Bitch, bitch, bitch
Sep. 22nd, 2006 04:57 pmIn a classic example of wanting what you can't have, I've been dying for some spinach for the last several days. I'm not sure what the deal is with the E. coli, I mean, I'm pretty sure you have that in your intestines all the time. I'm pretty sure I learned that in high school biology. Maybe. I forget a lot of things, you know. Most of my knowledge points went into knowing where information is, rather than actually committing the information itself to memory. That would probably be because I am intellectually lazy, or something. It goes right along with the spiritually immature.
Anyway. In other news, I got an email today about the upcoming Wheel of Time gaming session, and for possibly the first time ever in my life, I don't feel like role-playing. This could be evidence of my abduction by aliens and replacement with an imperfect robot clone. Or, it could be because I'm pretty sure my character is going to either a) die, or b) abandon all his friends to die and ingloriously exit the game. And I don't want either of those things to happen. I'm way too invested in this character, which is not usually a problem for me. Damn you,
erusnoctus and your requirement of extensive character backstory! If you kill him off, I'm going to have to write fanfiction, and nobody wants that.
Speaking of fanfiction, last night,
triadruid was telling us about an author he had heard interviewed on NPR. She's just written a novel about Godel and Turing, which is about all I know about the thing, because after he said that,
kittenpants pipes in with, "Is it slash fiction? The internet exists, so I have to ask." I have to admit, I would read Godel/Turing slash. Hell, I might *write* Godel/Turing slash. (I have forgotten how to make umlauts. Damn it.) Anyway. It's a good thing I have the internet, or I might be tempted to think I'm the weirdest motherfucker in the room.
Also. New icons.
Anyway. In other news, I got an email today about the upcoming Wheel of Time gaming session, and for possibly the first time ever in my life, I don't feel like role-playing. This could be evidence of my abduction by aliens and replacement with an imperfect robot clone. Or, it could be because I'm pretty sure my character is going to either a) die, or b) abandon all his friends to die and ingloriously exit the game. And I don't want either of those things to happen. I'm way too invested in this character, which is not usually a problem for me. Damn you,
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Speaking of fanfiction, last night,
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