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Apr. 15th, 2006 10:28 amSo, YuGiOh! Continues to be crack. You know that the plot is pretty clear when you can pick up a rtandom volume you hadn't read yet and know pretty much immediately where it picks up. Also, the first volume? OH MY GOD. puzzle-shipping in scary S/M ways kinda makes sense now, God help me
Oh course, reading YuGiOh! + eating and then going right to bed? Means weirdo dreams. "Oh my God Dad's here to pick me up from university and I have to hide this torpedo somewhere and oh god I actually failed Medicine in Culture last semester and I'm missing the make-up test right now and oh god there's Kaiba what does he want this time" type dreams. Just lots of panic. I also fell right out of bed like three times. (Good thing I got rid of that giant pile of library books, I'd've cracked my head.)
Meanwhile, I have a "Booster Gold gets turned into a woman and bonds with Power Girl back in the late 80s" fic in my brain and no notebook and also other fics to finish. (Even though Blue Beetle would be completely at their mercy.) Plus, I desperately want to game. I HAVE NO LIFE.
Mom and Dad are dropping off my new computer Wednesday, which is good, because the one I have now seems to be undergoing stealthy death throes. That's what I get for naming it after a spy.
Oh course, reading YuGiOh! + eating and then going right to bed? Means weirdo dreams. "Oh my God Dad's here to pick me up from university and I have to hide this torpedo somewhere and oh god I actually failed Medicine in Culture last semester and I'm missing the make-up test right now and oh god there's Kaiba what does he want this time" type dreams. Just lots of panic. I also fell right out of bed like three times. (Good thing I got rid of that giant pile of library books, I'd've cracked my head.)
Meanwhile, I have a "Booster Gold gets turned into a woman and bonds with Power Girl back in the late 80s" fic in my brain and no notebook and also other fics to finish. (Even though Blue Beetle would be completely at their mercy.) Plus, I desperately want to game. I HAVE NO LIFE.
Mom and Dad are dropping off my new computer Wednesday, which is good, because the one I have now seems to be undergoing stealthy death throes. That's what I get for naming it after a spy.