Irreconciliable differences

[cimorene]

Wax dragged me into her slippery series of progressively more ridiculous bandoms and I just spent several hours watching videos of My Chemical Romance even though I hate their fucking music because she insisted Gerard and Frank were really cuddly and then the little bitches didn't even cuddle once and I haven't been in a situation where I would need to talk to her about story ideas for a really long time, and so I'm just now discovering that she is seriously the worst enabler ever. I keep wanting to talk about germinating fic ideas with her and she's so unresponsive she might as well be comatose, and I can't even think about them without someone to talk with, let alone write anything. I told her if we ever for some reason get a divorce I will cite this disability, but she says you don't need a reason to divorce in Finland (good thing, because it will save embarrassment). So I'll just have to whine and sulk a lot. Or do something else. I haven't tried to write without enabling/cheerleading/chatting help for such a long time that I didn't even realise that I suck at it until, like, this week. Huh.