lady_sarai

I come by my quirkiness honestly, let me tell you.

It must be genetics.

Example:

Me: Ow!
Mom: What?
Me: The steam burnt my knuckle-finger-thingy!
Mom: Ohhh, well, that explains it. Whenever I burn my knuckle-finger-thingy, my nerve-endy-thingies tingle, like a spider sense. Except I'm not Spiderman.

And she claims she's not a superhero fan. BAH, I tell you. (I have yet to show her a superhero movie she doesn't like. A lot. Except Batman Begins, but the Scarecrow scared the bejesus out of her. Also, she has Crush Of Gigantic Proportions on Liam Neeson, and does Not enjoy him as teh evil.)

Now? She is reading a book and doesn't want read it because something suspenseful is happening.

What does she do?

Talk my ear off. Then let me think she's done, then start up again.

And then I put music on to distract her, and she is now singing. Loudly. Off-tune.

Just now:

Mom: I can't hear! You're typing is too loud, where's the music? Oh, wait, I hear! I can hear! I love this song! ::begins singing::

And now she is belting out Celine Dion. And our cats are STARING at her.

Correction. Now she is asking my cat to fetch her socks.

She is *bouncing* in her chair.

Again, no point to this post.

Oh, now she's talking about fudge.

And is now singing Neil Diamond.


In other news, decided to check some unfinished stories.

Yes, huge word count there. I'd like to finish my Phantom of the Opera fic that I wrote almost to completion last FEBRUARY, but somehow an entire scene has been lost and either way? No clue how I'm ending it. >_<

My weak point tends to be endings. Interestingly.

My RENT epic is longer than the Phantom fic and nowhere NEAR even a quarter complete.

Harry Potter? Not starting with that file.


Note to self: FINISH SOMETHING. Even if it's crap. Because there is always editing.