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Cable! And Mysterious Unexplained Trips to Oxnard.
Okay, I've been cable deprived for a long time now, but my dad hooked up the cable in my room and I have once again numerous useless tv channels right at my fingertips. Yay! None of the movie channels, but that's okay.
And um, while I wasn't looking they started airing MacGyver on TV Land. :::twitch:::
In other news, I have suddenly become the family chauffeur. I would complain, but I have nothing else to do at the moment and they need me. sigh. I moved back home just in time, I think.
I told my mom I was going to be gone for a few days next week.
"Oh, that's nice. Where are you going?"
"Ah, to see my friends."
"Where?"
"Ah, Oxnard?"
"Oxnard. There's nothing to do in Oxnard."
"Ah.... Yeah."
hoo-boy. *g*
Er, she's very good at not pressing when I obviously don't want to explain further, but I'm notoriously bad at lying to her.
I could, of course, just tell her about it, but then she's going to want to read the fiction, and that is just not happening, people. Nuh-uh.
I did tell her about vidding, although she has yet to see a vid, but that's easier since she knows editing and things, and that's not, you know, nearly as explicit, or anything. Hm, I wonder how long I can keep the smoke screen up.
The funny thing is, I don't want her to know more because I worry she's going to think it's a waste of time (and that I should be writing more original fic) than because it's slash, or homoerotic. This is mostly my neurosis, but still. Let's keep everything hidden. Hide! *g* *sticks head in sand*
And um, while I wasn't looking they started airing MacGyver on TV Land. :::twitch:::
In other news, I have suddenly become the family chauffeur. I would complain, but I have nothing else to do at the moment and they need me. sigh. I moved back home just in time, I think.
I told my mom I was going to be gone for a few days next week.
"Oh, that's nice. Where are you going?"
"Ah, to see my friends."
"Where?"
"Ah, Oxnard?"
"Oxnard. There's nothing to do in Oxnard."
"Ah.... Yeah."
hoo-boy. *g*
Er, she's very good at not pressing when I obviously don't want to explain further, but I'm notoriously bad at lying to her.
I could, of course, just tell her about it, but then she's going to want to read the fiction, and that is just not happening, people. Nuh-uh.
I did tell her about vidding, although she has yet to see a vid, but that's easier since she knows editing and things, and that's not, you know, nearly as explicit, or anything. Hm, I wonder how long I can keep the smoke screen up.
The funny thing is, I don't want her to know more because I worry she's going to think it's a waste of time (and that I should be writing more original fic) than because it's slash, or homoerotic. This is mostly my neurosis, but still. Let's keep everything hidden. Hide! *g* *sticks head in sand*
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