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*waves at the new people*
Since there's been a recent influx, here's the "ask random questions" post. If you've got a question for me (whether you're new here or not), feel free. No topic is off-topic.
Meanwhile, for the people involved in the hyphenated-American conversation (or the Florida doctor experimenting on pregnant women to prevent "gender inappropriate" behavior in girls) -- LJ isn't emailing me my comments today. I'm sort of trying to keep up, but am actually pretty lost. I hope you all are getting comments though or having fun amongst yourselves or something. I'll catch up soon.
Finally, for those who aren't here for the ranting and the politics but for the porn: I've figured out the Jack/Ianto long BDSM fic I"ve threatened to write. So yeah. Probably won't touch it until after Bristol. But writing it, yes.
Now, dinner time, and Patty and I have some Buffy to watch.
Meanwhile, for the people involved in the hyphenated-American conversation (or the Florida doctor experimenting on pregnant women to prevent "gender inappropriate" behavior in girls) -- LJ isn't emailing me my comments today. I'm sort of trying to keep up, but am actually pretty lost. I hope you all are getting comments though or having fun amongst yourselves or something. I'll catch up soon.
Finally, for those who aren't here for the ranting and the politics but for the porn: I've figured out the Jack/Ianto long BDSM fic I"ve threatened to write. So yeah. Probably won't touch it until after Bristol. But writing it, yes.
Now, dinner time, and Patty and I have some Buffy to watch.
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Also, to make this at least slightly interesting, what's the most unexpectedly cool or interesting place you've been? (Cool and interesting aren't meant to be synonymous there, so I'm afraid it's not the clearest question ever.)
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That's a hard question, as I get to go to a lot of cool places and am a big fan of serendipity so a lot of sort of odd, magical shit tends to happen to me. For a not too exotic place, I remain floored by how really emotionally affected I am by Chicago's Millennium Park for no particular reason.
Most of the places I've really loved I knew that would happen going into it. But I suppose St. Katharine's Dock market in London is quite a thing for me. Patty and I stumbled on it randomly right after we landed in London and I've actually arranged my schedule on my next trip to make sure I get there, forgoing something else of emotional and scholarly interest to me in order to make it happen. God, that's a weird answer.