omg. Jonathan Coulton and Felicia Day just performed Still Alive at PAX. Best. Thing. Ever.

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Well, that was quite the exciting ending to the Mets' game, huh? Beltran's grand slam was HUGE. I just wish the bullpen didn't suck so much. I just almost typed something, but then I deleted it, because, okay, yes, I am superstitious about some things, and there's no sense in tempting fate or the gods of baseball by saying dumb things.

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I am SO FUCKING ITCHY. Over the course of the day, I have accumulated a bunch of bug bites of some sort, and they are driving me bugfuck, as it were. Or possibly they are hives. I don't even know. I am just SO ITCHY OMG. GAH.

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That meme where you post the first lines of your last 25 stories is going around again, but I did it fairly recently, so I decided I would do the last lines of the last 25 stories I've written, not counting the story I wrote for spn_summergen (and I am still interested in hearing if anyone who didn't know going in which one was mine picked it out) (okay, technically, I also wrote a pinch hit for spn_summergen, which may or may not be readily identifiable as mine; I say yes, but I always think that. That story is also excluded from this list.)

Anyway.

( 25 last lines, starting with the most recent )

that's actually more interesting to me than the first lines, because I see a much clearer pattern here - I like short, declarative, affirmative last sentences, for the most part. Often, though you can't see it here, they get their own paragraphs, as well. Possibly sometimes I am too definitive, too "let's wrap this up now," but even though the sentences are definitely endings, I don't always tie up all the loose ends in the stories. Also, you can tell I write a lot less shippy fic these days, because only two stories end with kisses. Though I still end with people falling asleep fairly often, if they are not driving off into the sunset.

One of the things I like about doing these sorts of memes is that I reread my stories, and you know, I don't suck at this. I really like almost all of the stories I write. They make me happy, and I guess that's the whole point, right? I need to keep that in mind when I feel completely unable to write, like I do right now.

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I really wanted to post birthday fic for Akito, but I keep falling asleep at my keyboard D:

SO TIRED. SCHOOL, WHY SO HARD.

Hopefully tomorrow, and I'd like to finish the Shoon/Goseki/Kawai too. Meanwhile, 誕生日おめでとう〜 to Akito-kun! I hope there was a cake, and possibly Junta popping out of it.

Full-Length Fics
• Ghosts of December written by brighty18. On a snowy December evening, Sirius relives the past. :: light R.
• Of Birthdays, Pudding and Capitalist Woes written by musicgeekgirl26. Sirius has danced, he has exploded a couch pillow or two, and he has drunk just enough Firewhiskey to be pleasantly fuzzy around the edges. :: PG-13.

Updated Fics and Works in Progress
• Alpha, Beta written by cursedinsanity was updated with Chapter 4. AU. The summer for just-sixteen Sirius Black is looking to be a boring one, especially since his family is taking him to go on holiday to some southern part of France. But then, he meets him. :: PG-13.
• Ragnarok written by vyadh was updated with Chapter 4. In the months preceding Remus’ eighteenth birthday, old wounds are opened again when a past foe reappears in his life. Sirius, wanting to help, isn’t quite sure how to handle his troubled friend. :: PG-13 to R.

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I just found an ant in my underwear. The worst part is, I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG HE WAS IN THERE D: D: D:

I'm totally psyched that ABC/Kisumai gets another couple concerts, and I'm not ready to panic yet about the whole ABC-Z thing. Not that Johnny hasn't done crazier things, I just...it just feels like something cute to me. I just think it's a way to cash in further on Hasshi's popularity with concerts. In general, the name sort of feels like an "ABC+friendZ" sort of thing. You know, like "Johnny's Jrs A to Z!! ♥" So maybe it's just a way to get popular jrs like Shoon and Hasshi in concert with them.

Besides, I already wrote ABC+Shoon. It's practically canon.

In other news, re the hotness of Yabu in the Dream Boys stuff: MY BOYS. DON'T GROW UP YOU ARE BABIES NOOO. Why so hot and adult, Yabu? Damn you, Kame and Koki, for teaching my cute little juniors how to be smokin hot idols! THINK OF THE KOUHAI :'|

It's Only Dancing

Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: fun for the whole family
Ship: Ten/Rose
Summary: It's the Jazz Age, Rose!
A/N: This is for my dear casirafics, in honor of her birthday. *hug* I'm sorry it's late! I was trying to teach myself the Charleston so I could actually write about. I think I've scarred my cats for life. This is about 950 words. Set about midway through the second season.

