Catching up on my correspondence

[katiefoolery]

Dear Jane (aka the pushy damn furniture-obsessed character of mine who now thinks she’s my muse),

OK, you win.  I’ll write the cursed fic, even if it wasn’t the one you wanted.

On the up side, huzzah for making Flit snort tea up her nose when I gave her the one line summary of said fic.  Who knew that mere ten words could result in tea-drowned sinuses of Flitness?  Knowing that the flippyfrog now has tea-clogged sinuses makes me feel much better about the whole ‘being ordered around by an imaginary character’ situation.

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Dear holidays,

Well, there you are at long last.  Thank-you for finally arriving!  For a while there, you were an hallucination, a mirage on the barren, holiday-less desert of my life.  Now, be a dear and try to last as long as you can.  There’s a twelve-week term on the horizon...

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Dear TV,

Well, it was nice while it lasted.  During our many years together, you entertained me well and I have a great big basket of fond memories of that time.  I know this is going to hurt you more than it hurts me, but I think it’s time to end this.  Don’t be sad – there are so many more fish in the sea people out there who will love you and treat you well.  I’ve simply come to realise that we’ve both changed and it’s time to move on.  I need more from a relationship and you just can’t give that to me.

I’m sorry.  I hope we can still be friends after this, but please don’t ask for anything more of me.

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Dear Internet,

Huzzah!  I finally dumped that poxy TV so now we can be with each other forever and take mushy long walks on the beach at sunset whilst calmly ignoring the mosquitoes and the broken shells stabbing into our feet!  We will be together forever, I know it!

*snuggles*

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Dear Microsoft Word,

Hey, guess what?  When I type three asterisks in a row, I actually don’t want you to turn it into some shoddy-looking line of dodgy black rectangles.  Amazingly, I simply want to have three asterisks in a row.  I guess this is just too much for you to comprehend.

I don’t care what they told you; you can’t read my mind, so please to stop trying.

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Dear Wireless Internet,

Welcome to our house! Now I’ll never get any writing done... but at least I can distract myself from this fate by being mesmerised by your prettily-blinking lights!

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Dear Jane (aka the pushy damn furniture-obsessed character of mine who now thinks she’s my muse),

*shakes fist*

Comments

[violetcreme.livejournal.com]

Well there are always torrents, if you feel the urge to watch something but don't watch TV in general enough to warrant a set. There's a good Aussie torrent site I have somewhere in my bookmarks.

You hadn't thought of it ? For shame ! Oh well I shall poke you religiously then. PG fanfic is alwyas coveted as there's relativley so little of it. By the way, we haven't seen you around for ages, how've you been ?

[katiefoolery.livejournal.com]

Oh, very well thanks. :) I haven't been terribly active in the PG community of late because it's been ages since I've watched any of the episodes. I'm such a bad fan!

*wails*

I shall hereby make an effort to get involved in the next episode discussion. It's always a pleasure to discuss things with PG fans - they have such good taste. :D

[violetcreme.livejournal.com]

Aha, but see that was the evil plan. You *have* to watch episodes in order to do the episode discussions. Mwahahahahaha !

We so do have good taste.