#la vie d'un merlu

[hurlumerlu]

Trying to count how many time my father went with me to see some animated movie in theaters and then tried to discuss the themes and artistic merit of it but I was just. midly horny over a scene or a character, too young to entirely process it as horniness but aware enough that I couldn’t really mention it and therefore desesperately trying to get out of the conversation. and. like. wow. sorry dad. thanks for trying to engage with my interests in a genuine manner.

[hurlumerlu]

I was six or seven and it was about me, two brothers who went to the same nanny I went to after school, the boy I was in unrequited love with and his little brother as we went against people who trafficked undangered animals (and yes, we were all between like 5 and 10 in the story too). It tracks, because I was obsessed with animal facts, Claude/Harry from Le Club des cinq/The Famous Five and Fantômette. Anyway it was perhaps ten pages in my most diligent handwritting, but the story was very developped in my head, and I still have that notebook somewhere, though I haven’t dared open it in more than a decade.

You know what, show and tell time. Come on, play along, it'll be nice.

My first "novel" was when I was 8. Maybe 9. It was a very straightforward self insert kind of story where my childhood friends and I investigated demons during summer holidays. I dont remember if we had superpowers or not. I was very big on superpowers as a child, consequence of consuming a lot of magical girl stories, and I know it was an element of a lot of following stories, but this one I don't think we had any. I didn't understand the concept of a plot so obviously I stopped writing this story as soon as it started requiring me thinking ahead. Probably wrote like, 30 pages total. Huge, honestly.

[hurlumerlu]

Not to be like “I’m going to kill my employers” because that would be a threat and I’m mostly a pacifist but oh my god oh my god oh my fucking gooooodddddd

[hurlumerlu]

Anyway I dreamt that Travis’s new character was some sort of Elf on the Shelf Wizard/Ranger with an undercut and then there was fandom discourse about wether or not the undercut was cultural appropriation.

[hurlumerlu]

Me normally : eeeh Paris isn’t that bad, I’m getting used to it, it’s beautiful sometime and I have to admit I do enjoy some aspects of living in a city again...

Me after spending a week litterally anywhere else : Paris fucking SUCKS why the fuck do people live here why the fuck do WE live here this fucking city sucks so fucking much let’s just fucking leave again

[hurlumerlu]

anyhow I got back to Ring Fit and I reached the chapters that focus on exercising the arms and I would like to state very formally that I DO NOT LIKE IT

[hurlumerlu]

I love our flat and we were incredibly lucky to get it so any complaints I have toward it are incredibly half-hearted BUT I think our bathroom has it in for us.

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Sometimes the gf gets a little carried away with her proverbs and today it was “I’m not gonna give a man a fish if he’s better paid than I am for a job he’s not qualified for” and honnestly this one’s a mood.

[hurlumerlu]

hihihi my mom made crochet dolls of @the-lady-knight and I ^_^

[hurlumerlu]

Suddendly found myself explaining the concept of fanfiction, and then Ao3, to my dad.

He wasn’t a fan of the extensive warning and tagging system, because “doesn’t the reader need to discover the story for themselve ?” so then I had to explain fandom history.

All in all it was pretty fun.

[hurlumerlu]

Day 300 and counting : am still a bit in love with the Eliot Spencer-looking cashier working at the supermarket across my street.

[hurlumerlu]

Dumbass cat decided to slow her fall on my chest when she tripped off my desk so I guess it’s gonna be buttoned up shirts for the foreseeable future.

Insert puns about being shredded *here*.

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Me putting the tiniest bit of foundation on my face for a job interview : this is just like drag and therefore i’m fine

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Spent like six days trying to make my mom understand that i needed her to stop acting like she’s absolutely on top of everything all the time and that she could be more emotionally open and she left me with “I know I am your mother and I’m supposed to always be on top of everything and in control of my emotions, but it’s tough, you know.” 

I’m gonna bang my head against a wall.

[hurlumerlu]

My father : people love to say fairy tale are about sex but really when it comes down to it most of them...

Me : are about food.

Him : are about food !!!

My gf getting a headache from miles away : is merlu talking about hunger in fairy tales again.

[hurlumerlu]

Incredibly lucky how the gf and I each ended up falling for a person in love with the act of leaving and both went “no but what if we constantly left people and places and jobs but like... together”.