I've been questioning a lot of things lately. Like, why I do things and why I'm interested in what I'm interested in. Yaoi/slash/male and male relationships, for example. What a stupid thing to be interested in. I mean...Jesus Christ. Why should I care? I'm a bisexual female, who really doesn't care what males do in relationships...so long as I get sex on the side and can then go home to my lover.
That might be stretching it a bit, actually. But I'm beginning to lose the desire to date men. I still have some sort of sexual urges for them...certainly. Some are still attractive. But...no. No, no, no. Wanting girls now. Girls are prettier, sexier, and I just feel like I should want them more.
Oh, and on the topic of lesbians...I came up with an idea for a comic strip (God help me). I think I want to call it 'Romantic Realists' and the basic premise is a lesbian couple named Candy and Shawn. I've been reading a lot of web comics lately.
Speaking of web comics... Go here:
This is, without a doubt, the best web comic I've been able to find. Polished, pretty, perfected, and crudely humourous. There is no substitute for Sinfest.
Hmmm...anyway. Back to yaoi/slash/fuck-me-upside-the-head-I-jus
And, no...I don't like Dana (from 'Sports Night') much. She's just crazy. Stupid (six-month dating plan? What the fuck was that! And then *she* gets all upset about it!). Besides it's just so...so...obvious on that show! Dan and Casey! Casey and Dan! No other way. But I do like Natalie a little bit...and her character compliments Jeremy beautifully. As he does her.
But...I dunno. I do like yuri because...aesthetically...I think it's very beautiful. But I like reading yaoi more.
This is really dumb. This is a weird hobby. Fuck. Why are my hobbies so strange?
I'm in a pissy mood, I guess. Well. Hot damn. Here:
Someone please read it. It's my Trigun fic. Vash and Wolfwood, together at least. Someone please convince me my hobby is worthwhile in some way. Because I still want to do a young Vash and a young Knives thing. Before I lose interest or develop acute writer's block.
Well...I'm always here...