Resolutions revisited

I've never kept (or, for that matter, made) a new year's resolution before, but my resolve to post more fic seems to be working out nicely. I started adding up figures and making graphs, and then Sam called me a dork, which was pretty funny considering he himself was attempting to replace the star in his default blogger template with a Koch snowflake at the time. (I initially thought he was trying to replace it with a cock.) He asked what the "Misc" on the fandom breakdown was for, so I read Towering Lust aloud to him and was forced to concede that I was the dorkiest person sitting at the table.

As shown in Figure 1, the vast majority of my fic this year has been about middle schoolers/junior highers. Gay tennis players edged out gay babysitters to secure first place, surprising exactly nobody who has had my journal inflicted upon them recently.

Fig. 1

I still owe a couple of people New Years Challengeathon fics, because I suck, but fortunately the year isn't over yet. I just dusted off the Sherlock Holmes/Good Omens crossover for nagasvoice.

The overall trend was a massive, massive increase in fic posting, demonstrated in Figure 2. I blame gay babysitters and gay tennis players for being so awesome.

Fig. 2

Resolutions revisited

I've never kept (or, for that matter, made) a new year's resolution before, but my resolve to post more fic seems to be working out nicely. I started adding up figures and making graphs, and then Sam called me a dork, which was pretty funny considering he himself was attempting to replace the star in his default blogger template with a Koch snowflake at the time. (I initially thought he was trying to replace it with a cock.) He asked what the "Misc" on the fandom breakdown was for, so I read Towering Lust aloud to him and was forced to concede that I was the dorkiest person sitting at the table.

As shown in Figure 1, the vast majority of my fic this year has been about middle schoolers/junior highers. Gay tennis players edged out gay babysitters to secure first place, surprising exactly nobody who has had my journal inflicted upon them recently.

Fig. 1

I still owe a couple of people New Years Challengeathon fics, because I suck, but fortunately the year isn't over yet. I just dusted off the Sherlock Holmes/Good Omens crossover for nagasvoice.

The overall trend was a massive, massive increase in fic posting, demonstrated in Figure 2. I blame gay babysitters and gay tennis players for being so awesome.

Fig. 2

Advice that is profoundly unlikely to be helpful to you!

When your mother gives you an antique bookshelf to put in your room, and mentions, oh, by the way, the paint on this thing took two weeks to dry, DO NOT ACCEPT IT AND PUT IT IN YOUR ROOM!

Clearly, it is haunted or possessed or both, and will, at the first opportunity, fall over! And then your bedroom will be carpeted in books, and worse, the unholy undead paint will get smeared all over the screen of your laptop, and how the fuck do you get that off? Plus, the B key will be dislodged and lost in the aforementioned carpet of books, so that every time you try to type a word with the letter B in it, such as, oh, say, "books" or "bookshelf", it will not actually work all that well, thereby compounding your frustration!

Why do these things always happen to me? I mean, besides the fact that I'm stupid?

EDIT: Slightly more useful advice, in case you are ever as stupid as me!

Got it off with a handkerchief, some rubbing alcohol, and a very light touch.

Now, to get my keyboard fixed. As it happens, half the letters have worn off again, including the B, so it needs some fixing anyway.

Advice that is profoundly unlikely to be helpful to you!

When your mother gives you an antique bookshelf to put in your room, and mentions, oh, by the way, the paint on this thing took two weeks to dry, DO NOT ACCEPT IT AND PUT IT IN YOUR ROOM!

Clearly, it is haunted or possessed or both, and will, at the first opportunity, fall over! And then your bedroom will be carpeted in books, and worse, the unholy undead paint will get smeared all over the screen of your laptop, and how the fuck do you get that off? Plus, the B key will be dislodged and lost in the aforementioned carpet of books, so that every time you try to type a word with the letter B in it, such as, oh, say, "books" or "bookshelf", it will not actually work all that well, thereby compounding your frustration!

Why do these things always happen to me? I mean, besides the fact that I'm stupid?

EDIT: Slightly more useful advice, in case you are ever as stupid as me!

Got it off with a handkerchief, some rubbing alcohol, and a very light touch.

Now, to get my keyboard fixed. As it happens, half the letters have worn off again, including the B, so it needs some fixing anyway.