Yes, Te, I know she's not really all-evil. But I severely disliked her. She was too much of a MS for me.
Jesus fucking Christ. I have discovered the truth! Joss is a 14-year-old fanfic-writing teenybopper girl! Asshole.
How come I've never, ever had a sex dream where I was even present, let alone an active participant? My brain is weird.
Maybe it is to you, but some of us do care a lot about our chosen fandom, and no one has the right to deem other's fan-dom [as in, the fact of being a fan] 'silly'. You may see the object of their fandom as 'silly', yes, but what people like or dislike should not be judged. Who the fuck are you to say "You're silly for caring that much about that?"
I'm not being clear but you catch my drift.
I'm prolly misunderstanding a lot of what you say, and I'm sorry but this is what I could make of the jumbled sentenses.And obviously, she did. Smart girl.You're just one of the 104 people on my 'friends' list, and one of the least important ones, to me. Like I said, everyone and their dog is on my friends list.
But then again I could never expect anything else from people going around posting comments (and longwinded ones) and having so much with it. Unfortunately I never tried, never was interested and I don't actually care.Try as I might, I could make no sense of this. The only thing I uderstood was that somehow, you don't like us commenting in your journal. Well, I comment when I see something I want to comment on. That's the beauty of LJ. If you don't like that, you can turn off non-friends posting.And none of us are telling you to do anything. Yes, it's your journal. But it's a public journal, and as such, people will read it, wether you like that or not. If you don't like it, that's easily fixed.
Kirk grinned brightly. "It's okay. I know you were worried about James trying to kill you." He nudged James lightly with his shoulder. "Don't worry about it, though. He's really not as bad as everyone says he is.""Kirk," James growled in warning.
"He's actually nice once you get to know him."
"Kirk."
"Why, you'd never even know he was a vicious gunslinger."
"Kirk, you little--"
"Or that he's scared of spiders."
"Kirk!"
Damn. That means a fourth of us working here are gay, and that's assuming the 3 new people are all gonna be straight. Wooo! The plan is working, my friends.