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Jan. 28th, 2013 09:58 am
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Neil deGrasse Tyson ‏tweeted, "Werewolves tend to transform only upon noticing a Full Moon already in the sky, implying the affliction is 100% psychological", and my first thought (because at the time I had just woke up >.>) was "that's just in the movies". It was quickly followed by, "I'd so read that fic." Now I want Sirius as a psychoanalyst and Remus as a troubled young man who everyone believes is crying wolf. ETA: There should be couches involved. Lots of couches.
Speaking of fannish things, a coworker called me this morning to say, "I heard you were a fan of Suits!" >.> yeeeees but not the kind that's going to talk about it with my coworkers. Ever. There are four of us here who really like the show ("we're like a little fan club!" he says) and none of them would ship Mike/Harvey and that's kind of my favorite thing about the show (well, I really likes the whole "they wear suits!" aspect and I really like Gabriel Macht's face and I have a total crush on Patrick J Adams but mostly when I watch I like speculating about the in between don't actually exist anywhere but fanfic scenes where Mike and Harvey hook up repeatedly) :( Testing the fangirl (and boy) waters would mean outing myself as a slash writer, which I'm totally not doing because I live in the South and work in a fairly conservative office. I've already had to have Talks about my sexuality (being single, never previously married, nearly 40, and a known atheist, my personal life is sometimes fair game for the gossip mill when things are slow--I have made people cry in my quest to make sure my sexuality isn't a topic of discussion.) Anyway. I have no point, other than thinking that I wish I had friends here who I could be a fangirl with--even my non-work friends are...not people I'd trust my fannish thoughts, even the ones that don't involve fucking (and I think about sex a lot, which is why I like you guys so much :D).
Annnnnd email reminder that I scheduled a meeting for right now and forgot all about it. I should go hobble myself somewhere.
Speaking of fannish things, a coworker called me this morning to say, "I heard you were a fan of Suits!" >.> yeeeees but not the kind that's going to talk about it with my coworkers. Ever. There are four of us here who really like the show ("we're like a little fan club!" he says) and none of them would ship Mike/Harvey and that's kind of my favorite thing about the show (well, I really likes the whole "they wear suits!" aspect and I really like Gabriel Macht's face and I have a total crush on Patrick J Adams but mostly when I watch I like speculating about the in between don't actually exist anywhere but fanfic scenes where Mike and Harvey hook up repeatedly) :( Testing the fangirl (and boy) waters would mean outing myself as a slash writer, which I'm totally not doing because I live in the South and work in a fairly conservative office. I've already had to have Talks about my sexuality (being single, never previously married, nearly 40, and a known atheist, my personal life is sometimes fair game for the gossip mill when things are slow--I have made people cry in my quest to make sure my sexuality isn't a topic of discussion.) Anyway. I have no point, other than thinking that I wish I had friends here who I could be a fangirl with--even my non-work friends are...not people I'd trust my fannish thoughts, even the ones that don't involve fucking (and I think about sex a lot, which is why I like you guys so much :D).
Annnnnd email reminder that I scheduled a meeting for right now and forgot all about it. I should go hobble myself somewhere.