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Okay so LJ. WHAT EVEN. Now that's out of the way, let's talk about awesome things, shall we? Such as TOM HARDY. IN A SUPERMAN T-SHIRT sdlfkjgdflkhjfdl Apparently that pic was shopped and I am so bereft with no new filming pics that I FLAILED ALL OVER THE PLACE at the hint of something new *sob sob sob* Here, have this one instead, which is tiny and only shows the top of his head, BUT STILL. TOM HARDY.


Apparently this was on the set of The Wettest County? Idk, but it certainly looks like it. His face, you guys. HIS FAAAAAACE I LOVE IT ♥

Speaking of which, TOM HARDY COVERED IN (FAKE) BLOOD) )

And because yesterday I got yelled at for not including JGL, here is wee bb dimpleface look all sorts of delicious.


Hi bb hi hiiiii. Look at him wearing a sweater over a buttondown. SUCH A GOOD BOY ♥

Also! Today while LJ was down, I attempted to break my crushing writer's block with twitfic, which was actually a ridiculous amount of fun. And just to show you how unreasonably happy I am that I wrote some words, I'm going to share this ridiculousness with you. IT'S JUST THAT IT'S BEEN A REALLY LONG TIME SINCE I'VE WRITTEN ANYTHING YOU SEE.


1. "Those are Gucci yoga pants," Arthur frowned. "Hush darling," Eames said as he tossed the pants aside, "and show me how far you can bend."

2. After years of dancing around, Arthur finally pushes Eames against the wall. He traces his thumb over Eames' lower lip. "Kiss me," he says.

3. Eames pushes his fingers in where Arthur is all wet & open & slick with his come. "You like that?" Eames asks. Arthur moans & begs for more.

4. "Your arse looks exquisite in your impeccably tailored Italian wool trousers," Eames says. "Thanks", Arthur says. "Now shut up and fuck me."

5. "This one." Arthur holds a tie up to Eames' neck. Eames scowls. "I'll let you tie me up with it," Arthur says. "I'll take two," Eames grins.

6. Eames rubs slick fingers where Arthur is stretched tight around his cock before pushing one in. "You're so pretty when you take it for me."

7. "This is appalling," Arthur says, holding up a photo. "I was 19," Eames starts, then notices the heated look in Arthur's eyes. "Oh, Arthur."


1. "You look hot,"Merlin says, touching Arthur's new glasses. "You always say that," Arthur tells him. "Because it's always true." Merlin says.

2. Arthur pushes Merlin back and pins his hands above his head. "What do I win?" Merlin asks breathlessly. "Anything you want," Arthur replies.

3. "Magic?" Arthur frowns. Merlin waits, frozen on the edge of the moment until Arthur steps close and smiles. "Show me," he says. Merlin does.

I know I know but THEY ARE WORDS. THAT I WROTE. This is kind of a big deal for me right now, and I'm taking my victories where I can find them SO THERE :D

In other news, I am in fact going to switch my default user icon. MAYBE. [ profile] derryere is working on it. Until then SOMEONE HOLD ME D: D: D:
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So, you guys. Rule Ten is finished. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF RIGHT NOW. I have grown ridiculously attached to this story and these boys and I am sort of a mess and WHAT DO I DO NOW SLDKGJSLGJSD HELP SOMEONE HOLD ME. It all started back in January when I had a crappy day and asked my flist to send porn. I had been talking about jailbait Eames and said, and I quote, c'mon fandom, let's see what you got. APPARENTLY SKELLER TOOK THIS AS A PERSONAL CHALLENGE.

Anyway, I've posted several times about how good this fic is for me because of how it hits all of my buttons, but one thing I haven't talked about, and part of what made this whole experience so amazing for me, was the sense of community that surrounded it. Skeller posted that first part in January, and has updated almost every single day since then, which is just really fucking impressive in and of itself. As time went on, the group of followers grew, and there was discussion in the comments, comment fic within the fic, and twitterflail all over the place as we all got more and more invested together. And having all of these conversations and watching the whole story unfold and being part of this whole process - it was just really fucking cool, okay. It's one of those things that just happens that you couldn't plan if you tried, and then when it's over you just look back and say THAT WAS AWESOME. It's one more example of what makes fandom so amazing for me.