( "You, Rose Tyler, are the bee's knees and the cat's pajamas." )

Ugh, I feel icky. I think it's because it's humid, I didn't have enough to eat or drink yesterday, got home late, and got up early to move my car. (I'm sure it was perfectly fine where it was, but I like having it near, just in case I need to get to it in a hurry. What if one of my cats is sick or injured?)

Anyway.

Also, there's some kind of Harley Davidson convention going on, which means there's a fairly constant stream of bikers riding by, and my landlord tells me they're closing off Lincoln Memorial Highway, which, I discovered yesterday evening, is the best, easiest, simplest way to get to I-94. And it's pretty! It goes around a park and along Lake Michigan, past our very pretty art museum.

Harrumph.

I finished watching Season Three of "Angel" the other day.

( Sucks to be you, Wes. )

unfitforsociety has been updated with 32 recs for August 2008:

* 21 Supernatural
* 4 Iron Man
* 4 Crossovers
* 2 BtVS/Angel
* 1 West Wing

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I am running to catch a train, but does anyone have a copy of "Angel Food" by Ani DiFranco they could share? I thought I had it, but apparently not.

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The haiku that got me an early concert wristband at PAX:

This line: gigantic.
At its end, we all should get
Big achievement points.

Enforcer: "We're working on that."

Oh so many people....

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From the Obama campaign - why McCain's VP pick is the stuff of lunacy, in a nutshell:

Today, John McCain put the former mayor of a town of 9,000 with zero foreign policy experience a heartbeat away from the presidency.

Smart pick? No. Entertaining? Absolutely.

I have passed my viva and am now a Doctor. Consequently, you may all bow before me and worship me as your queen.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Thanks to: spiderine and mcgonagalls_cat for betas. Any remaining rough edges are my fault.

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six

( In Another Life, 7/7 )

The Turkey made a delicious chicken-pesto-pasta dish last night that went quite well with politics.  We watched the DNC coverage, made fun of the hyperbole (because OMG, Keith Olbermann wants to have a million of Obama's babies), and winced and cringed through his speech.  Not because it was bad, mind you- I don't think he can deliver a bad speech.  But I hate watching people make important speeches because I so don't want them to mess up that it's like I'm there with them.  I'm like, "Come on baby, don't lose your momentum, you were reaching Bill Pullman-in-Independence-Day heights!"  Still, I must admit, I cried.  The Turkey grabbed my hand and we just sat there and listened.  He snorted when safe toys were mentioned (because we both have a strong feeling that NAFTA and the WTO will not be done away with), and I snorted when gay and lesbian rights were mentioned (because our boy is not a proponent of gay marriage, much to my dismay), but overall we were quiet and happy.  

School has started and I'm exhausted already.  This is the time of year when I don't get a day off for a few weeks at a time, because I'm working 6 days a week at the bookstore and taking 5 classes.  Starting next week, things promise to be less crazy.  Sort of.  Here's the schedule for the fall semester:

Monday:  Work 10am-6pm.
Tuesday:  School 8am- 7pm (Creative Writing, Math, Literary Analysis, Brit Lit, French).
Wednesday:  Work 1-8pm.
Thursday:  School 8am-7pm.
Friday:  Work 10am-6pm.
Saturday:  Work 9am-6pm.
Sunday:  DAY OFF THANK GOD THANK GOD THANK GOD.

I'm loving my classes so far, however.  Even Literary Analysis, which I thought had the potential to be terribly boring.  I mean, it still could be, but I really like analysis.  The professor is here on an exchange program with Hungary, and although her English is excellent, she has trouble understanding our questions sometimes.  To be fair, some of our questions are really stupid and could be answered by oh, I dunno, reading the chalk-board, but it makes for a confusing class.  It makes for some hilarity on my part, though.  For instance, yesterday we were analyzing Robert Graves' Down, Wanton, Down.  It's pretty unambiguously about a guy addressing his dick, or really his animal lust via his dick.  When we divided into groups to analyze it and were all given questions, the real fun began.  The first group's question was a very basic, "What do you think this poem is about?"  Their answer:  "It's about a soldier."  Of the girls in my group, one wouldn't talk, one ignored us and typed on her laptop the entire time, one agreed with me, and one thought it was about a soldier as well until we told her otherwise.  

