wordage and more computer ranting

Other Half fixed the monitor last night. Eventually. No, it wasn't just me being unfamiliar with WinXP, it was doing it to him as well. Eventually he smacked it into submission by changing the settings on the graphics card driver, rather than trying to go in through the display menu. I was a lot happier today, since I had a functioning work computer once again. Installed Skype and talked to predatrix, but no joint work was done because I distracted her by showing her the cast of Ghastly's Ghastly Comic, a hentai pisstake webcomic with an array of bizarre characters, including a very camp gay tentacle monster and his human boyfriend... Naturally, she started reading the comic.:-)

I did get some solo work done, but not the work I expected to do. Thought it was time to tackle the pile of stories waiting to be sent out, checked the guidelines for an m/m/f website to see if they'd changed, and was reminded that I had an actual m/m/f plot idea and about a page of manuscript to go with it. Pulled that out and added about 1150 new words. I'm not sure where it's going to go--I thought it was a short story, but it seems to be growing on me. Yes, you have heard that before. But I'm not convinced there's enough plot to support a longer story. It's betwixt and between--not enough plot for literotica, not enough smut for a stroke piece. I shall just have to keep writing and see what happens. There is also a minor issue of the f being a female scientist, and while she is quite definitely not an avatar, people do have this bad habit of assuming smut must be autobiographical even without there being that close a match. (I've got this canned rant here about why do people assume that it's impossible for women to write m/m sex because they can't have experienced it themselves, while being perfectly happy to accept descriptions of what it's like to travel the galaxy from someone who has never done same...)

Had to stop writing because Other Half came home and wanted to play with the networking again. Much debate over whether it's a white goat with a black-handled knife, or a black goat with a white-handled knife. Anyway, the ritual sacrifice half worked, because his machine can see mine but mine can't see his. I'm not sure I approve of this state of affairs...