A Twist of Things to Come

I upgraded Firefox today, and am now having no luck signing in to my own website in Firefox, which is blowful. Still works fine in other browsers, but I like Firefox.

I was also having a bit of an emo day, as Wee Boy kept putting his finger in the fan, despite me telling him not to. I told him it could cut him, but he didn't believe me because it hadn't cut him yet. NOW he believes me. *sigh*

Methinks Wee Boy may be one of those poor unfortunates who must make their own mistakes.

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Got some absolutely glowing feedback on HMOWK today, comparing it favorably with one my favorite stories in fandom ("Good" by, erm, Binky) which made me very happy.

I've come to realize that I like traumatic stories best. Sweet romances in which characters sip tea and make googley eyes at each other are all well and good, but...

It's like Die Hard, you know? When the super-action-dude has to run through broken glass barefoot and spends the rest of the movie hobbling and leaving bloody toe prints all over... you just feel so much more with him. You want to see him win, see that his pain was worth it, somehow.

"Yippy-kay-ay, _____"

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