Don't leave a voicemail, seriously.

Ok, so normally when people are wildly variant from my own opinions about whatever I avoid it because what do I care about the opinions of people who are wildly variant from me who aren't my friends. I already have Rangers fans for friends, why go courting Republicans, right?

But for some reason I just can't get enough of the cracked out ramblings of (what I assume to be) teenaged True Blood fans! Every Godric/Eric fanmix I click on with Slipknot or 3 Doors Down makes me cackle with dreadful glee. They loooooooooooooove Sookie! Biiiiiiiiiiiilllllll is so great! I think this must be the Twilight effect I keep hearing about. You thought Anne Rice was as bad as vampires can get with their velvet capes and woeful manpain? Hells NO, SMeyer came along to fix you up good! Twilight might be one of the 66 seals, y'all.

Why I hate Sookie.

I apologize to anyone I accidentally evangelized into True Blood fandom, but it was loooooonely. Yes, I am from Hell, and your soul is now mine. Sadly, I am just an administrative clause and ran out of wishes to grant years ago.


I'm working on my space_married fic. Which isn't actually the one I signed up for. I'm writing the prompt Amber claimed because...I squatted on it accidentally. So far the crack levels are about where they should be on a fic about Leonard McCoy and Jim Kirk getting married. Idek how I roll with someone who makes a com like that. My story might make me vomit, it's that sweet. I hate you, ST fandom!

You know something else, internet? Writers who make writers the protagonists in their books? Yeah, I hate that. [brought to you by an NPR book review]