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hackthis_archive) wrote2003-10-18 05:50 pm
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OMG.
*I don't even know what to say about all the comments for part five of Telegraph Avenue. I'm completely gobsmacked. I'm not sure when I'll be able to answer them all, but thank you.
*The O.C. is going to come out on DVD. Words cannot begin to explain my glee. *hugs
romanticalgirl* AIEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Random Question of the Day: Have y'all ever come across you wrote story a while ago and thought:
a) WTF! This sucks! Excuse me while I go flog myself fifty times.
b) I don't remember writing that. When the hell did I write that?
c) This is the bomb shizznit.
d) All of the above. And for the same story, too!
*The O.C. is going to come out on DVD. Words cannot begin to explain my glee. *hugs
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Random Question of the Day: Have y'all ever come across you wrote story a while ago and thought:
a) WTF! This sucks! Excuse me while I go flog myself fifty times.
b) I don't remember writing that. When the hell did I write that?
c) This is the bomb shizznit.
d) All of the above. And for the same story, too!
omg. dom icon.
Helllllll, yes! To all four, actually. I read crap I wrote in 7th grade and want to jump quietly off cliffs -- and I wondered why people would archive my shit. Jeez.
As for b, like, my computer is full of snippets with really weird-ass names (dracoandpuppies, 8675309, grandmas, etc)so I never know what I'm going to get when I open one. Sometimes it's like: !!! the fuck?! where/when/huh?!
c, sure, but only very rarely. like, two pieces, seriously. and not even in my main fandom.
d is the story of my fucking life. the life that i don't have.
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It wasn't a fic, but I ran across an essay I wrote in 7th grade once --titled "Crackdown on Crack" and wanted to fall over laughing. Not cliffs, but definately the same sort of thing.
How about (e)...you run across something you wrote five years ago and say, "dammit, this is better than any of the stuff I'm writing now. What the feck happened to my mad skills?"
I HATE (e)