Not Mine

There is only one reason I wrote Not Mine: Doomsday made me cry.

Well, it wasn't so much "cry" as "get all misty eyed," but being that I don't cry that easily, just getting me misty is an accomplishment.

But damn it! Rose was trapped in an alternate dimension, with no chance of returning, and the Doctor was left all alone (well, until that bride showed up, and he had no idea how she even got there).

And so, in my emo fangirl state, I, like other fangirls, wracked my brain for ways in which the Doctor could get into Pete's World. But then it hit me: Pete's World is an alternate universe. There were alternate versions of everyone there (the most amusing of which was, of course, Rose the yorkie), so why not an AU Doctor?

The idea intrigued me so much that I had to write it, yet once I got past a certain point (where the fic itself ends), the story would disintegrate into angst, and the angst would invariably disintegrate into smut.

Now, while I have nothing against smut, I just prefer plot to smut, and I really want this story to have a point without being angsty sex. Well, that and I can't write any kind of sex scene with a straight face. And if I'm supposed to be penning an angst-ridden tale (which I don't want to anyway, because too much angst is just tacky), laughing like a maniac while I'm trying to write angsty sex would kind of spoil the mood.

I want to do this thing right, so I'm taking my time, finding ways to make this story work, but in the mean time, I'm just going to put this idea on the back burner, until I can come up with a way to make it work.

Someone's being a bitch...

Not me, mind you. The one in question is FanFiction.Net. For some reason, every time I try to upload a document, it comes up with this little message:

An error has occurred while processing your request.
If the problem persists, please alert site admin via http://support.fanfiction.net.
All errors are logged for administrative and security purposes.

Only problem is, the link leads to nowhere!!

But isn't that so bloody typical? It's like a statement of our times. The state of the world can pretty much be summed up with that: An error has occurred, but when you try to alert the admins, nothing happens! This error message is the most profound thing that has ever happened to me!

That or I'm being sarcastic/need sleep desperately. My money's on option B.

Speaking of money, the government mailed me a cheque for $58 today. I know it's because I did my income taxes and all, but the fact that the government sent me money has got me all paranoid. Like if I spend it, they'll have the cops on my ass quicker than a fat kid on fudge *shudders*

And speaking of fudge (or chocolate in general) Easter ended up not being so bad this year. The only family we had over were my bitchy aunt (who wasn't much of a bitch, for once) and my grandmother who would forget to breath if it wasn't a base function carried out by the lower brain. As per most family gatherings, I hid upstairs with my brother till it was time to eat (watching Naruto Shippuden X3), only going down when it was time to eat and say goodbye.

I'm not a religious person (but that's a topic for another rant), so I don't really follow/celebrate/remember holidays unless someone points them out to me, or I actually pay attention to the media bombardment that seems to happen for almost every holiday. The only holiday I actually remember on my own is Halloween (because I get to dress up in costume and get candy from strangers).

I used to look forward to christmas, because christmas=presents, but the fact that everyone in my family (outside of my parents, brother, a cousin, an aunt and uncle and my cat) is either a racist, insane (clinically insane, not fun insane), an uberbitch, has an ego the size of the Horsehead Nebula, or is just too dumb to put two and two together really takes away from the merriment. But in addition to all that, they all seem to have this massive Emo streak too!

At most family gatherings, half the adults are talking about all their health problems/how they wished they had died when they were in the hospital, while the other half are either screaming at each other over some discretion that happened seven bloody years ago (so get over it, for fuck's sakes!) or going on and on about how great they are, and how everything they do is just perfect.

Oh, and the Eastern Canada relatives are always belittling us Westcoasters, like we're a bunch of po-dunk hillbillies living in the woods with no concept of society, and no ability to drive in crappy weather (which is just dumb, because the only people who have gotten into accidents in my family were the East Canadian aunt and uncle, and that was because they, on more than one occasion, exercised poor driving habits in bad weather). Sure, even I sometimes say that we live in a po-dunk part of Canada, but we aren't hillbillies! We've got some class, yo (and we don't inbreed or shag sheep either).

Huh, that rant deviated from what I had in mind. Ah well, I suppose I needed to vent, and what better place than the anonymity of the internet!

EDIT: I just found out that my cousin, who is six months younger than me, is going to be a father in August. And for the record, this is very fucked up.

I wanna take you to a gay bar!

Want to know something kinda funny? There are a lot of hot guys in gay bars. A lot. Seriousley. I used to think it was some sort of HBO/Bravo conspiricy to depict gay bars as being chock full of hot guys, but no, it's completely true! And not only are they hot, but they're nice too! I swear, you meet the most gentlemanly of guys in gay bars.

The only downside to this is that despite their hottness, and their actual use of manners, they are only interested in other guys >_<

But such is life, isn't it? All the decent guys are either married, fictional, or with other guys. This would probably be a problem were I actually looking to get myself a boyfriend, but I don't really have a need for a significant other at this point in my life.

But I can ogle, damn it!

On a side note, 300 made me very happy in a place.

Anyway, why all this gay bar talk? Well, me and the girls (Sable, Chloe, Tara, Ruth, Deborah) went to one, and had a most enjoyable time too XD

I lost my karaoke virginity, I did. Sang "Like A Virgin" with Chloe and Deborah, which we (well, I at least) sang badly, because that song is ten times as fun when sung off key. Then, the lot of us got to sing the Time Warp as the last song of the night, though we had wanted to do Shoes XD

But it was not all fun and games, for there were two freaky old men who had snuck into the club somehow. The first was this bum who kept hanging around behind our table, copping a feel from pretty much all of us, then wanting Sable to send him pictures of us.

But worse then him was this freaky ass old guy who came right up behind Ruth, stuck hiss face next to hers and bloody well propositioned her! I mean, holy shit! He was old enough to be her grandfather, and then he wanted to have sex with her? Ugh, that's just... wrong. On so many levels x_x

The rest of us ended up huddling around Ruth to shield her from the creepy old man's advances (he sort of left the bar at one point, with only his head an arm inside, motioning with a finger for Ruth to follow. Ew). But if push came to shove, I'm pretty sure that between Chloe and I, we could have taken the whole damn bar on if somebody tried to start something with us. Haha, because we had knives, and I had a paddle and a glow-in-the-dark fish whacker in my backpack XD

On another side note, Chloe gets really scary when viewing a rape scene in a movie. While watching a Boadicea movie, and when her daughter's got raped, I thought Chloe was going to leap from her seat and tear the laptop we were watching the movie on in half, with her bare teeth o_o

Another barely related topic, but when Trev is old enough to drink (in 9 month's time), I want to take him and Tara to the gay bar, get them drunk, then tape the ensuing hilarity XD

*wanders off to attempt sleep*