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Ridiculous tales of my brain making my life awkward, and me finally resolving it.
I read a webcomic called "Casey and Andy", which I believe I learned about through Mary MacTavish commenting on it on alt.polyamory - Mary being one of the characters in said webcomic. There were four key humans based on a friendgroup in the comic - Casey, Andy (Andy Weir, better known now for The Martian), Mary, and Jenn Brozek, whose alter ego was an international jewel thief.
Anyway. C&A stopped running a number of years ago, Andy went on to become reasonably famous, and I puttered along writing quietly and joining writing discussion groups after the degeneration of rec.arts.sf.composition.
One of which contained ... Jenn Brozek.
For the ... two years or so I have been aware of this, my brain has been trying to come up with an excuse to make a Casey and Andy joke, and I have not been letting it because of bizarre parasocial awkwardness. There was no smooth opportunity that didn't just feel wack to me, so I sat on it.
TODAY I MADE THE JOKE. And she laughed.
So now I can stop having this ludicrous unfinished joke process running in my brain making me feel weird and selfconscious.
(Context: she was talking about a new Shadowrun novel she has coming out, I said something to the effect of "As an old Casey and Andy reader, I'm just thinking Shadowrun's an application of international jewel thievery", and all was fine.)
Do join me in laughing at my own self-inflicted social anxiety and its pleasant resolution!
I read a webcomic called "Casey and Andy", which I believe I learned about through Mary MacTavish commenting on it on alt.polyamory - Mary being one of the characters in said webcomic. There were four key humans based on a friendgroup in the comic - Casey, Andy (Andy Weir, better known now for The Martian), Mary, and Jenn Brozek, whose alter ego was an international jewel thief.
Anyway. C&A stopped running a number of years ago, Andy went on to become reasonably famous, and I puttered along writing quietly and joining writing discussion groups after the degeneration of rec.arts.sf.composition.
One of which contained ... Jenn Brozek.
For the ... two years or so I have been aware of this, my brain has been trying to come up with an excuse to make a Casey and Andy joke, and I have not been letting it because of bizarre parasocial awkwardness. There was no smooth opportunity that didn't just feel wack to me, so I sat on it.
TODAY I MADE THE JOKE. And she laughed.
So now I can stop having this ludicrous unfinished joke process running in my brain making me feel weird and selfconscious.
(Context: she was talking about a new Shadowrun novel she has coming out, I said something to the effect of "As an old Casey and Andy reader, I'm just thinking Shadowrun's an application of international jewel thievery", and all was fine.)
Do join me in laughing at my own self-inflicted social anxiety and its pleasant resolution!
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