Oh, Florida. My feelings on you have so not changed. See, I love going to the beach because standing out in the ocean feeling pushed and pulled by the waves is my ultimate zen place. But everything else about Florida sucks. I'm sadly stranded most of the time, as I don't have a vehicle and Grandmum is often working during the week. And I can never figure out her moods, so I never know if she's pissed at me or if I've done something. She always just says things "are not a problem," and I can't tell when she's being serious or not. I've been sick probably half the time I've been here, and I think it's just stress because I have no idea what she thinks of me. [/whining]
Anyway. I figured I should link to this
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dresden_resource post I did:
Occult Chicago, including maps and some basic info on how to write the city. I want to do a full primer in the future, but I'll likely need
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binz's help, as she has actually been there.
So I made a big Google Map of all the important locations in the Dresdenverse, right? And Priscilla, the Official Dresden Files Fan, commented on it. Which was weird and uncomfortable and I've heard enough about her that I really just want her to go away. D8 [/so yeah]
Also, if you have seen Brokeback Mutants The Mutant Kids Are All Right X-Men First Class, you need to be following
Limited Release. It's apparently a White Collar/X-Men fusion, but I have never seen White Collar and can tell you it's fucking phenomenal. In turns tense, sweet, and fucking hilarious. I have so many lines I love, but my favorite bit is probably:
"It's my home; I can have a guest."
"Well, Summers isn't a guest, he's a criminal, which means he's mine," Erik retorts. "He goes where I say."
Summers, because apparently he picks up social cues to back the fuck off as well as Hank does, pipes up to say, "I don't care where we stay, but I'm not leaving Hank alone with this guy," and glower at Charles.
Don't worry, Charles interjects here reassuringly. I may have convinced him I'm a sexual predator. Alex appears actually to have some commendable protective instincts.
I don't even want to know, Erik thinks back.
You will love it, I promise you. Go read, guys.
God, I'm hungry. Yet, as mentioned, stranded. Am seriously thinking about walked down five blocks to the grocery sto--- oh, shit, I have no money until I cash my check. Fuck, nevermind. 8\ I'll just sit here and work on MoC.
Originally posted at DW. Comment here or
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