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Jan. 28th, 2006 12:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rynneAm really tired (never mind that it's only bloody 1am), so will do a meme and post the drabble ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
many_miles_away sent me, and then will go to bed.
So, meme! I was tagged byallisonblair.
1) Write down seven things that piss you off (in no particular order).
2) Tag seven people.
Very few things actually piss me off, so I'll just go with seven things that annoy me right now.
-Morning classes. Evil, evil things.
-Video games that stop working when you want to play them. (Basically, Things Not Working Properly Even After You've Given Them A Good Thumping)
-Snow. Just in general, since there's no actual snow here now, but still. I hate snow.
-People who spell my name wrong even when it's written down right in front of them. What's so hard about Corinne? I know it's not among the most common names, but honestly, when it's written down right in front of you and still you spell it wrong...akdfjgkladgkjlfg.
-Incorrect grammar in general. I don't mind it so much in a fic I'm betaing, since it's part of my job to help the author fix it, but in fics and books and just random internet things that I read.... Alas for the noble apostrophe, so heartily abused.
-Characters who won't cooperate. Do what I want, not what you want, even if I am meaner and am probably going to end up having you tortured in some way. Running away from me won't save you, you know.
-Cell phones. I have one, but half the time I forget that I do, and I only use it to call family because there's no long-distance charges. But they go off all the time, and people talk on them, and honestly, I don't care about your conversation and since it's a cell phone you can go somewhere and be alone to talk!
And here's the drabble Maddy sent me in a holiday card. :)
The last of the thunderstorm is fading away when Ron manages to wrench his eyes away from Harry's bed, glaring at the door instead, as if he could see through it, could see Ginny swaggering back down the stairs to her room. Ron has run out of expletives during the previous half hour, but he's set on inventing some more. Anything to keep his thoughts and eyes away from the next bed, from naked, tanned skin, trim muscles moving under firm flesh, calloused hands touching places turned invisible by Ron's overdriven brain. He keeps wondering just how naked Harry is, but he'll forsake the Chudley Cannons before he lets himself check that.
Still really bloody tired. Going to bed, despite the earliness. G'night.
many_miles_away sent me, and then will go to bed.So, meme! I was tagged by
allisonblair.1) Write down seven things that piss you off (in no particular order).
2) Tag seven people.
Very few things actually piss me off, so I'll just go with seven things that annoy me right now.
-Morning classes. Evil, evil things.
-Video games that stop working when you want to play them. (Basically, Things Not Working Properly Even After You've Given Them A Good Thumping)
-Snow. Just in general, since there's no actual snow here now, but still. I hate snow.
-People who spell my name wrong even when it's written down right in front of them. What's so hard about Corinne? I know it's not among the most common names, but honestly, when it's written down right in front of you and still you spell it wrong...akdfjgkladgkjlfg.
-Incorrect grammar in general. I don't mind it so much in a fic I'm betaing, since it's part of my job to help the author fix it, but in fics and books and just random internet things that I read.... Alas for the noble apostrophe, so heartily abused.
-Characters who won't cooperate. Do what I want, not what you want, even if I am meaner and am probably going to end up having you tortured in some way. Running away from me won't save you, you know.
-Cell phones. I have one, but half the time I forget that I do, and I only use it to call family because there's no long-distance charges. But they go off all the time, and people talk on them, and honestly, I don't care about your conversation and since it's a cell phone you can go somewhere and be alone to talk!
And here's the drabble Maddy sent me in a holiday card. :)
The last of the thunderstorm is fading away when Ron manages to wrench his eyes away from Harry's bed, glaring at the door instead, as if he could see through it, could see Ginny swaggering back down the stairs to her room. Ron has run out of expletives during the previous half hour, but he's set on inventing some more. Anything to keep his thoughts and eyes away from the next bed, from naked, tanned skin, trim muscles moving under firm flesh, calloused hands touching places turned invisible by Ron's overdriven brain. He keeps wondering just how naked Harry is, but he'll forsake the Chudley Cannons before he lets himself check that.
Still really bloody tired. Going to bed, despite the earliness. G'night.