I told Skeller at one point that I had developed a Pavlovian response to her BAM tweets (which is how she would let us know there was a new part) but the truth is that the response was to her Twitter icon I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING. She always updated when it was evening for me, and it became this huge part of how I'd unwind from the day. When I'd see a tweet from her in the early evening, I knew she was home from work and that an update was soon on its way, and I kid you not, I would just feel this sense of calm wash over me. THE BELL WAS RINGING, MY DINNER WAS ON ITS WAY.

She said she wrote this fic for me, which is lovely and generous and so very flattering, but I don't think it's altogether true. Yes, it had all of my kinks, which, really, SO FUCKING GOOD FOR ME DID I MENTION THAT. But the thing is, when you dig down underneath all the words (AND THE TYPOS ♥) at the heart of it, this is a love story. And it's one that is constructed with so much care and respect for the characters and the kinks that this is so much more than OH HEY I WROTE THIS FIC FOR YOU BECAUSE I HEARD YOU LIKE THESE THINGS. It's the kind of fic that's messy and intense and smudged with sweat and tears and fingerprints, which maybe sounds a little bit gross, but what I'm trying to say is that there is a lot of heart. THERE IS A LOT OF HEART ♥

And now poor Skeller is suffering from an epic case of top drop after hurting us so good for two and a half months and is in desperate need of some snuggles and cookies, which you should totally give her because she is amazing and deserves them all. Then you should go write some kinky porn. Except Skeller, who should just eat cookies and snuggle. WHAT DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT SHE WROTE ME 150K OF FIC SHE GETS A PASS ON THIS ONE OKAY.
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Today's post is brought to you courtesy of the 34495065786 tears I shed while wrestling Photobucket into submission. And for the record, I am not very good at wrestling, okay. Do you know what this means? I NEED CALMING ENERGY. Or, you know, pretty boys.


YES YES THAT IS MUCH BETTER. He is so lovely that I cannot even get a wee bit upset about the hoodie and the neckbeard and the questionable scarf choice. At least this way I don't have to worry about getting intimidated if he's dressed better than I am.

Other things that I find soothing: the never ending hilarity of Google Analytics keyword searches. I will never understand how google actually decides to send people to my journal some of the time, but it always makes me laugh. Sometimes they seem completely random (French man with purple scarf), sometimes they are not so random at all (I want to lick his ass), sometimes I cringe for the poor innocent people who took a wrong turn on the interwebs and ended up here (pi day activities 5th grade), sometimes they just leave me in a fit of helpless giggles (Colin Morgan should play an elf), and sometimes I am just like WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN (rimming and evil prostate treatment.) And sometimes, like in the days after I post nonsensical flail about Tom Hardy flashing his junk all over the place, the internet goes and delights me all the way to my toes.

See for yourself )

Speaking of Tom Hardy and all of his lovely parts, I'm pretty sure he could have had Photobucket pinned and begging in about three seconds flat. OR, YOU KNOW, ME.


And while his back does so many amazing things for the endless porn theater happening inside my head, I like him from the front even better.



*Another keyword search. Idk what it means, but I find that imagining Tom Hardy whispering that in my ear makes me forget all about the pain inflicted by Photobucket. GO ON TRY IT. I PROMISE IT IS AWESOME :D
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1. CONFESSION: I have not yet watched yesterday's episode of Merlin. I... cannot even explain what is going on on my flist right now, and to be honest, I am sort of terrified D: WHAT THE FUCK YOU GUYS. As far as I can tell, I need to get really drunk to get through it or want to punch someone in the face after watching it or possibly give up on the show forever or think it is the awesomest thing ever or I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT OKAY D:

2. Everyone should go check out the Not My Fandom Fest hosted by [ profile] pocky_slash because it is hilarious. [ profile] callowyn's take on Inception is so freaking awesome I cannot even deal.

