I can put up with a lot.
But. People. Its WRINGER. With a W! A character does not 'go through the ringer, because that would MAKE NO SENSE, unless maybe they were in a bell tower, and non corporeal, and could thusly walk through the bell ringer.
Even worse is someone ringing their hands. (Yes, I have seen this. I am still stuck between being appalled and laughing my head off.) What do they think they're writing?
This post brought to you by a brief venture outside my flist.
(Also: Ad nauseam and dammit, now we're here. Have I mentioned how I am not good with mornings? Grrrrr. Die, mornings, die.)
But, so as not to have infected you with my grumpiness, have a FABULOUS fic where Martha meets Eleven:
Strangers with Bow Ties by sciathan file.
Even worse is someone ringing their hands. (Yes, I have seen this. I am still stuck between being appalled and laughing my head off.) What do they think they're writing?
This post brought to you by a brief venture outside my flist.
(Also: Ad nauseam and dammit, now we're here. Have I mentioned how I am not good with mornings? Grrrrr. Die, mornings, die.)
But, so as not to have infected you with my grumpiness, have a FABULOUS fic where Martha meets Eleven:
Strangers with Bow Ties by sciathan file.
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Oh that is HORRIBLE indeed. *feels for you*
Actually, I wouldn't mind mornings if it wasn't for other people...
And the afternoon is better, so far, although it's rather depressing to look for work, trying to be as professional and organised as possible, and then realise that the people who are supposed to help you are unorganised and a bit useless. Boo.