And once again, Holmes group-watch is the best damn thing about my week, period. ♥ I have so much fun and I laugh so much and it's just incredibly good to fangirl out with like-minded people for a couple of hours. (Or... almost six hours, now. Wooboy.) And today I did a Good Thing as a member of the fandom and found a documentary scifichicx was looking for and uploaded it for the community, and she's drawing me art in return! I haven't had someone art on my behalf in YEARS, I'm so excited about this!

Of course, this entirely ruins my attempt to reassert a normal sleep schedule, but I really don't care because this is one of the few things that makes me happier than sleeping. :D Sun's coming up soon and it's supposed to hit 85 degrees, I'm probably going to sweat off a pound before I wake up. It's weather like this that almost tempts me into sleeping naked... but I've only done that a couple of times in my life, and I don't think 85 is bad enough to spur that on. (Maybe Sunday when it's supposed to hit 90. >.> )

Okay, quick meme answers and then I'm off to catch some Zs if I can:

16. Do you write romantic relationships? How do you do with those, and how “far” are you willing to go in your writing? ;)

I pretty much exclusively write romantic relationships. I'll write gen once in a while, but 95% of what I write involves people in love... or if not in love, then at least doing filthy things to each other. xD There was a time when I wrote porn like it was my job. That time has passed, now it's clearly only a hobby. I just much prefer people doing pleasant things together than people doing cruel things to each other.


Letters meme: Day 3 — Your parents

Dear Mom,

I'm sorry everything is getting on your nerves these days. It makes me really sad when you tell me I'm the only person in the family you don't want to kill, except I'm pleased that you don't want to kill me too. I do everything I can to make your life easier, I just wish it was enough to make an appreciable difference in how you feel every day.

I'm also really sad that I have to hide a significant portion of the truth about myself from you, but the last thing I need is to make you have a breakdown because the one person you can stand on a daily basis happens to be bisexual. I believe that you would love me anyways, I just have no intention of putting that belief to the test in case I'm wrong. Sometimes you're the only person in the family I don't want to kill, too, and I don't want to lose that.

Love,
your favorite offspring.


Dear Dad,

I know you think I'm scared of you. I'm not. You just make it really fucking hard to be in the same room as you sometimes. Also, because you're the one who found out I'm bisexual, I would really appreciate it if you could not harp on about how being gay is a sin every time Kurt has more than a few minutes on screen when we're watching Glee together. You could stand to be a little more like Burt Hummel, I think. You don't have to approve of me, just stop talking about it, for god's sake. It's not like I'm ever going to bring home a girlfriend to meet you.

I know that you're sick, and it's fucking with you every day, and that sucks, but I really wish you weren't so unpleasant to everyone in the family. Just... go on vacation or something. Go see your family in Massachusetts or Ohio or Florida or wherever, just be somewhere that isn't here for a few days. Maybe it'll make you happier. Mom honestly is afraid you're going to try hurting yourself and I can't force you to see a psychiatrist or talk about your issues like a normally emotional human being, so please figure out some way to deal with your shit so life can go back to normal around here and I don't have to deal with my sisters freaking out and my mother on the verge of a breakdown any more.

I love you, I just don't like you very much right now.

Love,
your eldest child.