And he has just made me laugh so hard that peas came out of my nose. Actual peas, out of my actual nose.
This hurt.
Sadly, it's difficult to quote Sunil's edits directly, despite the fact that they are some of the funniest shit I've encountered in days, because, well, they're very dependent on the text around them. But he's hysterical. You gotta take me word on this one. I meant to just check to make sure he'd used one of my standard editing formats, and wound up processing eight chapters of commentary, because it was too damn funny to stop going through.
One of the best things about becoming a better writer has been the change in the kind of edits that I tend to get. Because, you see, when I no longer need regular lectures on pacing and character development, it becomes possible for my editors to focus on more important things, like causing me to breathe vegetation.
Best end to a Monday night ever. All hail Sunil!
September 9 2008, 01:12:58 UTC 8 years ago
(On a side note, I can always tell what days you're answering emails... when I have five LJ comments from you in my inbox...)
September 9 2008, 14:30:19 UTC 8 years ago
(Not referring to you at all. We're conversing. Things are being said. New things, even! If you start answering comments with '...' or '*nods*' just to be answering me, I am afraid I will be forced to unleash my flying monkeys.)
September 10 2008, 03:00:47 UTC 8 years ago
I much prefer your method to people who don't reply though. Ever. Even if I ask them a question. Particularly if it's a question I needed an answer to like: "What's your postage address? You didn't include it on the back of the parcel."
September 10 2008, 03:06:56 UTC 8 years ago
September 10 2008, 03:22:43 UTC 8 years ago
At least online you can get back to everyone when you have time for it. It strikes me that the internet should be easier--unless they're a very slow typer. In which case I forgive them.
September 10 2008, 03:35:59 UTC 8 years ago
And no, that doesn't just happen to you.
September 10 2008, 03:39:11 UTC 8 years ago
I wanted to buy this hugely expensive pair of shoes on Sunday and the guy behind the counter refused to serve me. He just... looked the other way when I talked to him. It was surreal. He even served other customers in front of me. I've never seen anything like it.
I can only conclude he thought I was someone else or I dated his sister.
September 10 2008, 03:41:16 UTC 8 years ago
Me: "Twenty thousand people! Must sign-"
Kate: "No."
Me: "But--"
Kate: "No."
Me: "But they--"
Kate: "I have the TiVo remote."
Me: "Okay, no signing."
Wow. Are you sure you didn't kick his puppy in another lifetime?
September 13 2008, 23:48:07 UTC 8 years ago
I think I'd curl up an tremble in terror if there were that many people trying to talk to me.
September 15 2008, 05:02:35 UTC 8 years ago
September 19 2008, 00:23:37 UTC 8 years ago
Meeting people who know of me just makes me fall into very polite robot mode. Classroom/lecture settings are the same. The wall and I become one.