look what I can do

[fahye]

Christ, my eyes, I am never volunteering to be the subject in a perception experiment ever again. (Actually, let the record show that I did not volunteer, but the other two people in my group have corrected vision and so they nominated me.) Three hours of fixating on a glob of blu-tac and indicating the orientation of stimuli in my periphery. And then an hour and a half of anatomy study. I have a real bugger of a headache.

Two hours until choir - looks like I'll be sitting here listening to a parasitology lecture recording and attempting to convince my eyeballs not to explode. Or melt. Or mutiny.

Unless anyone is around and wants to distract me or something. HINT HINT.

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[ashen_key]

I have an hour and ten minutes until bellydancing.

I was going to entertain myself by reading bad Once Upon a Time In Mexico fanfiction.

And then I started reading summaries and ran screaming in fear and pain.

I am now huddled and whimpering.

Dear GOD can people write shite.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Ashie, Ashie, Ashie. NEVER underestimate the ability of fandom to produce utter rubbish.

[ashen_key]

*whimpers*

I know, I know! I thought I would just laugh! I thought I could write fic about Ajedrez and Carolina as ghosts watching and going 'um, what?' as their boyfriend and husband respectively go out it in a really OOC and schoompy way. I thought that it would entertain me!

Not actually make my toes curl in my shoes.

I need to some good fic, I think. Excellent fic. Just to clean my brain.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

That's the sucky thing about tiny fandoms.

Although hey, you should suggest it as a Yuletide fandom :D

[ashen_key]

And I don't get WHY it's such a small fandom, either! I mean, Johnny Depp. Antonio Banderas. Salma Hayek. Explosions. Mexico.

Heh, I think it already is.

With El Mariachi/Sands fic.

Which is the pairing that I loathe the most.