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About naming and other issues
Mar. 2nd, 2007 12:24 pmWell, it would seem that I'm quite enthused with this "Kat, the Hunter" fic I've been tricked into writing... only is not named like that, I actually found a rather cool title for it, which led me to discover my new talent ::drum roll:: I can come up with nice titles, as long as I haven't written the story yet... Yay for me! I can name things.
I am informing you of this fic, because I have a load of ideas that just require me to sit down and html the hell out of them, and this is where you come in, I am officially enabling you to nudge me if by next friday I'm still in page one... how will you know I'm no longer in page one, you wonder, I'll tell ya how, I will post it when its done, or at least post a snippet of whatever it is that I have so far (like a page and a half, possibly) in order to avoid the nudging.... How's that?
In another order of ideas, I got my grade for that Social Studies paper I owed... B+. I am the shit! Period.
The bro mailed me my new favorite cd. "Riding with the King" by Eric Clapton & B.B King. Awesome. I'm in love peeps! Still don't know what caused this sudden surge of fraternal love, but I'm already onto something, I think.
A great new I got yesterday night? We may not have to produce some sponsor out of our butts for our little project because, according to the "lab partner" we have a good chance of wrapping it up before july. I'm happy.
The roommate brought a cat. That I named Alec, because I'm a dork like that. Also, during dinner, we had this conversation on B.B King's Lucille and the fact I would give my guitar a female name as well, she game this look that clearly said "WTF Paola?" and I said that I'd named my car Pete, after Peter Pan... she kept the look.
Now I ask you, what in god's name is wrong with naming precious objects? I really wanna know.
Btw, this coffeehouse's name is "The Man who was Thursday". I'm amused by the naming tune this day's playing for me.
I am informing you of this fic, because I have a load of ideas that just require me to sit down and html the hell out of them, and this is where you come in, I am officially enabling you to nudge me if by next friday I'm still in page one... how will you know I'm no longer in page one, you wonder, I'll tell ya how, I will post it when its done, or at least post a snippet of whatever it is that I have so far (like a page and a half, possibly) in order to avoid the nudging.... How's that?
In another order of ideas, I got my grade for that Social Studies paper I owed... B+. I am the shit! Period.
The bro mailed me my new favorite cd. "Riding with the King" by Eric Clapton & B.B King. Awesome. I'm in love peeps! Still don't know what caused this sudden surge of fraternal love, but I'm already onto something, I think.
A great new I got yesterday night? We may not have to produce some sponsor out of our butts for our little project because, according to the "lab partner" we have a good chance of wrapping it up before july. I'm happy.
The roommate brought a cat. That I named Alec, because I'm a dork like that. Also, during dinner, we had this conversation on B.B King's Lucille and the fact I would give my guitar a female name as well, she game this look that clearly said "WTF Paola?" and I said that I'd named my car Pete, after Peter Pan... she kept the look.
Now I ask you, what in god's name is wrong with naming precious objects? I really wanna know.
Btw, this coffeehouse's name is "The Man who was Thursday". I'm amused by the naming tune this day's playing for me.
