I have an iron stomach, I can eat day old meat, day old milk, dodgey soup, bad vegetables that have been in my fridge since god knows when and 1kg of meat in one sitting.
What it apparantly CAN'T handle is my mother's cooking. History has proven once again, that out of all the world's bad food, my mum's still manages to out bid them all. As soon as she pulls out of one of her quick (read:lazy), experimental recipes I succumb to food poisoning. This time it was fried spam with fried egg and curry... in the same dish, cooked, together. I am down for the count.
Been sick for two days and counting. It is the nausea that keeps on giving.
The flist is my only source of happy:
FMA
Pawns by
velvet_mace Rated: R for violence
Pairings: Roy x Ed, Al x Winry
Summary: Al is flesh again, Ed is retired, Winry's in love and Roy is in jail, and the Army wants to use all of them, willing or not, for a despicable purpose.
Why: It isn't often you stumble along a fic that has the kind of fast paced, relentlessly riveting plot which keeps you up until the wee hours of the morning. FMA especially, is terribly hard to write outside of canon which hasn't already been done. What I love most about FMA canon IS it's ability to stab you in the heart with its ideas on tattoos and the social structure that reinforces these taboos. This fic does that rare thing of setting the good guys to do bad things, extremely, sick-in-your-heart bad things, but somehow you end up finding it reasonable in the larger picture and cannot help but still recognise them as the 'good' guys. It creates consequences for the new alchemy the fic invents for the FMA world, making it real and a thrill to read.
SGAxSPN
"Rollin" by
tzi and
zaganthiFandom: Stargate Atlantis x Supernatural
Pairing: Rodney Mckay x Dean Winchester
Rated: NC-17
Why: Set after Return Part 1, Rodney is stuck on the side of a road after his (classic, yet, predictably cheap) car has broken down. A hot car with a hot guy comes by to clean his pool see if he can help. This has two of my favourite fandom people in terms of being too hot to function and slotting them together is like porn in action *points to rating*. I like how the edges of their lives hang around them making this encounter seem like an oasis of fun and release amidst the tensions in their lives. It's hot and dusty, with enough lovely imagery to bring sexy back.
Everyone, please eat delicious things while I cannot. Let me live vicariously.