i am not a girl that can ever be defined
This is a two-week period of scheduling mishegas for me because that is what happens when other people schedule important meetings and don't look at a calendar. Sigh. So my boss is already cranky about it, but I still have hope I can at least get the electronic version of the board packet out on Wednesday afternoon. Then at least we can say they have it. Even if they are going to make me spend money and FedEx it all out on Monday.
Meanwhile, I spent a good fifteen minutes this morning removing the curly wire from a bound report because we needed pages in it for a different report. My thumbnails didn't survive the experience. Sigh.
Welcome to the working week!
I got my period yesterday, which might also explain the sudden reemergence of my ability to write 5700 words in one sitting. I don't even know. Why it couldn't have been a story I was already working on, I don't know. My brain, she is mysterious. But I sat down at 7:30 in the morning, and in between checking tumblr and playing solitaire, I managed to write a lot. It's been a long time since I've been that productive in one sitting.
Anyway, if you were looking for a Steve/Bucky/Natasha Breakfast at Tiffany's AU, have I got a story for you:
Like moths who've found our flames (@ AO3)
Avengers; Steve/Bucky/Natasha (Steve/Tony, Tony/Pepper); adult; au; 5,720 words
In which Steve is a kept man, Bucky's hiding from the Russian mob, and Natasha does what she likes. An AU loosely based on Breakfast at Tiffany's.
angelgazing and I had talked about this story a couple times over the years, and I said I would never write it, but sometimes the heart wants what it wants. *hands* I feel like I could talk a lot more about this story and why I chose to do it the way I did, but I doubt anyone but me cares.
I was productive in other ways, too, this weekend. I did in fact make both coffee ice cream - it's a bit fussy but it tastes fantastic - and peanut butter ice cream - I don't like peanut butter but my dad taste-tested it and said it was good (also, I added chocolate chunks after it was churned) - for the girls, though since we didn't end up going over there yesterday, my brother stopped by to pick it up this morning after he took my dad to the doctor.
I also made espresso meringues but given the amount of anxiety they cause (my dad, during a tense moment when I wasn't sure they'd ever whip up into peaks: "meringues are tricky! don't feel bad if it doesn't work!"), I didn't think these tasted all that great. Next time I will definitely chill the whisk in addition to the bowl, though. *hands*
Stupid meringues.
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Meanwhile, I spent a good fifteen minutes this morning removing the curly wire from a bound report because we needed pages in it for a different report. My thumbnails didn't survive the experience. Sigh.
Welcome to the working week!
I got my period yesterday, which might also explain the sudden reemergence of my ability to write 5700 words in one sitting. I don't even know. Why it couldn't have been a story I was already working on, I don't know. My brain, she is mysterious. But I sat down at 7:30 in the morning, and in between checking tumblr and playing solitaire, I managed to write a lot. It's been a long time since I've been that productive in one sitting.
Anyway, if you were looking for a Steve/Bucky/Natasha Breakfast at Tiffany's AU, have I got a story for you:
Like moths who've found our flames (@ AO3)
Avengers; Steve/Bucky/Natasha (Steve/Tony, Tony/Pepper); adult; au; 5,720 words
In which Steve is a kept man, Bucky's hiding from the Russian mob, and Natasha does what she likes. An AU loosely based on Breakfast at Tiffany's.
angelgazing and I had talked about this story a couple times over the years, and I said I would never write it, but sometimes the heart wants what it wants. *hands* I feel like I could talk a lot more about this story and why I chose to do it the way I did, but I doubt anyone but me cares.
I was productive in other ways, too, this weekend. I did in fact make both coffee ice cream - it's a bit fussy but it tastes fantastic - and peanut butter ice cream - I don't like peanut butter but my dad taste-tested it and said it was good (also, I added chocolate chunks after it was churned) - for the girls, though since we didn't end up going over there yesterday, my brother stopped by to pick it up this morning after he took my dad to the doctor.
I also made espresso meringues but given the amount of anxiety they cause (my dad, during a tense moment when I wasn't sure they'd ever whip up into peaks: "meringues are tricky! don't feel bad if it doesn't work!"), I didn't think these tasted all that great. Next time I will definitely chill the whisk in addition to the bowl, though. *hands*
Stupid meringues.
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This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/618268.html.
people have commented there.