| Ambient Wonder - Halo]Quourtesy:Drakanious to DM:
"A picture's worth a thousand words, but a blind man once said, 'Who gives a fuck?'"Harry Potter Innuendo:
"A couple of weeks after his dream of Rookwood, Harry was to be found, yet again, kneeling on the floor of Snape's office..."
(Book 5, p.520, Australian Edition)
You know what I just realized, folks?
It's been almost a decade since I've become obsessed with Gundam Wing yaoi, and a little less so with yaoi in general. I've seen terms that most people would think are random typos, but mean a specific kind of art to me; I know the pairing-formats for at least three different anime/manga fandoms. But you know what? I still forget what exactly the acronyms mean. Like, TWT, PWP, easy. POV, OOC, OC, AU, etc, piece of cake. But what gets me is one thing....
When I see an acronym, like WAFF, and know it means fluff and nice stuff, but can't remember what the hell the actual letters stand for.
And then, ten minutes later, I'll be in the middle of drawing, or homework, or CLASS, and suddenly, up comes a thought:
"Warm and fuzzy feelings!"
And I'll wonder what the hell I'm thinking that for.
Then forget about it.
And it'll happen again because I forgot that I needed that acronym.
Dammit.( Three Things memeCollapse )
Weird as hell,
P.S. Also...I know, intrinsically, the difference between slash and yaoi, but fuck me if I can put it into words. Why is that? And then there's the fruity aspect of yaoi; no, I'm not being redundant - I'm referring to lemon, lime, and citrus. Lemons are sex. Lime focuses more on foreplay. But what the hell, exactly, is citrus? Is it a combination of the two, or something completely different? My most important question of all, however, is this....
How the HELL did I get so obsessed and know so much but not understand the easy terms of my obsession?! Asberger's Syndrome, it is definitely NOT.
P.S.S I must always remember to never tempt Murphy's sadistic sense of humor again. -_- After I became giddy with relief from pain last night, I told Ki that nothing could spoil my bad mood. Well, damn you Murphy, for putting a cat with a crushed head on the side of the road as I made a run to the Kwik Shop this morning. And one that I thought was Nikki at first, too.
::driving, talks to other drivers:: "Come on, dude, speed limit's 30...."
::turns a corner:: "Finally! Idiots can't even go the right spee - OH, my god. NIKKI!"
::swerves, desperately tries to look closer at the body::
"It's not her!" ::so relieved::