Nifra should be reading....
Disclipine and Punish by Michel Foucault
The History of the Devil and the Idea of Evil by Dr. Paul Carus
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers
Uhm, duh. Porn. Of any variety.
My fandom! Which I will specify in comments! If she isn't all ready, that utter whore!
If Nifra put up music ala svmadelyn, I would:
probably alert the Pentagon.
choke to death and die.
well, download it most likely. Unless it sucks.
ignore her utterly, as is my wont.
Tonight, if the spirit so inclines, Nifra should write:
Smallville! Lex! Clark! Chloe! Lana! Oy, the angst! But also, the squee!
due South! Fraser! Rayk! Love! Squee!
Harry Potter! Remus! Sirius! Marauders! Mischief! Prongs, Moony and Padfoot, oh my!
Horatio Hornblower! Your sekrit pumpkin, Nifra!
Firefly! Mal! River! Simon! Kaylee! You love it, you silly beast! Yet you never write it!
Angel! Forget your Joss fears, and just let it fly! Femmeslash it up, or boyslash it up!
Buffy! No, really, do forget your Joss fears! Do it right now, or else!
West Wing! Writing about politics will make you feel SO SMART!
Sports Night! Writing banter will make you feel SO FUNNY!
Oh, for god's sake, woman, make your own decisions and leave me alone.
You did promise more Nifra Sue, but if you write it, I shall be forced to call the wrath of God down upon you, you silly git.
Fruit with which you most identify:
kiwi. Fuzzy on the inside, green and gooey on the inside.
tangerine. I'm sweet, and tart, and given to compartmentalization on an epic scale.
mango. That's right, Nifra, I give you hives.
pineapple. I'm spiky, yet delicious.
champagne grapes. I'm oh so very refined. And tiny.
Who's your Daddy?