What has been seen cannot be unseen

[linndechir]

Almost a month since my last entry, which was very short. No, I am not dead or suddenly less of an internet addict. But I have no fic to show because of my incredible lack of creativity at the moment; uni and loads of exams have been keeping me busy, and my internet time has been spent drooling at the probably most awesome German national team in the history of football. I've been wanting to do a huge picspam of them for weeks, but how am I suppose to choosed from those hundreds and thousands of pictures of fun and joy and epicness? And now the World Cup has been over for a week and I still haven't posted a picspam. I won't do it now either because I have an exam tomorrow and should sleep now. But there's one thing someone pointed out in one of the comms today, and it needs to be shared ...






All right, admittedly a more harmless version of Aldo Raine, but still ... the moustache? The sprawl? I just can't unsee it ... *cries*
Btw, Ballack only wears that stupid outfit for some ad he did years ago. I hope. ;)

Until I find time for a proper post ... have a little macro to expand your vocabulary ...


...another one for the obligatory 300 joke ...


... and while Bastian Schweinsteiger is probably God, he can still fail:


Okay, I shouldn't call him God, because that title is reserved for Miro Klose:


Oh, damn, now that I got started, I have to post another two or three pretty pics:






Oh, and speaking of Marcell Jansen, the beauty on the right ...



Damn, before I get started on a huge picspam ... I will stop right away and go to bed. Wish me luck for my exam tomorrow. And I hope I made you look forward to more pictures, because even if you don't give a damn about football, these guys make models look ugly. ;)

[I found the macros on the internet, somewhere, I have no idea who made them, so I  can't really credit anyone, sorry.]

Comments

[linndechir.livejournal.com]

Genderbender stories ... god, I can't even begin to express how much I hate those. I don't care how cracky it is, it just annoys me. I don't know if you feel the same way, but it always makes me sad when someone takes the time to write about a pairing I love, and I want to be happy about it, but then it turns out the story is badly written, or OOC, or full of some kink that's a big turn-off for me ... It's silly, because I know people don't write for me, but I still think it's a pity. Not to mention that I don't like crack. ;) I just don't find it funny.
I don't know what's up with me, i've been ranting about stuff I hate for two days now. No matter who I talk to, I always end up talking about the things that annoy me most. Sorry. :D

[deborahkla.livejournal.com]

This particular gender-bender story was well-written, and that always helps any story. As far as crack is concerned, it has to be completely off the wall to the point of being psychedelic. There were a couple of well-written slashcrackfics several months ago that combined Hellstrom, Zoller and I believe Archie and later Landa that I found very entertaining. To me that's how crack should be written. The concept has to be completely wild but in character and decently written.

Sometimes the bad writing does bug me, primarily if the dialogue is off--how could anybody write Landa saying "I wanna..."?--or when it's riddled with bad mispellings, or the possessive apostrophe is used in a plural ("he brought the bag's to the car") or other, similar assualts on punctuation, grammar and spelling. But sometimes when the writer is not working in their native tongue I find the errors very endearing. Like when one friend of mine wrote a fic using "Dryer String" for "Lsundry Line." That I found really lovely.

God, I've seen so much horrific writing in my lifetime I'm almost used to it--and try to avoid it as much as possible. What REALLY bothers me are when I'm editing work by people who are much older and better educated than I am, and they still can't string together a decent sentence. Then I go back to my Grandmother's and mother's old St. Nicholas storybooks from the 1880s through the 1920s with all the letters from children under 12 who wrote better than most adults do today and I get a bit depressed.

Oh, don't apologize. Not to worry, you're just in a moody state lately. I'm entering menopause, but I still occasionally have the standard hormone fluctuations that are often the root of it all. At least it isn't as much like clockwork as it was when I was younger!