February 13th, 2009
- 13:03 I almost forgot about ~family therapy~ today. I have some things to say to the dogs, that is for damn sure. #
- 13:34 FUCK. I am very glad that I WASN'T working on my exchange fic, but PISSED that I lost about 45 minutes' work on costume!fic. #
- 22:09 Coraline was AWESOME. Mom preferred nitpicking it according to the Old Testament. Buzzkill. Headache the size of 3-D movie screen now. #
- 22:14 Also: found out in family therapy today that we're going to MA and ME next week. FUCK. Must talk to Perdi and LadyAnne. (also: cried. fail.) #
Family counseling was... immensely counterproductive for the first 50 minutes. Then we ran half an hour over when things actually started getting honest and not all about Rachael's ex-friend fucking her boyfriend last week. (Not. A family. Problem. Don't want to hear it.) Three out of the five of us ended up crying. Of course, my father doesn't cry. I made myself cry, how lame is that?
After that, Mom and Julia and Rachael and I went to Syracuse. Rachael went shopping with her friend. Julia and Mom and I saw Coraline 3-D.
I loved it. My mother disliked it. Julia also disliked it. What bothered my mother most, no lie, was the inclusion of a dowsing rod and reading tea leaves. Because it's "against the Old Testament" and "anti-Christian." Yep, that's my mom...
Now Gabrielle is taunting a Nathan. :D As soon as she drops him on his head, I can go to bed. Hooray for "oops, going out of town" character comas, and the facilitation thereof! xD And also for the arrogant, narcissistic, darkly hilarious nature of a Gray in any universe. somuchfun. *hugs on
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Tomorrow. Tomorrow I am seriously not going to do anything except finish at least two of the three things I'm writing. NOT ANYTHING. Unless my parents ask me to do something. BUT THEN RIGHT BACK TO WRITING.
This Lunesta I am about to put in my mouth is the last one I have.
- Mood:
sleepy
- Music:The Cure - Plainsong
Rachael has an endoscopy in an hour or so. Mom and Dad are both going with her. I'll probably sleep then. Maybe.
I hate that stage when you're not asleep, but you're too goddamn exhausted to move, so you just lay there with your eyes closed and wish like hell you weren't conscious any more. It's a shitty place to be for two hours.
Would like to finish this story before I sleep, but apparently I can't finish anything longer than 400 words right now.
Yesterday there was no snow left in the backyard. Now, there is snow covering it again. Fuck that.
Here, have some funny.
Brains (parody of Shoes)
Jizz In My Pants: the Peter Petrelli remix
The last macro in this set...
...and some of these but especially the last one.
Not funny, made me jizz in my pants: Anne Hathaway to play Viola in Twelfth Night for the New York Public Theater's Shakespeare in the Park program. Oh holy fuck, I need to get to NYC just to see this.
Note to self: post E songs later.
eta: one hour later, I have finished costume!fic for Moorish, now I pass out.
- Music:Naked Raven - Skin
- Mood:
exhausted
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( the letter E and the number 8! )
- Mood:
dirty
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I've listed five words I use often (too often even) in fanfics. Your job is to write a one-sentence fic inspired by each one. (Any fandom is OK, even if I don't follow it.) Then list your own five favorite words in your journal and see how they inspire your friends.
My five words:
Gently
Tilted
Dark
Pins (in the context of "down", not the context of "safety")
Trembling
And for your viewing pleasure:

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- Mood:
busy