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mrsronweasley ([personal profile] mrsronweasley) wrote2002-10-28 09:09 pm

On CRAX.

So, I recognize the fact that I will be in this room until late morning, which is why I am not feeling bad about procrastinating. And I feel it my duty to update. Why? Because I like it. And I don't want to write my goddamn essay.

In any case, news from the Quill - The Halloween Challenge Entries are up! Whoohoo! Check 'em out, people. They are funny. I haven't actually had a chance to read any of them yet, apart from the two (three, actually) I beta-ed and the one I wrote, but they look great. I can't wait till I can actually read them.

Christina Teresa, being the wonderfully funny beta-reader that she is, came up with the funniest name for my award. I could not stop laughing for a whole minute after I saw it. (By the way, [livejournal.com profile] arborealis was the person who actually informed me of it by way of a private message and made the news that much more wonderful.)

"Most Romantic Halloween Practical Joke With Homoerotic Overtones"

David's reaction: "congratulations and I love you". Right back at ya, babe. :-P

And Roche, being the wonderful-fantastic-amazing person that she is, reviewed. Awww! I'm so touched. Yay. Oh, and to answer your question, that is because Sirius is willing to try anything once. And it was all in the name of Remus, anyway... Does that satisfy? Probably not...hehe...

I think this may have been the one and only R/S piece that I wrote that didn't even hint at kissing. There were no insinuations of sex. It was all clean fun. I know. Look, flying pigs!

In any case, this whole tournament is very fun. You know what else is fun? Me singing "I've got the power!" in my head. Nah, just kidding, but I have become a mod on the Empty Classroom forum. One-line posters, beware...mwaahahahahah... Kidding. Really.

And my anonymous poster asked for more details on Marie. So, here we are (not like I actually needed the question to use as an excuse to write more about her...).

You see, I have come* to the conclusion that it would never, ever work out between us, just because she is who she is. And who is she? A loner. A self-proclaimed hermit. She is good with friendships, when she has her own space (and BOY, does she need her space - and the girl is anal, too), but when it comes to relationships, she has never had one. Because she is quite content to be by herself. She's been with people, but I think she's more into friends. Which I can completely understand and deal with. Because I love being her friend. We just had a two-hour long discussion on life, yet again, and it was wonderful. She is so...just...fucking brilliant. And she pulls me along with her, makes me think, dig deeper, inside myself and others, and it is wonderful. I love it. I feel better, always, when we talk. The conversations I have with her can be better and more satisfying than sex. Yes.

And as for what she looks like, in case that part of the question, she is taller than I am, about 5'8. She has short hair (that Theresa recently cut with clippers that we spent a day looking for), glasses, gorgeous brown eyes that sometimes look almost yellow, and sometimes almost green. Her face is very cute, and she has a great smile, but her entire demeanor is so anti-cute that it's just funny. She wears baggy clothing, she's thin, and she slouches - and little kids always look at her in a confused way, because they can't decide whether she's a boy or a girl. But her face is decidedly girly. She's incredibly pretty. At least according to me. And I'm always right. So, ha.

* [livejournal.com profile] jadis31, help me, I forgot to write in 'come' again! What the hell is wrong with me?!

Oh, and really, she is such a boy. She recognizes that fact fully. She thinks like a guy, and she acts like a guy. I laughed at her today - and accepts that fact, so she laughed right along with me.

And she doesn't tolerate stupid people. If you don't interest her, you will not be talked to. She will give you up in favor of a good book. Which is why it amazes me that she talks to me. I don't feel like I'm good enough. Ah, well.

She has started writing down quotes for me and slipping them under my door - and I've done the same thing. We do that with Theresa, as well. We are such dorks, but as soon as we find a great quote from a book, we share. They both fully recognize the fact that they will end up reading "At Swim, Two Boys", by the way. Theresa will also now read Wilde's short stories, because I got her a book for her birthday. And I will read Milan Kundera, when they're done with him. I love them for this. They don't look at me like I'm crazy and ask "what do you do, read all the time?" because they do it, too. Unbelievable.

And sometimes we just get out a book of poetry, and read our favorite poems to one another. Yes. It's fantastic. We do this while cooking, or just when hanging out.

And soon we're going to see HP. W00t!

More good news - I finally cut up the film that was in my camera (it should never have seen the light of day...or, rather, it should have, because I never wanted to see those pictures developed) and put in a new roll, and have already started taking pictures. I am very excited. Picture of hat coming soon.

And now I have rambled on long enough. Those of who are still with me, congratulations.

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