3. Let's talk about Earl, shall we? As some of you know, I have had a thing for Earl for awhile now. I believe it was [ profile] froggie who first introduced me to the fabulousness that is a gold gentleman's pleasure object and matching cufflinks, and I desperately wanted fic with him in it, but it just didn't really fit in with Merlin. Imagine my delight when Inception came along in which cufflinks are canon for fuck's sake. But here is another confession for you today: When I finally wrote Earl fic, I took some ~artistic liberties~ with the dimensions. HE IS REALLY NOT THAT BIG. I mean, I don't actually know how big he is, since its given in centimeters, which is all blah blah blah to me and I cannot be arsed to convert it, but I sort of had the feeling that he wasn't this, like, GIANT PLUG or something. But whatever, I am all in favor of stretching the truth in fic in order to, you know, stretch other things with shiny gold buttplugs. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know in the interest of full disclosure :D

4. But speaking of Earl and speaking of really big buttplugs, in the comments of yesterday's post, I talked about my plans for a sequel to Earl fic, because I am not ready to let go. Basically, it goes like this: Eames decides to buy Arthur a matching plug, but after thinking about it, he realizes that Arthur's ass is too precious for gold, so he has a PLATINUM BUTTPLUG custom made. And because it's tailor made for Arthur's magnificent ass, it can be as big as I Eames wants. AND, WELL, WE ALL KNOW THAT EAMES IS NOT AFRAID TO DREAM REALLY FUCKING BIG AM I RIGHT. So he gives it to Arthur, and Arthur is like, what the fuck were you thinking this is HUGE, but Eames is just like, come on baby, you know I'd never give you anything you can't take, and I know you can take it for me. I'll make it so good for you, I promise. And Arthur is like asdfghjkl;, and Eames is like, AW YEAH. And then, you know. EAMES FILLS ARTHUR'S PRETTY LITTLE ARSE WITH PLATINUM BECAUSE ARTHUR DESERVES NOTHING LESS, Y/Y/MFY??

5. This one is REALLY IMPORTANT okay. I am going to be in NYC next weekend hanging out with [ profile] leupagus and [ profile] merelyn (and hopefully [ profile] puckling!) On Saturday, October 23, there is going to be some sort of fangirl meetup some time at some bar in Manhattan. Which, is incredibly specific, I know. BUT I AM TOTALLY NOT IN CHARGE OF PLANNING OKAY. But the point is, everyone should come! I promise it will be awesome, and by awesome I mean, I will get drunk and force you to listen to my super serious business thoughts about assfucking. AND THEN I MAY POSSIBLY BREAK YOUR TOOTH. I AM JUST WARNING YOU ALL UP FRONT. But still! AWESOME. So, everyone go fill out this poll, and then come hang out :D ETA: The poll is on dreamwidth, so if you don't have an account there, just let me know if you're interested in coming and I can make sure you get all the details. And really, you should come. ALL OF YOU.

6. I am crying a little bit because Tom Hardy was voted off in [ profile] staraflur's hot person poll. WHAT THE FUCK YOU GUYS. Whatever, more for me.


Mmmm, those are really nice pants.

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SO. I am not actually posting today. THIS POST DOESN'T EXIST OKAY. I need to take a break from LJ so I can actually get some writing done (and you know, OTHER STUFF THAT IS NOT FANDOM WTF REAL LIFE) because JFC this place is distracting.

But if I was posting, I would absolutely not say a word about T-Hard's birthday, because that is just weird. While I am totally fine saying, I WANT T-HARD TO FUCK ME SO HARD I FORGET MY OWN NAME, acknowledging his birthday is just taking it too far. There are some lines I will not cross okay.


