Who the fuck let me near a computer four years ago? Matter of fact, why are you still letting me near a computer? I've been rereading all my old things, journalling and fic writing both, and am generally mortified. I certainly violated some sort of unlimited italics license, not to mention the friggin' pretentiousness of busting out non-capitalized phrases and such in the middle of paragraphs for no reason. We shall not even speak of the horrid abuse of parantheses. And now I want to clean up everything I've written ever-- not sure why it's one of those nights, but it just is. Ai-yah.
There's a certain pronunciation and inflection to that which loses something in being text on a screen. It's something I picked up off my aunt, and it's a phrase pronounced in such a way which I'm convinced only Chinese-American ladies of a certain age can do.
( Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again )
Anyhow, that's said and done. Have some AIM. Have a lot of AIM. And remember: parody. I actually do think Zack's intelligent and Cloud's capable and Sephiroth has a sense of humor and the clones... well, actually, I do quite like making fun of the clones. But not because I actively dislike them or anything, it's just because it's so damn easy to do. Poor spirits.
( Son of AIM recap! )
There's a certain pronunciation and inflection to that which loses something in being text on a screen. It's something I picked up off my aunt, and it's a phrase pronounced in such a way which I'm convinced only Chinese-American ladies of a certain age can do.
( Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again )
Anyhow, that's said and done. Have some AIM. Have a lot of AIM. And remember: parody. I actually do think Zack's intelligent and Cloud's capable and Sephiroth has a sense of humor and the clones... well, actually, I do quite like making fun of the clones. But not because I actively dislike them or anything, it's just because it's so damn easy to do. Poor spirits.
( Son of AIM recap! )