanfic isn't any good has not heard this. It's freaking profesional.
It did, however, provide me with the unique experience of having NC-17 slash playing through my earphones while I smiled at a nun. Fanfic; warping your soul in fun and different ways since the birth of the internet!
~
I had something else to go here but it's taken me almost two hours since I started this post and it's still not finished, so I think it'll have to wait until tomorrow.
Also, I got paid today. :DDDDD Appppprrrooooooooooooooval.
~
WAIT. Pre-post edit. Mock the Week just started and Adam Hills is on it. I was happy about this since if Australia taught me nothing else, it taught me Australian comedians = teh awesome. So, there was this:
Me: Adam Hills! Yay!
Mother: Who?
Me: Adam Hills. He's Australian and awesome. Also he makes jokes about his fake foot.
Mother: He has a fake foot?
Me: Yes.
Mother: ...Maybe it got bitten off by a crocodile.
Mw: ...Sometimes I wish I wasn't related to your brain cells.
Seriously, parents. What.
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Date: 2009-07-31 01:10 pm (UTC)Adam Hills! Whee!
You know the Base vending machine imakes really bizarre noises when people buy stuff.
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Date: 2009-08-02 09:40 pm (UTC)