Professor:  Well, do you think this is a satire, or would it be a dramatic monologue?
Me:  It's still a dramatic monologue, even though it's funny, because the author is speaking to a specific audience.
Professor:  I would not necessarily say it is funny.
Me, to my group:  I would.  Dick jokes are always funny, am I right?
Group:  *blank stare*
Me:  No?

Sigh.

Title: Care And Feeding
Pairing: Jack/OMC, Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None, really.
Notes: This is a sort of paradox; it's a chronological prequel to Nice Coat, by adina_atl, but was written second. Nice Coat is a genius of a fic and you should definitely read it first; the ideas laid out in this fic are all Adina's, I just nicked them to play around with.

( Care And Feeding )

Story: Return to me
Author: SweetJerry
Rating: M
Pairings: Remus/Sirius, Remus/Nymphadora, Harry/Ginny
Warnings: Some hinting at sex, a bit o' good ole-fashioned angst
Theme: Romance, humour, AU!fic, Hurt/Comfort
Summary: The course of history is sometimes determined by small, seemingly insignifficant actions; sometimes, it's only takes a thought in someone's head. And as the result of certain actions, Remus, Nymphadora and some other people - who, should things have been different, would undoubtedly have died - survived. It is now seven years since the war ended, and something quite unexpected happens...
Out of the Veil comes Sirius Black, with no memories from the years he's been gone, not aware of the time that has passed. And when he finds out his lover is married to his cousin's child, he is not going to be happy...

http://community.livejournal.com/remusxsirius/3021698.html

Story: Return to me (Chapter one)
Author: SweetJerry AND Angeldancing. That is, me and my girlfriend. Who can be found here at livejournal *hints discreetly*
Rating: M
Pairings: Remus/Sirius, Remus/Nymphadora, Harry/Ginny
Warnings: Some hinting at sex, a bit o' good ole-fashioned angst
Theme: Romance, humour, AU!fic, Hurt/Comfort
Summary: The course of history is sometimes determined by small, seemingly insignifficant actions; sometimes, it's only takes a thought in someone's head. And as the result of certain actions, Remus, Nymphadora and some other people - who, should things have been different, would undoubtedly have died - survived. It is now seven years since the war ended, and something quite unexpected happens...
Out of the Veil comes Sirius Black, with no memories from the years he's been gone, not aware of the time that has passed. And when he finds out his lover is married to his cousin's child, he is not going to be happy...

 

( Return to me )

We're gonna win.

*

I watched the speech at the house of these people I'd never met before. They sent out invitations through MoveOn.org, so I RSVP'd. As it turned out, I was the only person who didn't know anyone, but everyone was so nice! There was an artist who'd been to New York and the Twin Cities plenty of times. There was a woman who's sister (or sister-in-law, I forget) got her Library Science degree from the U of W-M and now works as an archivist at the Milwaukee Art Museum. We're going to be introduced. I hope. It was really lovely.

And the speech - oh my god.

Even if he can't do everything he says he'll do - I believe his intent is good, and that he gets it in ways that McCain and the Republicans just don't. He's electrifying. I'm so excited about voting for him in November!

We're gonna win.

*

I so hate parking in Milwaukee at night. There's never a spot right near my apartment, and I don't like leaving my car so far away. (Well, about two and a half blocks away. Still.) I have permits for parking at night and during the day, but I worry about things. I'll move it once the other people in my building have left for work tomorrow morning.

I have a bike now! It's pretty exciting. Wow, my legs are short. I need to get some reflective material for my jacket and bag, and a pump because the tires have lost a great deal of air. I have never inflated a tire before. This is going to be fun.

*

We're gonna win.

Title: It's a Wormtail Life
Rating: PG (some cursing though)
Disclaimer: Not Rowling.  My name doesn't even start with J.
Summary:  Peter gets a glimpse into what the world would have been without him.  And to his surprise, betraying the Potter's might have been the best mistake ever made.  R/S, obviously, but less than my usual fics.

It's a Wormtail Life

As a side note: this fic is posted on blacklupin.org, a site with a forum dedicated to Remus/Sirius fics and art.  It's also (slowly) growing into a community where we R/S fans can chat and get to know each other and such.  Please feel free to browse around it, join it, and post stuff there, and help us grow!  Even if you don't write or draw, we'd love to have you!

What a night to be alive.

I've seen dozens of posts on my flist that have already eloquently said what I feel about his oratory, his passion, his ability to communicate the powerful and necessary meaning of hope. So let me add this to those wonderful posts - I'm inspired tonight not just because of what he said but because of this:



( And this )