Now knowing that I had to get up at 7:00, you would think that I would have gone to bed at a reasonable time last night. But the siren song of Max Payne 2 was calling, and I couldn't resist the sweet, sweet sound of blowing away tedious killers with massive firepower, particularly since I fixed my subwoofer and the sound of a grenade blowing a SpecOps dude to tiny bits is just so much more visceral when you can feel the concussion in your lower abdomen. So technically I was just testing my subwoofer fix.
But my computer seems to have some issues with MP2. Generally it involves the system locking up, so I've learned to save the game often. But last night it took out my video card driver. Biiiig suck.
But yeah, I'm back. Reinstall went just fine.
Barb is making putting-up-the-Christmas-tree noises. I'm kind of indifferent because I didn't really get to decorate for Halloween this year, and I'm not so much in the holiday spirit. I do like the tree though, and it's a new tree. Well technically it's two years old, but it's never been out of the box so I'm calling it new.
I hate commas.
Writing styles have changed over the last 30 years, particularly the use of commas, semicolons and colons. But commas piss me off the most because they don't express the true pause of something like an ellipsis... which I have been told is NOT to be used for ANYTHING other than omissions in a list.
Screw that. I've been writing for long enough that I can make up my own words (such as faceity), and I can use an ellipsis for a pause if I want to. Particularly in dialogue. And I get to use sentence fragments. Like this. People talk that way, and I like to write like it's a conversation. Except you don't get to talk back except by commenting, and that's not so much a conversation as a... well, I don't know exactly what it is, but it's not really a conversation.
Snarfed from white_jasmine:
I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.
But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."
I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal.