More things. + Another fanfic!
So today at work, as all the other guys were talking sports, one of my coworkers was like, "Hey, Justin, do you like sports?" And I said, "Well, no, not really." And she says something along the lines of "So there ARE guys out there who aren't totally obsessed with sports!" And so of course I said, "Yeah, but we're all gay." Which got everyone onto this really fun tangent about sexual orientation, the high point of which was Tami's "Actually, I know a straight guy who doesn't like sports. *pause* Well, he's married. We're not sure about him." Lol.
In other news, Career Services is, for once, having an interesting workshop at a time I can go. So I'll totally be at "How to Land an Internship" tomorrow. And I may even go to class! (Ooh, aah.) All that being contingent on whether I've made good enough headway into my Logic homework, of course.
Finally, have some links:
1. Now this would be interesting. Ah, the joys of one missing comma and badfic_quotes.
2. I saw one of these ads once and lol'd. I'm half-glad and half-disappointed they finally figured it out. I really want to know what they thought it meant, anyway. I'd say some twenty-something working there had a hand in getting it out in public for the lulz, except I doubt anyone who knew what it meant would have been able to keep enough of a straight face for that to work. Plus, that would be career suicide. However, the idea that no one there knew that phrase is mind-boggling. *shakes head*
3. And I know that one guy's been spamming every trans comm on LJ with this, but I thought it was a cool story, so for folks who haven't had their flists eaten by all his posts: the trans chicken.
Oh, and writing_game's still open, don't know for how long. I may or may not try to sqeeze in another fic before the board closes. If I do, I'll edit.
ETA: Did it. All I had to do was fake to the muses that I was going to sleep, and I had the first paragraph within three minutes. (Lol, I'm onto you guys!) Anyway, here's the double-drabble I came up with. (I was complaining to the muses that Sam/Ruby isn't even my OTP, so they showed mercy and got the Wincest in there too.)
And That Was All
Those four months without his brother, Sam had been lost. Ruby had been convenient, and that was all. She had been his teacher and then, when missing Dean had gotten to be too much, had been his lover, and he would feel her and know that, at least for the moment, he was still alive, and there was at once hope and a curse in that.
But the relationship was a matter of need, and that was all. Neither of them had delusions that it was anything more, and they would have been the last to deny that it was seriously fucked up when you got to thinking about it. Ruby, being Ruby, didn’t honestly care, and Sam, for his part, tried not to think about it.
She had been there, and Dean hadn’t, and that was all. But the day Dean came back, alive and whole and Dean, the world shifted again. Because Dean was there, but so were the secrets and the lies and everything that both of them knew was hovering between them, unsaid. It would have to remain unsaid, or things would change - but things had already changed, fractured, broken. And that was all it took.
In other news, Career Services is, for once, having an interesting workshop at a time I can go. So I'll totally be at "How to Land an Internship" tomorrow. And I may even go to class! (Ooh, aah.) All that being contingent on whether I've made good enough headway into my Logic homework, of course.
Finally, have some links:
1. Now this would be interesting. Ah, the joys of one missing comma and badfic_quotes.
2. I saw one of these ads once and lol'd. I'm half-glad and half-disappointed they finally figured it out. I really want to know what they thought it meant, anyway. I'd say some twenty-something working there had a hand in getting it out in public for the lulz, except I doubt anyone who knew what it meant would have been able to keep enough of a straight face for that to work. Plus, that would be career suicide. However, the idea that no one there knew that phrase is mind-boggling. *shakes head*
3. And I know that one guy's been spamming every trans comm on LJ with this, but I thought it was a cool story, so for folks who haven't had their flists eaten by all his posts: the trans chicken.
Oh, and writing_game's still open, don't know for how long. I may or may not try to sqeeze in another fic before the board closes. If I do, I'll edit.
ETA: Did it. All I had to do was fake to the muses that I was going to sleep, and I had the first paragraph within three minutes. (Lol, I'm onto you guys!) Anyway, here's the double-drabble I came up with. (I was complaining to the muses that Sam/Ruby isn't even my OTP, so they showed mercy and got the Wincest in there too.)
And That Was All
Those four months without his brother, Sam had been lost. Ruby had been convenient, and that was all. She had been his teacher and then, when missing Dean had gotten to be too much, had been his lover, and he would feel her and know that, at least for the moment, he was still alive, and there was at once hope and a curse in that.
But the relationship was a matter of need, and that was all. Neither of them had delusions that it was anything more, and they would have been the last to deny that it was seriously fucked up when you got to thinking about it. Ruby, being Ruby, didn’t honestly care, and Sam, for his part, tried not to think about it.
She had been there, and Dean hadn’t, and that was all. But the day Dean came back, alive and whole and Dean, the world shifted again. Because Dean was there, but so were the secrets and the lies and everything that both of them knew was hovering between them, unsaid. It would have to remain unsaid, or things would change - but things had already changed, fractured, broken. And that was all it took.