January 3rd, 2006

Mama Deb

Weird and unpleasant

I just got messaged by what I presume is a man (userid is a male name) who wanted someone - *anyone* - to write him a story. Specifically, a Buffy/Professor Walsh NC-17 story.

Okay, I don't write femmeslash, but even if I did, I wouldn't have. This guy was creepy. He wasn't a fan of mine. In fact, he's been asking people at random to write this thing. (I asked him this.) I turned him down, saying I don't write femmeslash, and telling him it would be a bad story (which it would be in my hands.)

He begged.

I suggested he go to lj and find a buffy f/f community.

He begged.

He wanted *me* (someone he'd never heard of, much less read, to write the story.)

I refused.

I told him I wasn't the someone to write this.

And he insulted me.

I'm pretty sure he wanted that story for one reason, and that reason really creeped me out. Yes, I write explicit stories, and joke that they are porn, but I never write just for that purpose.
Mama Deb

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On a different sort of note:

On Tuesday nights, Jonathan goes to a Talmud class in Manhattan. He has dinner with his parents, goes to class and gets a ride home with the teacher (who lives two blocks away, and who celebrated a son's bar mitzvah this past Shabbos. We attended.) and some other men in the class. He generally gets home around 10:45.

This, then, is my night off. Normally, I go to a local restaurant. Tonight, though, I didn't want to do that. Instead, I got a package of chicken wings and some frozen knishes and green beans. The wings and the knish were baked at about 450 for an hour, the beans were microwaved. And it was so good - enough meat, crispy skin. I'd just sprinkled it with garlic powder. It was as simple a meal as I've ever made. And, honestly I enjoyed it more than I would have a take out sandwich. And I have leftovers for tomorrow's lunch, too.

Unrelated thing: I was watching that Weight Watcher's commercial. The one with Cher singing, "This is a Song for the Lonely". And. The opening scene is a woman with long dark hair in a dark dress trying to hide her stomach. The final scene shows that same woman dancing in a group of other women, with short bleached hair in a tight white outfit that outlines her stomach.

Am I the only one who thinks she was gorgeous in the first scene and...less so in the last?