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Crap in a hat. I can't actually write this Chanukah fic. Half the point of the fic is Bob being Jewish--I thought that was fair game, since Bob's background seems to be pretty up for debate in fanon. Unfortunately, I just got done watching "Chasing Amy," something I haven't done in a few years, and Bob was raised Catholic. It's in that big OOC monologue he gives about Amy. There goes THAT.
How the hell else can I work Chanukah into a View Askewniverse story? How, I ask you? How how how? Seriously. I can't think of anything. No other major characters in the Askewniverse besides the ones in "Dogma" seem inclined to give a shit about religion even if they were Jewish. Chanukah took place about 800 AD, if I recall, and therefore has not even a tangential connection with anything having to do with Christianity or anything that would have taken place in "Dogma". Please, don't make me revert to Jay and Bob as Macabees. No. No no no no no. This was such a bad idea.
And this was shaping up to be a fairly OK story too. I figured out how to make Jay all SADD-depressed without being uncharacteristically angsty. I even worked in a "Cannibal: The Musical" reference, just because I could.
Hahaha. Who cares? What does it matter, in the great scheme of things, that I couldn't complete a simple little holiday fic for a challenge? Nothing. No. It doesn't matter. I will go on to bigger and better things. I have a much more productive existence in front of me. Alles ist gut and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
j_crew_guy will hopefully understand.
I am supposed to be doing German. I have to write a little story and read it in front of the class for my final exam. Here it is:
Es war einmal ein Prinz ohne einen Prinzessin. Er hat ein Frosch. Ihr Stiefmutter hat den Frosch geküsst. Wann hat sie es geküsst, der Frosch hat in ein Drache verwandelt. Der Drache hat die Steifmutter gegessen. Der König war traurig wann er hat gewusst, weil er hat keine Frau. Der Prinz war glücklich, und es hat der Drache geküsst. Der Drache hat in eine Hexe verwandelt. Die Hexe und der Prinz hat heiraten. Der König hat ein neue Frosch gekauft.
Translation:
Once upon a time there was a prince without a princess. He had a frog. His stepmother kissed the frog. When she kissed it, it turned into a dragon. The dragon ate the stepmother. The king was sad when he knew, because he didn't have a wife anymore. The prince was happy, and he kissed the dragon. The dragon turned into a witch. The witch and the prince got married. The king bought another frog.
No. I don't know, really. I'm so fucking tired. God, that story sounds like something a kindergartener would write. I'm going to go to bed and think about lizards.
How the hell else can I work Chanukah into a View Askewniverse story? How, I ask you? How how how? Seriously. I can't think of anything. No other major characters in the Askewniverse besides the ones in "Dogma" seem inclined to give a shit about religion even if they were Jewish. Chanukah took place about 800 AD, if I recall, and therefore has not even a tangential connection with anything having to do with Christianity or anything that would have taken place in "Dogma". Please, don't make me revert to Jay and Bob as Macabees. No. No no no no no. This was such a bad idea.
And this was shaping up to be a fairly OK story too. I figured out how to make Jay all SADD-depressed without being uncharacteristically angsty. I even worked in a "Cannibal: The Musical" reference, just because I could.
Hahaha. Who cares? What does it matter, in the great scheme of things, that I couldn't complete a simple little holiday fic for a challenge? Nothing. No. It doesn't matter. I will go on to bigger and better things. I have a much more productive existence in front of me. Alles ist gut and
j_crew_guy will hopefully understand. I am supposed to be doing German. I have to write a little story and read it in front of the class for my final exam. Here it is:
Es war einmal ein Prinz ohne einen Prinzessin. Er hat ein Frosch. Ihr Stiefmutter hat den Frosch geküsst. Wann hat sie es geküsst, der Frosch hat in ein Drache verwandelt. Der Drache hat die Steifmutter gegessen. Der König war traurig wann er hat gewusst, weil er hat keine Frau. Der Prinz war glücklich, und es hat der Drache geküsst. Der Drache hat in eine Hexe verwandelt. Die Hexe und der Prinz hat heiraten. Der König hat ein neue Frosch gekauft.
Translation:
Once upon a time there was a prince without a princess. He had a frog. His stepmother kissed the frog. When she kissed it, it turned into a dragon. The dragon ate the stepmother. The king was sad when he knew, because he didn't have a wife anymore. The prince was happy, and he kissed the dragon. The dragon turned into a witch. The witch and the prince got married. The king bought another frog.
No. I don't know, really. I'm so fucking tired. God, that story sounds like something a kindergartener would write. I'm going to go to bed and think about lizards.
