It's nearly Christmas. Chris doesn't keep track of too many dates, but Christmas is definitely one of them. It's not that he's really had a lot of memorable Christmases in recent years-- besides the last one which he spent with his friends in student housing-- but the holiday always manages to bring up memories of happier times when he was littler ( Read more... )

Angua had been on the island long enough to be fairly well acquainted with Christmas. It had been...two? Three years now? Long enough to where she wasn't trying to determine the difference between an Earth year and a Discworld cycle anymore. Long enough that she didn't even think in cycles at all. Not that she was complaining. It was more than many ( Read more... )

I can't really explain why the fuck I decided I needed to do this, but it's too late to back out now. We could've spent the day just like any other, the five of us plus two extra, and maybe the girls wouldn't have noticed. But it seems more and more important every day, in ways I can't really put into words, to make the best of the time we've got ( Read more... )

Draco Malfoy was furious ( Read more... )

Run. Run, run, run.
Keep running.

One thought: Wichita.
It's...kind of a novelty to be this single minded.

( cut for spoilers for Zombieland )

Harry didn't know where the time had gone. It didn't seem all that long since he'd been celebrating turning twenty-seven on the island, and here he was, just about to end up the wrong side of twenty-eight ( Read more... )

Dated September 3, 2010:
In which Cori Agathon-Winchester wakes alone, her tears quickly summoning first Dean, then the rest of her extended family.

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Friday nights at the Winchester had very quickly become a part of George's routine. Because he'd apparently gone insane when he'd signed up for classes, it meant both Chinese and Japanese on the same day, which were difficult enough to learn without the possibility of accidentally mixing them up during class. In fact, he was still beating himself ( Read more... )

Pulling off a good con required the ability to care or dismiss about things at will. For about five minutes, Sawyer had managed to forget that Richard Alpert was a man who had not aged a day in the span of approximately fifty years, that the Others had significantly more knowledge of the land than he did, that there was still no explanation to be ( Read more... )

All around O-Ren, there is the quiet drumming of the rain against the roof tiles ( Read more... )