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Aug. 9th, 2008 01:24 pmI have been packing again this morning. Bathroom's all packed up, at least what I can; all the clothes I don't need for work, the fragile stuff (wrapped in the clothes; I have a box labeled FRAGILE: Pitcher, Vase, mugs, sweaters, socks). And I packed up much of the kitchen stuff, at least what's not in the dishwasher or necessary.
AND I DISCOVERED R HAS MIXING BOWLS.
Ahahahaha. One of the very first posts I made about R involved me asking "How do you mix stuff?" and him replying that he didn't really cook. Turns out they were squirrelled away in the back of the below-counter pots cupboard. They're much nicer than mine, too. I'm tempted to steal them.
A few weeks ago I got my hands on a large collection of Doctor Who and Torchwood audiobooks. I've been working my way through the Torchwood ones on the commute and, today, while packing. Granted, they're abridged, but I'm pretty sure I've written better fanfic than this and I know I've read better. And that's not just because none of the authors seem to know how to write Ianto; it's not like I expect a lot of Ianto in the books, but one author got him into a car wreck apparently just to keep him out of the rest of the story. Though as most of these were written during S1 it's not as surprising, since he got a much bigger role in S2.
The ones I've got through so far are Another Life (terrible ending, completely OOC Jack), Slow Decay (I got as far as Rhys having a conversation with his own stomach before giving up) and Border Princes (Mary Sue extraordinare!). Those that aren't incoherent are melodramatic to the point of absurdity. Although I'm enjoying the one I'm on now, Everybody Says Hello, if only because it appears to be about something that makes people go up to total strangers and tell them their life's story. I can relate.
On the other hand I now have "Hello Hello" stuck in my head. Which does make a nice change from the Legend of Zelda theme, which I had to listen to a lot while the game painfully and slowly taught me how to fish. If I never have to fish in a video game ever again it'll be too soon. Jesus Christ.
AND I DISCOVERED R HAS MIXING BOWLS.
Ahahahaha. One of the very first posts I made about R involved me asking "How do you mix stuff?" and him replying that he didn't really cook. Turns out they were squirrelled away in the back of the below-counter pots cupboard. They're much nicer than mine, too. I'm tempted to steal them.
A few weeks ago I got my hands on a large collection of Doctor Who and Torchwood audiobooks. I've been working my way through the Torchwood ones on the commute and, today, while packing. Granted, they're abridged, but I'm pretty sure I've written better fanfic than this and I know I've read better. And that's not just because none of the authors seem to know how to write Ianto; it's not like I expect a lot of Ianto in the books, but one author got him into a car wreck apparently just to keep him out of the rest of the story. Though as most of these were written during S1 it's not as surprising, since he got a much bigger role in S2.
The ones I've got through so far are Another Life (terrible ending, completely OOC Jack), Slow Decay (I got as far as Rhys having a conversation with his own stomach before giving up) and Border Princes (Mary Sue extraordinare!). Those that aren't incoherent are melodramatic to the point of absurdity. Although I'm enjoying the one I'm on now, Everybody Says Hello, if only because it appears to be about something that makes people go up to total strangers and tell them their life's story. I can relate.
On the other hand I now have "Hello Hello" stuck in my head. Which does make a nice change from the Legend of Zelda theme, which I had to listen to a lot while the game painfully and slowly taught me how to fish. If I never have to fish in a video game ever again it'll be too soon. Jesus Christ.