ANOTHER THING I WOULD DO IF I WAS ACTUALLY POSTING. So, Idk how this happens, but I feel like every day, there are more and more ridiculous scenarios I want to see written. Born from my post yesterday, I now desperately want Arthur and Eames go to the mall and JGL and Colin get stoned, then T-Hard and Bradley find them half naked and passed out. ANYONE? PLEASE??

Now, I am about to disappear into the world of THINGS THAT ARE NOT LJ, but before I go, I will give you a peek at what I am working on. [ profile] hermette is having a WIP party, and since I posted a snippet over there, I thought I would share with all of you :D

Yeah, so this is 16-year-old Arthur and his hot teacher Mr. Eames )


But yeah, I guess I don't have to say goodbye since this post doesn't exist in the first place.
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β‡’ Early morning wake up call. I've been having some weird issues with my hot water heater over the past few weeks, and today it decided that it had had enough thankyouverymuch and was no longer going to make the water nice and toasty. Of course it made this decision RIGHT AS I GOT INTO THE SHOWER. SERIOUSLY. I had about three seconds of hot water and then BAM. That is certainly one way to wake up. I shrieked and wailed like a giant baby but still managed to wash all my parts, and I gotta say, my hair is looking exceptionally shiny today. Not as shiny as Bradley's, and not so shiny that I'm willing to take a frigid shower every morning, but still.

β‡’ Inception. Uh, yeah. So what is going on with this fandom? BECAUSE IT LOOKS KIND OF AWESOME OKAY. Last summer, everyone was flailing all over the place about Star Trek, and I was busy trying to lure people back to Merlin, and by the time I got my act together to realize OMG PRETTY BOYS ON A SPACESHIP I felt like I missed the awesomest of the awesome. I don't want that to happen again! Even though I think of myself as painfully monofannish at heart, the truth is that I am very, very easy and porn and pretty boys will get me every single time, and, well, they're really fucking pretty okay and asdfghj the porn. SO GOOD. So talk to me flist, worth cheating on Merlin and Arthur? BUT ONLY UNTIL THE NEW SEASON STARTS OKAY.

β‡’ Voiceposts. They're all the rage. I have already done one that was flocked, because that shit is embarrassing for real, but I'm going to do another one because I still have more questions to answer. I figured what the hell, this one will be unlocked because basically you have already seen me at my most ridiculous, so nothing I say is going to be that much of a shock. Let me know if there is anything you want me to say, and I shall try. Probably though, I will end up distracted by the first question and babble on at length about random shit. AS I DO. Now everyone will know that I say wudder and haaaaarible and beeeeaghd and Murray Christmas. I PROMISE IT IS MORE AWESOME THAN IT SOUNDS.

Happy Saturday, lovelies ♥
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Ugh, you guys. I AM SICK. I've been feeling slightly off for the past day or so, then last night I pretty much conked out at an embarrassingly early hour and woke up this morning feeling like absolute crap. UGH UGH UGH. My goals for today involve convincing the Boy to get me a latte, reading some fic, and feeling very, very sorry for myself. IT IS A TOUGH LIFE. I would bat my eyelashes prettily and beg you all to write me porn, but 1. I'm not so sure I look very charming right now with my sickface, and 2. after all of the awesome from the Necking Fest and impromptu rimming party, I can't really ask for more without sounding awfully greedy. WHICH OKAY I AM. SO IF ANYONE IS FEELING PARTICULARLY INCLINED I WOULD NOT SAY NO TO THE HEALING POWERS OF PORN. I AM JUST SAYING. I'll also take soup, cookies, pictures of pretty things, offers to wallow with me, etc etc :D ETA: WHOEVER WRITES ME COMMENTFIC IN WHICH ARTHUR IS SICK AND POUTY AND PETULANT AND FEELS ENTIRELY TOO SORRY FOR HIMSELF *ahem* SO MERLIN BRINGS HIM SOUP THEN FIGURATIVELY SMACKS HIM AROUND A LITTLE BIT (or literally! I am good with that, too!) WILL HAVE MY UNDYING LOVE AND DEVOTION FOREVER OH YES.

