Feel like week-old, thrice-warmed-over ass. Hey kids, guess who's probably coming down with another stomach infection and will therefore be living off toast and soup and no coffee (er, after this mug) for the next three days? That's right, me. Expect cranky!Melle to make an appearance. Or two. Hundred.
FCA-L people continue to amuse me with their catfights. Plus, there's an actual interesting discussion going on, and I want to post my three cents in here, except I can't be arsed to be coherent right now, and hey, who asked me, anyway?
Today's moment of self-importance: someone on FCA-L asked where the term "RealPeopleSlash" originated, and I answered that as far as I know, it originated somewhere in the first few months of RS-X. Yo, at least I didn't add that to the best of my knowledge, I coined the acronym "RPS". So there.
Random annoyance of the day: I hate it when I'm in the middle of reading a rather good HP story, a rather good H/D story, even, and I'm thrown out because there's a reference to the drinking age as being eighteen. Drinking age in the UK is sixteen, people. Please, please, please do your research. There's enough British people online who will be more than happy to help you.
Was talking to Molly yesterday about how I really want to read a good, long, kind of happy kind of sad kind of really dark post-wara story, something character-driven and relationship-driven, not necessarily slash, but something exploring the people and interpersonal dynamics and how war changes people and their perceptions of others.
Am pondering my War!Bunny, and what everyone would be doing in it. So far, all I have are the twins, Harry, and Draco. Not that good, is it