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If Fandoms Were Relationships Survey
Oct. 2nd, 2002 01:25 pmI had to. The only survey I've ever actually wanted to take. *G*
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: X-Files. Damn you, Chris Carter, Damn you to hell!
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Transformers. Shut up.
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized she really was fucking crazy: Sweeney Todd. Don't get me wrong, I love it... But that is one fucked up musical right there.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved she doesn't actually live in town:
The steady: Les Mis. That's the fandom I'm going to marry.
The ex: X-Files is working towards the ex-fandom.
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: Um... I guess I gotta say Pokemon. Cute as hell, fun game to play, and yet... But still cute as hell.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Moulin Rouge, but we're getting on better terms.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: I gotta say Parade. Jai pimps it in her journal from time to time, but I haven't really felt a desire to check it out yet. I'm a bad musical whore.
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at her and thinking: Her? How the hell did she land all these cool babes?: Country music. Ok, not *all* my friends (you know who you are) but still.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: My friends have very good taste in fandoms. Really. Or at least, better taste than that. Then again, I've got a few Philes friends, and if they haven't had the breakdown into cursing CC yet, they will. Very, very soon. It's just not worth it, guys.
Now, if I only knew how to bold, or italicize, or something...
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: X-Files. Damn you, Chris Carter, Damn you to hell!
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Transformers. Shut up.
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized she really was fucking crazy: Sweeney Todd. Don't get me wrong, I love it... But that is one fucked up musical right there.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved she doesn't actually live in town:
The steady: Les Mis. That's the fandom I'm going to marry.
The ex: X-Files is working towards the ex-fandom.
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: Um... I guess I gotta say Pokemon. Cute as hell, fun game to play, and yet... But still cute as hell.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Moulin Rouge, but we're getting on better terms.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: I gotta say Parade. Jai pimps it in her journal from time to time, but I haven't really felt a desire to check it out yet. I'm a bad musical whore.
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at her and thinking: Her? How the hell did she land all these cool babes?: Country music. Ok, not *all* my friends (you know who you are) but still.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: My friends have very good taste in fandoms. Really. Or at least, better taste than that. Then again, I've got a few Philes friends, and if they haven't had the breakdown into cursing CC yet, they will. Very, very soon. It's just not worth it, guys.
Now, if I only knew how to bold, or italicize, or something...
