Things I am terribly happy about:
1.
themegaloo is visiting for a couple of days!
2. I did a LOTR marathon last Saturday with
stupid_drawings and another friend! Thirteen hours of Extended Edition warmup to The Hobbit this Friday!
3. I already have my ticket to the midnight showing of The Hobbit!
4. It's finals week! All the schadenfreude I want!
5. I got a (very very tiny hourly) raise!
In other news, I have 4k of this STUPID FIC and it does not know what it wants to do, seriously. Because I saw that people were writing stuff with Q from Skyfall as another Holmes brother and thought, "wait, what about all the *other* fandom Holmes brothers?" So now I have a few thousand words of Holmes family fic featuring Q, Martin Crieff, and Merlin, because hey, balls to the wall.
current summary:
"It may interest you to know, John, that while Sherlock is of course my younger brother, he is not my only brother.”
“Oh god,” John said, pulling himself upright, “there are more of you?”
Wherein John finally meets Sherlock’s brothers (all of them) and his mother, imagines the Christmas dinners, and learns a great deal more about his flatmate.
And I really want to post it, because I will tell myself that posting it will help prompt me to write more, but that is probably a lie, or at least Deeply Suspicious and Unlikely to Work.
I'm also trying, for the first time in my life, to very consciously write some NC17 stuff. That's... going interestingly.