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I was stumped by my incredibly out-of-proportion response to the Grey's Anatomy finale (verdict: what the hell, Grey's. you are so dumped*. if you want me, I'll be in L.A., partying with Kate Walsh** and all of the other hot fucked-up people whom you have not yet made me detest) until I realised that there IS something that unfailingly gives me ridiculous reactions to fictional people, and that is HORMONES.
Sure enough, I am having one of my monthly overcome-by-everything, want-to-curl-up-and-never-move-again evenings. Which is a complete bitch in terms of timing, because I have huge amounts of research to finish before I can sleep, and tomorrow I have to get up and write an entire essay. Instead I am clinging to a cup of cinnamon tea and feeling pathetic, and playing Mika in a desperate attempt to up my mood.
You know I appreciate my boobs and swishy hips and everything, universe, but I didn't sign up for this crap!
* Now that I can think clearly, I think my problem was this: yes, I'm a cynic. I write cynical. I think cynical. I love the cynics on my telly. But at the same time, I expect a certain amount of happy-ending from my fiction, okay? That is what escapism is about.
** Jesus, that woman gets hotter every time I look at her. I cannot even deal with how hot she is.
Sure enough, I am having one of my monthly overcome-by-everything, want-to-curl-up-and-never-move-again evenings. Which is a complete bitch in terms of timing, because I have huge amounts of research to finish before I can sleep, and tomorrow I have to get up and write an entire essay. Instead I am clinging to a cup of cinnamon tea and feeling pathetic, and playing Mika in a desperate attempt to up my mood.
You know I appreciate my boobs and swishy hips and everything, universe, but I didn't sign up for this crap!
* Now that I can think clearly, I think my problem was this: yes, I'm a cynic. I write cynical. I think cynical. I love the cynics on my telly. But at the same time, I expect a certain amount of happy-ending from my fiction, okay? That is what escapism is about.
** Jesus, that woman gets hotter every time I look at her. I cannot even deal with how hot she is.
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I am sad that Grey's has gone in the directions it has, because they had such great, varied characters and now it has virtually all gone to pot.
Your Larklight fic snippet was lovely!
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But, grey's no longer has me hooked. Gone are the days I would stop last-minute studying/assignmenting. Now I'm just like *meh* with Grey's