I'm a little surprised my nails aren't still red. I made red velvet cupcakes earlier to take with us to Michael's mom's, and the batter was red like murder. It was awesome ( Read more... )

I really, really should know better by now when certain people start flapping their lips about racism. But I don't, and I am genetically incapable of keeping my own mouth shut, so I get hilarious responses about how people are just guilted into seeing racism and how getting racist emails from friends should be okay because "it's not like it's an ( Read more... )

Well, figured I'd start posting the purimgifts fics I wrote here. They were pretty fun to write, if a little teeth-pully at times (especially the third one, which started off life as something else entirely and morphed because the first thing just wasn't working.) Writing for someone you don't know is pretty nervewracking, though. But I'm glad I signed up.

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Yesterday was a weird hurry-up-and-wait day. But on the plus side, I have a door that locks again, and will have an alarm system again in a few days, so yay for that. And the next time some scummy motherfucker decides to kick down my door, he'll either piss his pants when the alarm goes off or get caught by the cops ( Read more... )

Finally signed up for Last.fm tonight. I started out listening to a bunch of Irish punk, which apparently stimulated my writing muse, because now I've got about 700 words of a fic involving a character I don't even play anymore. Ah well, it's fun to write, so I'm not complaining. I'm not entirely sure what the point of it is, but again, not really ( Read more... )