To reply to your text (which I didn't notice until, like, 1 AM because I'm a massive derp who keeps forgetting that I turned off sound
and vibration on my cell): it's going pretty well. I've settled in, my classes start this evening, and I'm currently applying for all kinds of jobs to add a little cash to the kitty. It's
finally cooling down, so I'm not dying. And! I love exploring this city. I really do. There's all kinds of awesome things to do, so it's not like Pittsburgh where I'm stuck in one place and where it takes only a day to take in everything that's worth seeing.
Only downside, really, is that I'm terrified I'm going to run low on cash, so I
really need to find a job within the next two weeks.
Anyway.
It's awesome that you're feeling better, by the by. ♥ Sometimes, yeah, just taking off is enough to get you back on your feet.
Also, magic ponies.
Yeah... At first I was all "let me look down at you, peon matt. you need to get out of my way!" and then I looked at the gif a bit better and was highly disturbed. It was a mad dash to find another gif, and I wanted to use a new one instead of pulling out an old one. So...Feeny.
Hahahaaaa, oh realizing that you've made terrible, terrible mistakes in hindsight.
Or Notepad. Notepad.
Like all those lovely new kids who think that's a suitable means for writing fic? OKAY!
At this moment, I would like to take the time to tell you that I'm eating the first thing I've eaten all day, and it's Doritos. I get the feeling I'm doing this nutrition thing horribly wrong. (Yay, scruvy!)
Anyway!
YOU CAN USE MS PAINT TO WRITE YOUR FICS! :D:D:D
TRUE STORY: The first story I wrote on a computer was done on MS Paint. If I remember correctly, it was about this family who was marooned on this deserted island, and I don't remember the rest, but I think whales were involved.
I was eight at the time and didn't understand Microsoft Works, so.
But that's how Microsoft thinks they can get you. Need a word processor? Buy Word! And you have to keep buying new versions of Word, otherwise it won't work on your computer!
Yeeeeah, screw that. I managed to get my copy of Word 2003 that I've had since two laptops ago to work on this one. Which I guess makes me awesome.
Give your money to Gates!
I feel like it's appropriate to link you to
this at this point, and I don't know why.
(If I ever get arrested, I'm totally being a badass and treating my mugshot like a yearbook photo too. Way to go, Mr. Gates. I am in fact impressed.)
You must find all the people at Emerson that look like douchebags: men, traffic-cone lady, and those creepy people sitting at a table with laptops (I kind of refreshed Emerson's website several times looking for Douchey White Man and found my list of people to punch growing). When you find them, yell "IN THE NAME OF ASTINUS!" and then punch them.
OKAY!
Side note, but now, whenever I think of "IN THE NAME OF ASTINUS," I think "BY THE POWER OF GRAYSKULL."
That's right. I don't even think of "IN THE NAME OF THE MOON." Because apparently, my mind wants to jump right to the fandom I was never in as opposed to
one of my main fandoms. :| Way to go, brain. Way to go.
Also: My new laptop's keyboard has this habit of not producing a letter occasionally despite the fact that I struck the key for it. For example, it seems to like assuming that I'm saying "te," and no fewer than six words in this paragraph had to be retyped because they were missing letters. :| THANKS, NEW TECHNOLOGY.
I
almost miss Eureka, but at least this one doesn't die on me when I try to run something big.
I read through the conversation today, and I still don't get it. But I think he won't stop until you say that he's completely right because there's always a way to write fics his way and don't say otherwise because you're just not smart enough to understand it!
Okay, so it's not just me who thought that comment made no sense in the context of the conversation.
In any case, he can just sit there with no response from me because, honestly, the hell am I supposed to say to him? :/ "Oh yes, you're right for
throwing in a point that has nothing to do with what we've been saying and actually misses the point of everything I've been trying to tell you?"
I DON'T KNOOOOOOW. Why do I end up in VM conversation with kids like that? I mean, SPPf has its share of hilarity too.
Because you are female.
BRB, WAITING ENDLESSLY FOR SOMEONE TO RESCUE ME BECAUSE I'M TOTALLY NOT A STEREOTYPE OR ANYTHING.
And then my keyboard missed two letters, and suddenly the quote tag became [que]. Yes, Serenity, that would be my thoughts exactly.
He'd probably go over the 140 character limit all the time.
Here's that comic, btw. His expression in the third panel is cracking me up.
Yes. Yes, he would. And then he'd split his tweets up into multiple tweets, and Bebe would be the first to say, "GODDAMNIT BILL GO OUTSIDE." ಠ_ಠ
Also! I have actually seen that comic before. XD It's strange, but you're actually the second person who showed me, and I had to tell the first one that, yes, I'm that obsessed to go trawling through dA for fanart now and then.
...And I'm frequently disappointed, but
I still do it. I don't know why! Seriously, I have not found anything that wasn't unrelated, badfic, "art," or self-insert shenanigans in literally years. :|
But oh well.
In any case, that is basically my headcanon for what Bill and Lanette's relationship with each other is like.
Bill: "(insert some kind of ridiculous idea here)"
Lanette: "Why don't you just (insert a completely sane and logical idea here)?"
(Insert significant pause here.)
Bill: "...But then what would we do with the elephants?"
HE WRITES LIKE ANDY THINKS?
I GUESS SO.
Which means that putting these two in the same room and getting them drunk (in that order) would be
hilarious.
Maybe Card is...
I can't even finish that thought.
Unfortunately, Bill isn't fascinated by the ambiguously homosexual relationships between young boys.
He's too fascinated by Pokémon, if you know what I mean. *shot*
Hahahahaha...ha. This reminds me of me. I went to an all-white Catholic school, grew up in an all-white neighborhood. You can only imagine how sheltered I was.
So maybe you-know-who will maybe learn some new things maybe if she gets told these things. Maybe.
I hope so, but somehow I doubt it. I mean, did you have that sense of hardcore denial?
Also, I feel like she's a bit on the slow side. But I honestly don't know what kinds of disabilities she has, so I'm not sure if I can say that. But yeah, I feel like she genuinely doesn't have much in the way of comprehension skills (reading, actually understanding social norms, et cetera).
If I only had some balls~
Do do dee do dee do!
I'd be better than any damsel
Any argument I could handle
If I only had some balls~
TO OUTRUN A HURRICANE?
AND THEN WHENEVER WE'D GET TO A CITY, I'D DOCK YOU ON THE SIDE OF THE RIVER AND GO CATCH US SOME PIGEONS TO EAT.
Just a quick question, but you don't have classes Monday night, do you?
This is correct. And maybe next time, I'll actually have some sound on, so I won't be like, "DERP IT'S 1 AM AND I'M JUST SETTING MY ALARM CLOCK BUT OH HEY I HAVE A TEXT FROM THREE HOURS AGO."
Hey sexy lady.
;D