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I just spent almost all of yesterday fighting with the comp. It kept giving me evil "virtual memory" warnings then crashing. Then there was the whole "Help" being in buggering Swedish along with the System Recovery pages (why can't they use words that you can look-up in the Swedish/English dictionary... hells why can't they use words in the Swedish dictionary!), not to mention the HELLS I had trying to get the damn machine to start in safe mode, lol. Anyway finally got the System Reset to run and that fixed it, then today when I FINALLY got on I found the 'how to' on manually cleaning the Virtual Memory and jumped through those hoops. *wipes brow* Score one for the Luddites!
Frighteningly enough, I haven't watch anything SPN related in two days... I think I'm gonna start withdrawls soon, lol. Though I did stumble across Red Dwarf on the resident comedy channel!!!!!!!! I think I may have traumatized MM, though, I was kinda quoting the entire episode. Dude! It was series 1!!! Ya know SPN and Red Dwarf are like the only serieseses that I can and have obsessively watched multiple times just 'cause. SG1, MacGyver, CM, and B5 I have various season box sets, but none of those I just randomly sit down and put disk after disc after disc in to watch- maybe one or two eps or some such but mass amounts, not so much. Weird... I wonder how I'd count it if I ever actually got Probe? It's hard to count when there' only like 8 eps to begin with.
In random fic news, I finally posted my three x-overs at Supernaturally Twisted (though why they have a spot for "series" but no place to list it as a series confuses the hells outta me) for some reason it made me happy, lol. Anyway, that kinda inspired me to actually start the Sammy fic for the Frost!verse. I'd been avoiding it because some ppl had gotten up in arms about me deviating from my slashy goodness and doing a straight piece, a straight Sam-centric piece, a straight straight!Sam-centric piece... lol. My only problem is how to fast forward a year and a half once I lay out the important bits. *scratches head* Not to worry, I'm sure I'll think of something, the Sammy 'arc' has been rolling around me head long enough (like before I even considered Roads), lol.
Also WTHs is going on with
spnwriterlounge, I posted a question almost 4 days ago and it still hasn't been approved or denied. *grumbles*
Any of you writer ppls ever get the feeling you've just run out of words?
Here's a game for everyone! Anyone wanna explain this logic to me? It's an argument over grounding HS:
Pup: I know you think it's letting her get away with it.
Me: It is.
Pup: What if someone told you you couldn't have a panic attack?
Me: Uh, they have... hello, medicated.
Pup: She has asperger, you can't expect her to understand, her brain doesn't work that way.
Me: You're the one who insists so do I!?! (have asperger)
Pup: That's different!
Me: *blank stare*
Pup: At least give her a time.
Me: I did- today.
Pup: That's like a lifetime to her.
Me: It's supposed to be.
Pup: Tell her two hours or something.
Me: Fine, she's grounded until bedtime.
*restart the 'she has asperger' portion of the conversation*
What's funny is if she'd just left me alone and let me deal with it, the whole situation would have been moot, well mostly.
See, I had just gotten HS calmed down enough to talk to, which is when I try to make sure she understands why she's in trouble- which despite Pup's general belief she almost always does. Once we've established that she understands, I tell her that if she stops screaming/hitting/whatever evil think she's doing and stays in her room, no movies, or anything from outside until dinner and is good during dinner that she'll be able to come out of her room, no more grounding, but if she starts acting up again she's going to finish her grounding. Then after dinner I tell her again so I know she understands. It works pretty well, she stops her tantrums, gets better at telling me what's wrong and all, and she starts trusting me more and not thinking I'm her bastard of a father. *shakes head* Just because I have no maternal instincts doesn't mean I can't get through to the heathens every now and then!
*wanders off to ponder what Frost poem best suits Sammy and/or this fic*
ETA: I think this will be Sammy's poem. :D
Opinions?
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I just spent almost all of yesterday fighting with the comp. It kept giving me evil "virtual memory" warnings then crashing. Then there was the whole "Help" being in buggering Swedish along with the System Recovery pages (why can't they use words that you can look-up in the Swedish/English dictionary... hells why can't they use words in the Swedish dictionary!), not to mention the HELLS I had trying to get the damn machine to start in safe mode, lol. Anyway finally got the System Reset to run and that fixed it, then today when I FINALLY got on I found the 'how to' on manually cleaning the Virtual Memory and jumped through those hoops. *wipes brow* Score one for the Luddites!
Frighteningly enough, I haven't watch anything SPN related in two days... I think I'm gonna start withdrawls soon, lol. Though I did stumble across Red Dwarf on the resident comedy channel!!!!!!!! I think I may have traumatized MM, though, I was kinda quoting the entire episode. Dude! It was series 1!!! Ya know SPN and Red Dwarf are like the only serieseses that I can and have obsessively watched multiple times just 'cause. SG1, MacGyver, CM, and B5 I have various season box sets, but none of those I just randomly sit down and put disk after disc after disc in to watch- maybe one or two eps or some such but mass amounts, not so much. Weird... I wonder how I'd count it if I ever actually got Probe? It's hard to count when there' only like 8 eps to begin with.
In random fic news, I finally posted my three x-overs at Supernaturally Twisted (though why they have a spot for "series" but no place to list it as a series confuses the hells outta me) for some reason it made me happy, lol. Anyway, that kinda inspired me to actually start the Sammy fic for the Frost!verse. I'd been avoiding it because some ppl had gotten up in arms about me deviating from my slashy goodness and doing a straight piece, a straight Sam-centric piece, a straight straight!Sam-centric piece... lol. My only problem is how to fast forward a year and a half once I lay out the important bits. *scratches head* Not to worry, I'm sure I'll think of something, the Sammy 'arc' has been rolling around me head long enough (like before I even considered Roads), lol.
Also WTHs is going on with
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Any of you writer ppls ever get the feeling you've just run out of words?
Here's a game for everyone! Anyone wanna explain this logic to me? It's an argument over grounding HS:
Pup: I know you think it's letting her get away with it.
Me: It is.
Pup: What if someone told you you couldn't have a panic attack?
Me: Uh, they have... hello, medicated.
Pup: She has asperger, you can't expect her to understand, her brain doesn't work that way.
Me: You're the one who insists so do I!?! (have asperger)
Pup: That's different!
Me: *blank stare*
Pup: At least give her a time.
Me: I did- today.
Pup: That's like a lifetime to her.
Me: It's supposed to be.
Pup: Tell her two hours or something.
Me: Fine, she's grounded until bedtime.
*restart the 'she has asperger' portion of the conversation*
What's funny is if she'd just left me alone and let me deal with it, the whole situation would have been moot, well mostly.
See, I had just gotten HS calmed down enough to talk to, which is when I try to make sure she understands why she's in trouble- which despite Pup's general belief she almost always does. Once we've established that she understands, I tell her that if she stops screaming/hitting/whatever evil think she's doing and stays in her room, no movies, or anything from outside until dinner and is good during dinner that she'll be able to come out of her room, no more grounding, but if she starts acting up again she's going to finish her grounding. Then after dinner I tell her again so I know she understands. It works pretty well, she stops her tantrums, gets better at telling me what's wrong and all, and she starts trusting me more and not thinking I'm her bastard of a father. *shakes head* Just because I have no maternal instincts doesn't mean I can't get through to the heathens every now and then!
*wanders off to ponder what Frost poem best suits Sammy and/or this fic*
ETA: I think this will be Sammy's poem. :D
Opinions?
.