Speaking of the Necking Fest, it is still going strong, so head on over to read the fics and then spread a little love. There are hickeys everywhere. AND PORN. ALSO ALSO. If you have not yet clicked over there today please allow me to give you this as an additional incentive: [ profile] derryere WROTE FIC. FOR REAL. AND IT IS NINE COMMENTS LONG! There are many, many reasons why I adore her with every fiber of my being (which perhaps someday I will elaborate on. Sneak peek: the way it sounds when she says, "UUUUGGGGHH" is really close to the top of the list ♥) and her concept of comment fic is only one of many.

In something that has nothing to do with porn or pretty voices, the Boy has decided he wants the iPhone 4, and at first I was like UM HELLO YOU HAVE A PERFECTLY FUNCTIONAL PHONE but apparently people are willing to spend a lot of money on old iPhones on eBay? I HAD NO IDEA. But yeah, I saw broken phones bid up over $100, and functioning phones selling for even more. I am not really sure I understand what is going on with that, but HEY I THINK I WANT A NEW IPHONE TOO. SO SHINY.

And that is all I got. Later I might try to do some writing (SO MANY THINGS TO WRITE OMG) but now I am just going to curl up here on the couch and feel very sorry for myself for a little bit *cough*


ETA2: The brilliant and amazing [ profile] ems has written sick Arthur comment fic here and it is delightful ♥

ETA3: And even more comment fic by [ profile] hecate_666. HOW AM I SO LUCKY.
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So, I broke my car. Or maybe it just broke all on its own. The point is IT DOESN'T WORK D: It turns out it is fixable though, it just needs a new engine. WHAT. Now I have to decide if I want to get the engine replaced or just go ahead and buy a new car. Hint: I DON'T WANT TO DO EITHER OF THOSE THINGS REALLY.

I am at the moment in this sort of in this LALALALA NOT LISTENING place, where I am ignoring the fact that whatever happens, this is gonna cost me a crap load of money, and my planned summer vacation might not happen after all, and am therefore engaging in some (totally healthy, RIGHT?) fandom-enabled avoidance therapy. I sleep easy at night knowing that no matter what happens in RL, there are always shiny things on the internet to distract me from my woes.

Like this, for example:



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So, I woke up this morning and my iPhone just randomly decided to STOP CHARGING. As in, I plug it into the charger and nothing happens. WTF WTF.

BUT! Today is going to be a good day, no matter how much my phone tries to hurt me (AND IT HURTS A LOT I REALLY LOVE THAT THING OKAY.) I had hoped to have some porn for you guys today, but... well, I DON'T. I'M SORRY I'M SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME. I can make it up to you with shoe porn?


YOU GUYS. It's like having dessert right on my feet. Every time I want to weep over my phone, I just look down and get all smiley again. I am easily distracted by shiny things, okay? DO NOT JUDGE.

And when all else fails, there is always Bradley James in a bathrobe.


How are you, my lovelies?

Bradley/Colin pic from here
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Shit happens to everyone. That's just real life. And no matter how much of a happy-go-lucky optimist you are, when there's enough of it piled on all at once, sometimes it's hard to see the light.

Sometimes it's big, and at some point everything stops and you realize that things aren't ever going to be the same again.

Sometimes it's just little crap - minor annoyances that are enough to ruin your day, but that really won't matter in the long run. Still, perspective can be hard to find when you're tired from everything else.

And sometimes, if you're really, really lucky, the mailman knocks on your door early on a dreary Monday morning to deliver a big box full of homemade chocolate chip cookies, because someone out there loves you an awful lot.

So today I will eat lots and lots of cookies, and remember that no matter what else happens, [ profile] leupagus loves me, and that's all I need right now ♥♥♥
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So I'm pretty sure that today the universe hates me.

