*le sigh*

[active_apathy]

So, I've had the M15M book for a whole day now. It would've been slightly more, but for circumstances beyond my control. Seeing as how the format is highly contagious, there's really only one way to write this post. Seeing as how this introduction was written after the text that follows it, I can conclude that the format might've safely left for now, leaving me free to write my own text in my own original style. It is absolutely essential that I respect my wishes in ways more familiar to, well, you.

And now, the post content (which was really written some minutes ago, but a chronology would be confusing since that's not the way the writing actually gets read, so I should be doing the usual thing of pretending my afterthoughts were actual planning instead of writing long parenthetical notes to make sure that trick will never work again*). Um, enjoy.

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active_apathy: *reads M15M BOOK*

M15M BOOK: *is entertaining*

active_apathy: *is entertained*

ENTERTAINMENT: *abounds*

DOOR: *is knocked upon*

active_apathy: *answers DOOR*

MOTHER: *is there*

active_apathy: *greets MOTHER*

MOTHER: *needs COMPUTER for purposes unknown*

COMPUTER: *isn't important to the story*

active_apathy: *resumes reading M15M BOOK*

M15M BOOK: *is still entertaining*

ENTERTAINMENT JOKE: *wears thin*

active_apathy: *finishes M15M BOOK*

M15M BOOK: *is finished*

active_apathy: *puts M15M BOOK on DESK*

DESK: *would be entertained, if desks could read*

JOKE: *dies*

MOTHER: OMG! Is that the M15M BOOK?!

[Except she didn't actually say it as M15M BOOK. Nor did she actually say OMG.]

active_apathy: It is! OMGWTFhowcanyouknowabookfromEllJaywithoutInterwebsofyourown?

[That bit wasn't said so much as implied by way of o.O]

MOTHER: They were talking about it on the radio.

active_apathy: Oh, ok. *resumes breathing*

active_apathy's JOURNAL: *has nothing to hide anyway*

LOGIC: *is sent to bed without supper*

M15M BOOK: *sits innocently on desk*

active_apathy: *makes and drinks tea*

MOTHER: *finishes, departs*

active_apathy: *does other stuff, then comes back to get M15M BOOK and shelve it*

M15M BOOK: *is not there*

active_apathy: *searches for M15M BOOK*

M15M BOOK: *is missing, presumed read*

active_apathy: OMGWTFBBQ! She stole the M15M BOOK!

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*Just to be confusing, when writing footnotes, I put in an asterisk or a number or such, go and write the footnote, then go back and finish the sentence. My madness? No method.

Comments

[eighthcloud.livejournal.com]

Phew. Good thing it was just mom. I got worried for a second there.

You know where she lives, and can get it back.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

That I can. If all else fails, I can make threats like "You know that Firefly you were planning to watch, ever?"

[eighthcloud.livejournal.com]

I would make a comment about things between nethers, but that'd be about 30 thousand different kinds of wrong.

[hugh-mannity.livejournal.com]

Ahem, *looks embarrassed* what is this M15M book? I appear to be a little out of the loop.... *shuffles feet and looks nerdy*

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

The book by cleolinda, made out of m15m. Very funny.

[hugh-mannity.livejournal.com]

OMG!

Now I know where all teh funneh on teh intarwebs has gone to... That stuff is brilliant.

*Adds book to wishlist*

*is ded of teh funneh*

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

WHERE is your icon from?

[hugh-mannity.livejournal.com]

It was made bycamwyn from the 1998 version of Macbeth. (Available on VHS from Amazon). Sort of Mad Max does Shakespeare, or perhaps the other way round.

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

Is it an adaptation or Shakespeare-lines?

(Because, dude. Macbeth in sunnies!!)

[hugh-mannity.livejournal.com]

It's Macbeth in post-apocalyptic Scotland (hence the sunnies, never needed pre-apocalypse). Saw it when it first came out. Don't remember it that well. Stole the icon because Sean Pertwee..... sigh....

[captainsblog.livejournal.com]

I had the same problem with that book.

Mind you, here in The Greatest Country on Earth ::koff::, we couldn't just walk into a bookshop and score it, since Her Cleoship hadn't sold the US rights yet, so there was the nailbiting antici
SAY IT!
pation of it coming via amazon.co.uk before it got here.

And promptly disappeared into my daughter's room.

Not to be outdone, once she finished devouring it, next thing I hear, half of Amherst Middle School has claimed dibs on it.

Before me.

The guy wot bought it.

I know, and this is a problem, why?

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Let me illustrate the good here:

They all want to read a book.

[laurenmitchell.livejournal.com]

I just hope it comes back to you at some point.

Maybe the desk ate it.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I don't think the desk was hungry.

[salzara-tirwen.livejournal.com]

Maybe logic was hungry enough to eat it, having been sent to bed without supper.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Maybe. I shall beat a confession out of it with silly and random.

[leila82.livejournal.com]

Hee, your mom stole your book!

At least it will be easy to get back, no?

[one-bullet-left.livejournal.com]

CAPTAIN HADDOCK ICON!!!!!

SQUEEEEEEEE!!!!!