So I got an 'are you still alive?' message this morning, so I should probably update and let everyone know that I'm not dead of pneumonia. I'm back at work! I feel a lot less like death! I can't talk at all (seriously, ask
frenchroast - I keep croaking in her general direction at work, because I miss talking to people!) but I can breathe again (mostly) and my coughing is down to a minimum. I just sound completely ridiculous.
My parents in NY finally got power back. On Sunday night. RIDICULOUS. But at least they have power now - I think they were about 30 seconds away from having a complete breakdown.
So basically I was sick for the first 11 days of the month, which means I've written exactly zero words of nano. I... am probably not going to try and catch up. I've still got Alpha and Yuletide to work on, and I need to do a canon review for Yuletide, and my Alpha fic is threatening to turn into something completely ridiculous. (... Plus the new Sims expansion comes out today. Seasons! I am ridiculously excited! Why am I not home to play it right now?) (Also, if I have to come down with the flu/pneumonia, couldn't I get sick the week after a new Sims expansion comes out, not the week before?)
I've also spent a ridiculous amount of time flailing over this week's episode of PR, because it was basically all I wanted in life. Lauren is great! (And how much do I love that the actress is friends with Carlos from BTR?) I need all the hurt/comfort! And sibling gen fic! And the FEELINGS. Everyone has so many feelings! (Including me. ALL THE FEELINGS. Really, I apologize to all of my friends who don't care about power rangers but have had to deal with my all caps flailing.)
And. I only have 7 episodes of Boukenger left. How do I only have 7 episodes left? How is this so great? And why didn't anyone tell me (.... because I'm spoiler averse, right) that there's going to be a multi-episode arch about alchemy? This, of course, led me to immediately think that a) Roy Mustang would totally have sex with Souta, and b) Sakura and Riza Hawkeye need to hook up immediately. They're both vaguely emotionally oppressed special forces sharp shooters with daddy issues, who are super devoted to their vaguely failbot commanders. Clearly they need to have sex. The internet has failed me forever.
Also, I wrote a pinch hit for Kaleidoscope!
The Sacrifices That We Make, which is Cassie & Tanya gen fic. I am really happy with how it came out.
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