Ironically, this morning I almost spilled my tea all over the
keyboard, and then felt a huge sense of relief at narrowly averting

I think I'm gonna go take a nap :(

Sent from my iPhone

P.S. Send me happy things? Pretty pictures? Comment fic? A NEW MACBOOK?
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I'm going underground and not resurfacing until my shamefully late [ profile] help_haiti fic is done. [ profile] troygirl68 deserves some kind of award for waiting so patiently in the face of my complete and utter fail. SERIOUSLY D:

To hold you over, have some comment fic celebrating Merlin's pretty lips. SEE YOU ON THE FLIP SIDE ♥

ETA: Since [ profile] ras_elased's post is locked, I'm reposting comment fic here. Just a fair warning that this was very hastily written and is likely riddled with errors. BUT IT IS PORN.

Pretty, pretty lips )


Feb. 23rd, 2010 10:21 pm
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And here I thought BLIZZARD was as bad as it gets. I WAS WRONG. Apparently this one is going to be a SNOW HURRICANE. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THAT.

ETA: Okay so apparently this one might not hit Philly that hard depending on the track the storm takes, but for those of you in New York, HOLD ONTO SOMETHING D:

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So I've been talking about blizzards for the past few snowstorms, but there is actually a specific list of criteria that has to be met. From wikipedia: the National Weather Service defines a blizzard as sustained winds or frequent gusts reaching or exceeding 35 mph (56 km/h) which lead to blowing snow and cause visibilities of ΒΌ mile (or 400 m) or less, lasting for at least 3 hours.

TODAY THERE WAS A BLIZZARD. I tried to get a picture, but remember that bit about visibility? YEAH, THEY WEREN'T KIDDING.

I also witnessed a GIANT TREE LIMB CRASHING TO THE GROUND almost right in front of me when I ventured outside. AND IT IS STILL SNOWING WTF.

I'm supposed to leave to go visit my sister tomorrow. It's a six hour drive, and right now almost all of the highways in the area are closed. YOU GUYS. I JUST :((

Tell me something happy?

ETA: I just put on snow pants and boots and went out on my deck in knee deep snow (NOT AN EXAGGERATION BTW) to bring you this highly amusing photo of my bird feeder:

I hope no birds come by for a snack, because I'm pretty sure that would trigger an avalanche that would mean certain death D:
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UGH, YOU GUYS. I am suffering from some kind of writing angst (wrangst?) right now. It is just. IDEK. Not writer's block exactly, but something else AND IT IS DRIVING ME CRAZY D:

So! In an attempt to snap out of it, I am stealing this meme from [ profile] hermette. It made the rounds a couple months ago and I never posted it, but perhaps talking about fic will help me write fic? I CAN HOPE ANYWAY.

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

All of my fics are here. I am more than happy to discuss even the filthiest of paragraphs (AS A MATTER OF FACT THEY HAPPEN TO BE MY FAVORITE KIND OF PARAGRAPHS), so pick anything you like. You can also ask me questions about anything I've written if, you know, you have always been wondering why Arthur came so fast that one time OR ANYTHING ELSE DEEP AND MEANINGFUL :D

ALSO. If you do not feel like finding a paragraph (BUT YOU TOTALLY SHOULD BECAUSE I THINK IT WILL BE FUN. WELL, FOR ME ANYWAY) I'll also take drabble prompts up to some number which I have not yet determined. Leave me a pairing and a one word or short phrase prompt, and I will write SOMETHING even if I have to fight for every word.

In conclusion: SEND HELP D:


Feb. 5th, 2010 03:54 pm
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Okay you guys, I am blocked. BLOCKED I TELL YOU. Aside from some comment fic and BJ/CM ridiculous porn, I have not written a single word since I finished the pinch hits for [ profile] camelotsolstice. AND I AM GETTING REALLY FRUSTRATED OKAY.

