When your brother asks to read your fanfic and other horrors

[misscam]

Remind me to never ever again let a dentist convince me to have a wisdom tooth out. Ow with the ow with the ow. I thought he was gonna pull my sodding jaw off there a moment. And now it aches and my mouth tastes like blood and lovely, really. It's also that time of the month and I feel like a miserable sod, basically. LOVE ME

And speaking of miserable sods... Prime example

Oh, Phelps-spawns of the world, SHUT IT already. Being too right-winged and batshit for even Fox is not a good sign.

Ehehehehe (The rest of that wank is rather funny too. Shipping, people. Fucking serious business.)

This wank got a bit interesting as well. I've always assumed it's rather common courtesy to ask before you archive, but the Internet always has a person of the opposite opinion somewhere, whatever the opinion.

Moment of doom: Brother IMs me and asks to read a fanfic of mine. Oi. Also asked that it wasn't "not too sappy", and I got to wondering if I wrote anything *but* sap (as judged by a male, even if it is a male who likes Pride and Prejudice). Ended up giving him the file with Arthur Miller's Wrong, as it was the only I could think of rather sap-less then and there. He knows CSI, and not Doctor Who yet, though he made vaguely threatning noises about reading my stuff after he's seen it this summer.

I'm so dead.

But aside from that, we had a lovely chat. My brother and I are fairly close, and get along splendidly, which is nice. I've decided to share some of the money I'm getting with him, but I'm still pondering how much. (Me and bro.)

And yes, I owe five drabbles, but my mind got all focused on a fic and I've written 5000 words and am feeling the urge to finish it first. You'll have to forgive me :P

*wanders back to being a writing, miserable sod*

Comments

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Cripes, everyone has wisdom teeth horror stories. The world sure is a painful place to us all.

[anamin.livejournal.com]

heh, after about the first day or so I was able to function a little bit. They put me on Oxycodone. Wonderful stuff, but you'd never be able to sleep. 5 days after I had them out (Superbowl Sunday) I went to the Aquarium with my brother and a neighbor and nearly passed out. I just got so tired walking around. . .but then I had a caffinated soda and felt better. But what was I thinking? LOL!