Boredy O'Bored here.

[apolla]

I am so sad. I am literally just sitting here, bored out of my skull, waiting for The Sims 2. A computer game. Man alive, I'm just so insane. I'm actually tired so might get to bed at a decent hour, but why am I so hopped up about a silly computer game?

Knowing my luck, it probably won't work on my computer. I spent most of yesterday culling stuff off my computer to maximise disc space or whatever it's called. Got rid of some stories I started years ago and haven't got past the first few pages... can't quite get myself to delete one though... a 54 page 'secret diary of...' which is the worst thing ever- a secret diary of a girl called Sarina Fields (as in Tsarina... I was studying Russia at the time) whose parents die and she moves to a little town in California *cough* Sweet Valley!clone *cough* to live with her rich auntie. Cue lots of stupid names, cheerleaders, twats with cars and so on. Cue teen pregnancy (dealt with not ever so badly), a few more down the years, blah blah blah shot by the mafia, blah blah.

The difference between this piece of steaming badger shite and the trillions of Mary-Sues in this fandom? I never canon-raped a beloved book and it's not up for the world to see. Small differences that mean the world.

I'm so fucking bored I've actually told you about Sarina. Man. Did I mention I wrote a diary of her daughter Venezia *dies* too? The things bored and frankly lonely, depressed schoolgirls write. It got to 110 pages and then the disc got corrupted. There is, it turns out, a God.

And you thought John Lennon as a Gryffindor prefect was my stupidest idea to date.

My dad bought me Ireland: The Novel today. I actually saw the author plugging it on BBC Breakfast back when I was in Sunderland and waking up at 5am. "It's fate baby, it's fate!" Anyone who can tell me what movie that song is from gets a Perkins Peanut and my respect and admiration.

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[annearchy.livejournal.com]

I'm so fucking bored I've actually told you about Sarina. Man. Did I mention I wrote a diary of her daughter Venezia *dies* too? The things bored and frankly lonely, depressed schoolgirls write. It got to 110 pages and then the disc got corrupted. There is, it turns out, a God.

And you thought John Lennon as a Gryffindor prefect was my stupidest idea to date.

No. I loved that idea. Not so sure about Sarina though :) I can just imagine myself writing something like that when I was about 10 or 12, if personal computers had existed then (try not to laugh). I actually started writing a novel when I was 9. I wrote about 10-12 pages in longhand and realized I knew nothing about the subject (New York City in the late 19th century through the eyes of a 10-year-old girl) so I gave up. It was a lot harder to do research then! :))

[apolla.livejournal.com]

Oh, I had one when I was about 9/10 too, when my mum taught me to type on an Amstrad computer (this is how long ago!). HER name was Dannii... but she's long lost to the march of technology and the fact I never backed it up on a disc possible to use on anything BUT an Amstrad. She was a secret diary too... weird.

And it's nice to know someone else got the idea of Gryff!John. :D

[krisdalooney.livejournal.com]

The Sims 2 is fantastic. Really. *hugs it*

I'm not one for computer games but The Sims and The Sims 2 have me hooked.

It's like being Bruce Almighty - without the responsibility!
Ooh, and thanks for the Uni advice yesterday - am gonna steer clear of UV glowing drinks ;)
*hugs*