This is me trying on my wedding dress.
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Tumblr, I’m hoo~oome!
Yes, I know you don’t care. Shut up.
<.<
As much as I love my family, this has not entirely been the fun weekend I was hoping for. I don’t think they realise how much my nerves are being jangled by their light wrangling. I really just want to go home to my own computer and my cats and my fiance, and rest.
I am so bored. You’d think shopping all day would wear me out, but nooooo the hamster’s still squeakin’ that wheel.
Fuck my brain.
I don’t like Tom feels ambushing me in the middle of my shopping!
Tumblr please help me not to kill my family! DX
I miss my feels. OTOH, family!
Meanwhile, bidden to bed.
Back in a bit; shower. Rightfulprince, Sigyn awaits you! And so does Synne!
chaosmustbemaintained replied to your post: *crying right now because Charles doesn’t like me*
Who’s ass do I have to kick?
NO. No asskicking. I will … feed him to the extremely horny kitten writhing on the floor behind me, instead.
I’m just grumpy because I want to roleplay at speed, I think, and everyone else has lives.
I feel owe this, somehow. I hate that feeling. Just scroll if you don’t care.
I majored in English. I majored in English to be a writer and an editor. Spelling and grammar are, literally, instinctive for me, and I can easily be turned off of someone’s writing if those instincts get aroused.
I’m not looking at your writing checking for mistakes. But I do see them. I can’t /ignore/ them, in my own mind. Usually, when I’m roleplaying with someone, I silently correct errors, and move on. When I point out a mistake, although this is damn hard to convey in type, I /am/ trying to be polite, helpful, and gentle. I do /not/ comment on any mistake in spelling or grammar to make someone feel bad. I /know/ very few people have my ability in this area, and I’d really rather not /be/ reminded of all the reasons why people hate me, thanks all the same. I’m not trying to demonstrate how much better I am, or how much you suck: I genuinely want to help you.
If wanting to help people, albeit clumsily as text enforces, is a mistake, I’ll … take the risk and continue to make that mistake. I’ll issue sincere apologies as needed to people whom I hurt, and the rest of you … well, basically you can go jump off a cliff with your assumptions about my motivations.