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So. LJ is being an ass about gender. Again. I can't find a link for it, at the moment, but suffice to day that "it's personal" is not the same as "unspecified", and obviously LJ completely failed to grasp why people were upset in the first place. And on top of that, LJ's ads can now give you some nasty malware, and if you don't have AdBlock or something similar on your browser, you should definitely install it now.
And once again, I have a ton of Dreamwidth invites going spare, if anyone needs one and doesn't have one. If you needed any more reasons to head over there, here's an awesome list for you. I really just wish I could drag fandom over there, and while I understand all the reasons it's not that easy (I imagine being able to port whole comms over would help a lot), it's frustrating that all of my online social circle is on LJ when Dreamwidth is so much nicer and, you know, not an ass to its users. And it won't infect your computer with malware. Just saying.
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I posted my 100th Whoniverse fic today. (I know this because I like numbers and keep obsessive track of certain things.) This makes me very happy. It also freaks me out, because I have double that many RENTfics, and how was I ever that productive?
I also signed up for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
who_like_giants ficathon yesterday. I know I'm going to hate myself for this in a couple weeks, but it's 1000 words, and mine is due March 23. I can totally do that. I was going to write a fic about Ida Scott, but, uh... the disc with The Impossible Planet and The Satan Pit on it HATES LIFE, so I decided not to commit to that in case I can't review those episodes. So instead... chances are I'm going to write something with Torchwood One or Torchwood Four.
This would be a lot easier if I'd ever made notes on my Torchwood Four when I actually remembered who they all were.
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This is just to reaffirm my hatred of my landlord and desire to set him on fire. Our heater doesn't work and hasn't for weeks. He knows this, said last month he'd get us a replacement part and fix it, and the temporary heater he gave us doesn't blow air, so the heat just rises and hovers around the ceiling, where it does us no good. It's been below or around zero degrees for the past few days, and I can't feel my toes. I wish to do violence.
I swear I don't mind winter. I actually like winter a lot. But not when it comes into my house.
And once again, I have a ton of Dreamwidth invites going spare, if anyone needs one and doesn't have one. If you needed any more reasons to head over there, here's an awesome list for you. I really just wish I could drag fandom over there, and while I understand all the reasons it's not that easy (I imagine being able to port whole comms over would help a lot), it's frustrating that all of my online social circle is on LJ when Dreamwidth is so much nicer and, you know, not an ass to its users. And it won't infect your computer with malware. Just saying.
I posted my 100th Whoniverse fic today. (I know this because I like numbers and keep obsessive track of certain things.) This makes me very happy. It also freaks me out, because I have double that many RENTfics, and how was I ever that productive?
I also signed up for the
who_like_giants ficathon yesterday. I know I'm going to hate myself for this in a couple weeks, but it's 1000 words, and mine is due March 23. I can totally do that. I was going to write a fic about Ida Scott, but, uh... the disc with The Impossible Planet and The Satan Pit on it HATES LIFE, so I decided not to commit to that in case I can't review those episodes. So instead... chances are I'm going to write something with Torchwood One or Torchwood Four.This would be a lot easier if I'd ever made notes on my Torchwood Four when I actually remembered who they all were.
This is just to reaffirm my hatred of my landlord and desire to set him on fire. Our heater doesn't work and hasn't for weeks. He knows this, said last month he'd get us a replacement part and fix it, and the temporary heater he gave us doesn't blow air, so the heat just rises and hovers around the ceiling, where it does us no good. It's been below or around zero degrees for the past few days, and I can't feel my toes. I wish to do violence.
I swear I don't mind winter. I actually like winter a lot. But not when it comes into my house.
