They're trying to be insidious, but they're really just incredibly annoying. I've had about 10 of them so far today (two of them posted the exact same thing to the exact same entry, how uncreative!) and it's a pain to manually delete them and flag them as spam and then make up mean cuss words to mutter under your breath. If anything, they've robbed me of that precious, delicious "Oooooooh!! Someone made a comment! In my LJ!" feeling you get if you've got email notification set. It's just not thrilling anymore, dammit. You get your hopes up and oh, look, it's "janisoxafu". ...whose journal still exists, even though I've flagged at least three comments as spam. Something tells me LJ ain't exactly got the best and brightest at work on this.
In other news, I've been super busy. I'm going to Readercon on Saturday to participate in a radio drama panel (12:00 noon in some room or another! Check your schedule!) and possibly actually say something useful and intelligent. The odds are 12 to 1 against Useful and Intelligent, so get your bets in now. Apart from that, I'm 13 pages into Episode 4 of RotRB and everything is almost resolved. I got to write a catfight tonight and you didn't. It's not exactly hard to do, all you have to do is write something like this:
/SFX/ AND HERE WE HAVE A GOOD OLD-FASHIONED CAT FIGHT WITH LOTS OFI also had written "TOO BAD NONE OF YOU LADS ARE PRESENT TO ENJOY IT" but that broke the page count and I don't like that, so out it went.
THE AD-LIBBED SCRABBLING AND THE SQUABBLING AND THE BITING
Judging from what we've done and what we're about to do, the final projects (both RED SHIFT Missions 1 and 2) will be real delights, I hope. Some of the cast members are quoting lines on the Internets already. That's a good omen, right? I mean, they like the lines and they had to say them over and over again into microphones! So maybe you listeners will find some to quote, too! And then there'll be t-shirts and memes and lolcats and I'll clutch my head and go OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I WROUGHT. And then I'll love each and every one of you. But probably silently.
Now it's off to bed where I'll read some amusing anecdotes about Al Boasberg or Bob Benchley, and then turn off the light and await the cat's 4 AM adventures. What a day.