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heavenlyxbodiesOkay, remember I'm STILL sick as shit- had a fic related idea, one little sentence (okay so my sentences are far from little but still...) took me almost twenty minutes to write it down my hands were shaking so badly, can still barely read it (reason number #4 on the 'why I want a laptop' page). For what it's worth I went back to the doc today and even he was impressed, lol.
Anyway, while I was waiting in the doc's office (bloody walk-in appointments), trying to keep my non-existant breakfast in my belly rather than painting the floor, I pulled out Unseen Academicals to kill time and hopefully stop my eyes from wobbling their way into more nausea. Well, I'm reading along, silly smile on my face because it's been tooooooo long since I read any Discworld stuff, trying not to actually laugh because of the coughing fit that it would produce and I read this passage (edited slightly for effect)- this conversation takes place between smooth talkin', hands on *nudgenudgewinkwink* footballer and mild mannered, incredibly awkward outcast:
Now, I know I obsess, I'm rather good at it, but... but... but... PIE!
...and PIE
...and OMGs I must be reading FIC!
*shakes head* - which was a mistake 'cause I almost... well, that's not important. Anyway, more meds (for the being sick, not for the head) these with codine! so hopefully I'll be fractionally sane if not alive by Friday. And WOW this is the most coherent I've been in four days... I think I need to pass out now.
Oh yeah, the exact passage was:
I think it was the 'grinning' that did it. I just saw that lopsided quirky smile in my head and the rest went downhill fast...
Anyway, while I was waiting in the doc's office (bloody walk-in appointments), trying to keep my non-existant breakfast in my belly rather than painting the floor, I pulled out Unseen Academicals to kill time and hopefully stop my eyes from wobbling their way into more nausea. Well, I'm reading along, silly smile on my face because it's been tooooooo long since I read any Discworld stuff, trying not to actually laugh because of the coughing fit that it would produce and I read this passage (edited slightly for effect)- this conversation takes place between smooth talkin', hands on *nudgenudgewinkwink* footballer and mild mannered, incredibly awkward outcast:
"Please have some of my wonderful apple pie."
"But she gave it to you. I'd never hear the end of it if I ate your pie."
"But you are my friend. And since it is my pie I can decide what to do with it."
Now, I know I obsess, I'm rather good at it, but... but... but... PIE!
...and PIE
...and OMGs I must be reading FIC!
*shakes head* - which was a mistake 'cause I almost... well, that's not important. Anyway, more meds (for the being sick, not for the head) these with codine! so hopefully I'll be fractionally sane if not alive by Friday. And WOW this is the most coherent I've been in four days... I think I need to pass out now.
Oh yeah, the exact passage was:
"Please have some of my wonderful apple pie," said Nutt.
"But she gave it to you," said Trev, grinning. "I'd never 'ear the end of it if I ate your pie."
"But you are my friend, Mister Trev," said Nutt. "And since it is my pie I can decide what to do with it."
I think it was the 'grinning' that did it. I just saw that lopsided quirky smile in my head and the rest went downhill fast...
