This is really, really not the way I would have chosen to get a day off work.

But, for the record and for anyone who's worried, I am indeed home and safe; my housemates
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sandrylene has joined another band, and is in the process of learning their songs. Since this is the Boston contingent of Sassafrass, which specializes in close harmony and songs about Norse mythology, she's in the spare room right now, singing things like "Icy sons and icy brothers, icy father, fuck fuck fuuuuuuuck!" IT'S KIND OF HILARIOUS. I spent a ( Read more... )

As usual, I've been meaning to make a post for what feels like an age and a half. And, as usual, I haven't done so, which means at this point I have about twenty million Things I Ought To Post About, and I'll only manage a few of them here. Time for a list ( Read more... )

1) Becca is insisting that I must link you all to a brief and parodic Edward Cullen/Firesong I perpetuated on IM at late o'clock. I am insisting that if you go and look at it, you ought to at least consider inflicting other, similar fic on her in the comments, because the world could do with more overwrought and cracked-out YA crossovers ( Read more... )

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First of all: the marvelous and talented rhea314 has made a podfic of my story Some Find Solace! Go have a listen!

This is a story I wrote for this year's Yuletide for edonohana. The fandom was the Dave Carter and Tracy Grammar song "The Mountain," which is the sort of thing that only counts as a fandom when Yuletide comes around, but it was tremendous fun to ( Read more... )

It has been a long week, guys. And this weekend will be busy -- mostly with fun stuff, it's true, but some of it is fun stuff that requires me to wake up early in the morning.

So of course, I and my housemates are embarked on very serious business!

That is to say, we watched two episodes of My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic -- well, really the ( Read more... )

I bought a bike this weekend!


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I never understood that saying about March coming in like a lion and going out like a lamb until I moved to New England. Nowadays, I just laugh at it, because seriously: comes in and goes out, nothing. In the Northeast the weather muddles lion and lamb as thoroughly as Aslan at his most allegorical ( Read more... )