Chat = Crack
They should just call it crack. At o'dark-thirty this morning, when AIM arbitrarily booted me and then convinced my ISP to get in on the action when I tried signing back on (under both screennames, no less), I would have pimped out my own grandmother to get back to chat. (That's the grandmother who used to be a nun, too, not the one who didn't grow out of her slutty phase till her 70s.)
This is not the only way chat is like crack. Consider: ( Zombies! )
At which point we digressed to discuss
joyfulgirl41's fantastic new monster-sized AU story, "The Road Not Taken" which you should read the next time you have at least three hours free. Then
bexless went off to sleep, and of course the topic couldn't stay dead... ( More zombies! )
There then followed a long digression into Muppets, Mr Rogers and whether children's programming can, or ought to, be slashed... which I am refraining from copying here, as apparently I've been scarring people's psyches. Anyway, a couple of hours later, possibly under the lingering influence of Fox's shiny new story, I began to have this strange feeling.
( Jack under the influence )
Of course, that's not what I dreamed about. What did I dream about? Bloody ZOMBIEfic. And what did I start writing when I got up this morning? A ZOMBIE story!
Crack, I tell you.
This is not the only way chat is like crack. Consider: ( Zombies! )
At which point we digressed to discuss
There then followed a long digression into Muppets, Mr Rogers and whether children's programming can, or ought to, be slashed... which I am refraining from copying here, as apparently I've been scarring people's psyches. Anyway, a couple of hours later, possibly under the lingering influence of Fox's shiny new story, I began to have this strange feeling.
( Jack under the influence )
Of course, that's not what I dreamed about. What did I dream about? Bloody ZOMBIEfic. And what did I start writing when I got up this morning? A ZOMBIE story!
Crack, I tell you.