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So I'm bored, so doing what I always do when I'm bored. I browse Hot Topic, I do some work, and I go look backbackback to the first entries in my friends' LJ's. Fun! Currently stalking Wax. Who, on 8 March of this year, had the following to say:

and I'm right in the middle of saying something incredibly ... SAGE. or whatever. maybe it was just something about how very sex-ay Justin would look with a swollen lip and a bloody eyebrow, who knows.

Premonition of the Fight Club photoshoop, perhaps?

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There is nothing more annoying than finding a cool shirt and then finding out it's 3/4 sleeve. I hate 3/4 sleeves. Cannot wear them. Grr.

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Okay. So. Let's get two things straight here. One: I don't want kids. I like them, but i have no desire to have some of my own. Ever at all. Two: I don't like males "like that." Ever at all.

So why is it that male + young child = goo!Melle?

Point in case.

(I have a puppie snippet idea in this realm. By th time I will have finished writing it, I will be unable to have children, because my ovaries will have exploded.)

WHY?

Heh.

Amusing myself with word's autosummarise function.

( Sharing the amusement. )

Bah!

Going out for drinks tonight. Don't wannaaaaaaa! Even though I know that once I'm there, I'll be okay. I'll be fine. I'll sit in the leather couch (and "in" is not a mistale here) and drink Guinness and talk and joke and be amused and have fun for an hour or two.

But right now, I still don't wanna.

What I want, right now, is to go there, sit in the easy chair all by myself, drink Guinness, and write. Even though I don't think I could.

Sometimes I annoy myself. Grmpf.

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Was trudging through In Progress folder. Came across rough draft of rant I wrote. Quite a while ago. So, on the subject of smut, and keep in mind this is present company wholly excluded (cause the lot of you are great smut writers, those of you who write, and write smut):

THERE IS MORE TO M/M SMUT THAN ANAL SEX!

Godfuckingdammit. I mean. Look, there's plenty of gay men who rarely or even never engage in this activity. There's blowjobs, and handjobs, and frottage, and what the fuck ever else you can come up with. Be a little creative, for fuck's sake. If I'm going to read smut, I want it to be original. not just plain old average Tab-A-Slot-B stuff. Oh and hey, while I'm at it:

THERE IS MORE TO SLASH THAN SMUT!

I. Am. SICK and TIRED! Of the attitude (both from slashers themselves and from "outsiders") that a story isn't slash ("just" "pre-slash") uless they've had actual (onscreen) sex, that slash is all about putting characters in homosexual situations and bla bla bla and bla bla bla. Aaargh!

Look. I'm not one of these doofuses who delude themselves into thinking we're writing highly controversial stuff, that we're being guerillas against TPTB or whatnot. Howthefuckever. I do like to think that these stories have merit as that. Stories. Words strung together into sentences, sentences into a plot, a story, dialogue. Something with maybe less literary value than, say, War And Peace, but I never aimed for that even with my non-fanfic writing.

Yes, I write erotica, or porn, or whatever you wanna call it. Smut. Often, I don't write explicit smut. Sometimes, I write nothing but explicit smut. Can we please look beyond the smut and at the story, please? The smut is just a part of that. And not usually an essential part, either.

Follow that Bandwagon!

( Lemming Melle reporting for duty, sir! )

In honour of Coming Out Day:

Hello, my name is Sofie/Melle, and I'm gay.

*bow, exit stage left*

Squee!

*pionts at TV* MY SECRET GIRLFRIEND! =D

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Dammit! Went to shower and you'd signed off. Sniff.