i'll tell you now i keep it on and on
I felt unwell when I woke up yesterday morning, and as I was getting ready for work, I was seized quite forcibly with the notion that going to work - that getting on the subway - would be a terrible idea. After no little debate with myself about whether I was still too new an employee (only three months and change) to call in sick, versus whether I really wanted to have to get off the subway somewhere between the here and there because of such forcible seizing in the GI tract (when I was in college, the dermatologist prescribed me some medication for acne, which had to be taken on an empty stomach, and it made me so sick that I used to get off the A train every morning at Utica Avenue because I thought I was going to puke and I didn't want to be stuck on the train when I did. Needless to say, after a week of that, I flushed those pills down the toilet and never looked back.), good sense won out and I stayed home. I spent a good portion of the day shuffling between bedroom and bathroom. (I feel 100 times better today.)
I did a little reading, and finally realized that I was just not that into the book I'd been lugging around for the past few weeks (it's a hardcover, first of all, so every time I felt like I needed extra space in my bag for other things, it came out without regret), so I paged to the end, felt very meh about it, and put it aside. (the book was Beyond Black by Hilary Mantel, and while it has some lovely writing in it, it took forever [240 pages] to get going, and by that point, I was out of patience with and sympathy for the two main characters.)
So now I'm reading The Yiddish Policemen's Other Ball Union, which has been sitting on top of the pile of to-be-read books for a while now, but I kept getting distracted by other things. I'm only a little way in, but I am enjoying it a lot.
When I wasn't reading, I was writing, so there was fic last night:
We Killed Yamamoto
Supernatural; Sam/Dean; spoilers through Lucifer Rising; pg; 1,775 words
"I got your message."
Which is the established relationship Wincest post-finale snuggling I promised luzdeestrellas, except that it is exceptionally gen Wincest (apparently you can't call half-naked snuggling gen. who knew?) - there was originally supposed to be porn, and I couldn't even get them to kiss. *facepalm* I was lucky I got them to snuggle. They were in bed and they just kept talking.
And as I said later to
snacky, I should have given it the summary, "In which Sam quotes The Princess Bride and there is also snuggling." I always feel like I shouldn't change the summary once I've posted something, so I didn't change it, but I feel that is a better encapsulation of the story than the summary I did choose, which admittedly does tell you what it's going to be about.
I feel like I should be on FF.net. I'm bad at summaries! Please R&R anyway! *snerk*
I still have to write first-time post-finale Wincest, but I also have remixes to write and summergen (it has a title! and a plot! I just need to actually write the thing now), and half a dozen other things, so we'll see what happens.
I've also still been steadily watching Criminal Minds - I'm near the end of season 2. Last night I watched "Open Season," aka, the CM version of "The Most Dangerous Game" (does every show do one of these?), and had a little bit of cognitive dissonance when there was no brotherly emoporn when the younger brother was wounded. I mean, I cheered the girl on when she turned the game around and stabbed him, but I still had a moment of "dude, where's my emoporn and brotherly clutching?" when the older brother left him there to keep hunting her. I was primed for it by the fact that they were listening to Boston when they kidnapped her!
Anyway. I am still enjoying CM a lot - I like all the guys on the team, Morgan is hottatstic, I adore Garcia and Prentiss, and JJ has totally grown on me (I never disliked her, but she felt really flimsy as a character to me for most of the first season). "I'm totally blogging this when I get home!" Garcia is totally us! Which is probably why even though I totally ship Morgan/Garcia, I can't actually read it (or what I've found of it) and I don't think I'll write it. It's... too close to home on several levels, and I haven't read anything yet that's overcome that resistance. Admittedly, I haven't been looking too hard.
I still want many many SPN crossovers where the BAU and the Winchesters are working the same case from different angles. You should get on that for me.
You know, my birthday is in a month. I'm just sayin'.
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I did a little reading, and finally realized that I was just not that into the book I'd been lugging around for the past few weeks (it's a hardcover, first of all, so every time I felt like I needed extra space in my bag for other things, it came out without regret), so I paged to the end, felt very meh about it, and put it aside. (the book was Beyond Black by Hilary Mantel, and while it has some lovely writing in it, it took forever [240 pages] to get going, and by that point, I was out of patience with and sympathy for the two main characters.)
So now I'm reading The Yiddish Policemen's Other Ball Union, which has been sitting on top of the pile of to-be-read books for a while now, but I kept getting distracted by other things. I'm only a little way in, but I am enjoying it a lot.
When I wasn't reading, I was writing, so there was fic last night:
We Killed Yamamoto
Supernatural; Sam/Dean; spoilers through Lucifer Rising; pg; 1,775 words
"I got your message."
Which is the established relationship Wincest post-finale snuggling I promised luzdeestrellas, except that it is exceptionally gen Wincest (apparently you can't call half-naked snuggling gen. who knew?) - there was originally supposed to be porn, and I couldn't even get them to kiss. *facepalm* I was lucky I got them to snuggle. They were in bed and they just kept talking.
And as I said later to
snacky, I should have given it the summary, "In which Sam quotes The Princess Bride and there is also snuggling." I always feel like I shouldn't change the summary once I've posted something, so I didn't change it, but I feel that is a better encapsulation of the story than the summary I did choose, which admittedly does tell you what it's going to be about.
I feel like I should be on FF.net. I'm bad at summaries! Please R&R anyway! *snerk*
I still have to write first-time post-finale Wincest, but I also have remixes to write and summergen (it has a title! and a plot! I just need to actually write the thing now), and half a dozen other things, so we'll see what happens.
I've also still been steadily watching Criminal Minds - I'm near the end of season 2. Last night I watched "Open Season," aka, the CM version of "The Most Dangerous Game" (does every show do one of these?), and had a little bit of cognitive dissonance when there was no brotherly emoporn when the younger brother was wounded. I mean, I cheered the girl on when she turned the game around and stabbed him, but I still had a moment of "dude, where's my emoporn and brotherly clutching?" when the older brother left him there to keep hunting her. I was primed for it by the fact that they were listening to Boston when they kidnapped her!
Anyway. I am still enjoying CM a lot - I like all the guys on the team, Morgan is hottatstic, I adore Garcia and Prentiss, and JJ has totally grown on me (I never disliked her, but she felt really flimsy as a character to me for most of the first season). "I'm totally blogging this when I get home!" Garcia is totally us! Which is probably why even though I totally ship Morgan/Garcia, I can't actually read it (or what I've found of it) and I don't think I'll write it. It's... too close to home on several levels, and I haven't read anything yet that's overcome that resistance. Admittedly, I haven't been looking too hard.
I still want many many SPN crossovers where the BAU and the Winchesters are working the same case from different angles. You should get on that for me.
You know, my birthday is in a month. I'm just sayin'.
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