I believe I did this before, with quite pathetic results. These aren’t much better. )

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Maybe it’s my imagination, but it seems the recent um, discussion over what constitutes good 3x4x3 has resulted in a sudden surge of badfic so cliché and stereotype laden I want to claw my eyes out.

BTW, if you can read this you are most likely not responsible for these atrocities.

On a positive note, every attempt I make to read one results in an urge to get more work done on “AU”. I have 19 mini chapters written so far. Go me! If I should announce that I’ve written more than 100, without a valid reason, someone please shoot me! I do not wish to become like one particular author who probably has many crying “Could you please wrap it up already?”.

I know it’s a wee bit early for New Year’s resolutions, but after seeing how much I’ve accomplished with this story thus far, by keeping it pretty much under wraps, I think I’ll resolve to writing this way from now on. I may even take on my stalled projects once I’m done with this one.

Yay!

Dear Madam,

I’m extremely sorry you had to sit in your nice warm vehicle for a few extra moments this morning while my son and I made sure we could safely cross the street. My parents taught me not to walk out from between stopped cars as the oncoming traffic may not see you.

In your defense I’ll assume you did not see the large, white van stopped in the cross walk, DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF YOU. Because of this van, we could not access the crosswalk, nor could we really see the traffic turning onto our street from Route 2A, and therefore assumed that they would not see us in time to stop if we stepped out from between you and said van.

Since you look an awful lot like the woman who honked her horn at us for the very same reason (and at the very same place) a month ago, allow me to give you a bit of advice:

Do it again, and I’ll be ripping that horn from your vehicle and shoving it up your ass!

No love,

Babs and Jarret

In other news:

I know I’m probably not the best mod around, but at least I usually have a clue as to what is going on in the communites I moderate. How does one respond when a mod clearly doesn’t know what’s going on, and is asking the rest of us to take a hint from one of the troublemakers? *face palm*

Oh! And since galuxkitty can’t be bothered to respond to my post asking for validation of their statement that most alchemists don’t have a religion, is there anyone on my flist who would be willing to verify this for me? Thanks! I don’t claim to be all that knowledgeable on the subject, but from what I’ve read, alchemy is a science that would work very nicely within a number of religions. In fact, I seem to recall mention of “Buddist Alchemy” somewhere.

Dear Glenn,

When I say I didn’t see anything that means nothing occured within my line of sight that was worthy of acknowledgement, let alone rememberence. Going on and on about it for the rest of the night isn’t going to make me suddenly change my mind and admit to drooling over some guy you think I saw.

Nor is waking me up in the middle of the night to tell me how puzzling it is I didn’t see someone who was “practically on top of me”.

Nor does ignoring me for the entire day.

Just because you lie through your eye teeth on a regular basis doesn’t mean the rest of the world does, let alone the rest of this household.

Do us all a favor: find your self esteem, and grow a pair. Raising the two boys I actually gave birth to is enough of a job. I don’t need to be babysitting you, too.

Have a nice fucking day!

Babs

I don’t know if I mentioned this before, but about a month and a half ago I left a Danny Phantom list because there was one nimrod who was constantly making posts begging for the authors to entertain her with fan work. After the first couple times I politely emailed her asking that she stop, and pointed out that when the talented ones were able they would post their works to the list. This did not stop her, in fact she became more persistent, posting two or three times a week. Finally, I felt the need to vent in fanficrants. You would think this would curb my flaming tendancies, but after nimrod struck again I let her have it. With both barrells. On the DP list.

I suppose I could be happy with the knowledge that the other members on that list are now laughing their asses off at her, but at the same time, how fucking clueless can you be?

Anyway, I left the list, figuring I’d finally be rid of her. Right! I just received an email from her asking (of course) when am I going to post stuff to the list.

Yeah, that fucking clueless. *bangs head on keyboard*