SO! It's Friday. I am home now after successfully escaping from the grocery store unscathed. You would think this would be a given, but apparently not, since there was some kind of smackdown going on in the bread aisle. There's a citywide freakout going on thanks to the impending BLIZZARD OMG.

ANYWAY the point is that I am all ready to get snowed in and write some fic, specifically spanking fic for [ profile] kinkelot only the words are stuck D:

Here is where you come in :D

[Poll #1521828]

How are all of you? Is it snowing where you are? Talk to me about inspiring un-blocky fic-type things YES PLEASE :D

ETA: WHY ARE THE TICKY BOXES NOT WORKING DDDDD: Anyway, if you wanted to vote for more than one, you can say so in the comments. WTF LJ.
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I just wanted to let everyone know that I created an account at Archive of Our Own a few months ago and I have been moving all of my fic over there. You can find it all here if you are so interested. I linked to it in my profile, but I thought I'd mention it here. Not everything is up yet, but I'm getting there.

In other news, AT&T hates me. There is no other explanation. Yesterday I stopped getting email notifications on my iPhone. The degree to which this freaks me out is probably not healthy given that not that long ago, I wasn't able to check my email at every red light, but technology is a one way road forward. Then I realized I could no longer make or receive calls. Every so often I would get a notification for voicemail, but I could not access the message. When I was finally able to contact them (which, how am I supposed to call them when my phone doesn't work, I ask you?) they told me there was a tower down, and that they would reset my phone. THEN MY PHONE WENT CRAZY AND STARTED DOING ALL OF THESE THINGS ON ITS OWN. LIGHTS BLINKING AND WHATNOT. CREEPY. After that it worked for a few hours, but today it is back to the same. Thankfully I can still text, so I am not completely cut off from everyone else, although why that works but nothing else does I have no idea. Obviously cellular technology is beyond my grasp. BUT THE VERY WORST NEWS OF ALL IS THAT I HAVE NO INTERNET ON MY PHONE. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO READ PORN WHILE IN LINE AT THE GROCERY STORE? OR STUCK IN THE WAITING ROOM AT THE DENTIST? THIS IS A TRAGEDY, I TELL YOU.

How are all of you? What do you do when you get stuck in the waiting room at the dentist and porn is not an option? FRIDAY YAY, Y/Y?



Dec. 12th, 2009 02:30 pm
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OKAY SO. I have not yet seen today's Merlin episode, and I am not going to be watching it anytime soon as I have OTHER THINGS I NEED TO BE DOING RIGHT NOW and it's not like I can just take 45 minutes to watch the episode and be done with it. There is always all the after episode discussions and whatnot and that ends up sucking the whole day away from me. I DON'T HAVE A WHOLE DAY TO GIVE RIGHT NOW.

ANYWAY. I am feeling a bit cranky today for a variety of reasons, but unfortunately I do not have time to sit and wallow on the couch eating peanut butter from the jar and watching Buffy. THIS IS WHERE YOU COME IN. Tell me something awesome. Spam me with comment fic yes please! Share some winter-holiday-of-choice music!! I know everyone is off watching Merlin and talking about Merlin and writing episode tags for Merlin but if you have a spare minute PLEASE HELP ME GET BACK TO MY HAPPY PLACE :D

An um, no spoilers for today's Merlin. Pretty please?

ETA: And now we have comment fic! ILU CLAUDIA <3

ETA2: And even more comment fic from [ profile] lillaw. YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME.
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I am pretty much in hiding until this fic is done (AND HOLY SHIT IS IT KILLING ME RIGHT NOW) but I wanted to remind everyone that posting has started over at [ profile] camelotsolstice! There will be entries posted every day between now and the end of the year. So far, there are two fics and one art, so go check them out if you haven't already.

All the entries will be posted over there so add the comm to your watch list so you don't miss out on the many awesome things which are soon to come. ONE OF WHICH WILL BE MINE IF IT KILLS ME.


Bradley claims that the beard is on its way out.



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