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Okay, so this is a new post about the 4th of July. Let's pretend I didn't fuck up the first one.
Anyway, Mom, Jeff, Mark and I went to Mike's for a cookout last night. It was nice. Cold but nice. It definitely didn't feel like July. It felt more like Halloween. But it was nice; good food, good friends. Until the neighbors came. We didn't really like the girl and she invited people over and that made me wicked uncomfortable. Especially because of things they were saying in front of the five year old girl who is one of her students not her own kid. So after dinner and dessert I was ready for home. The fireworks hadn't even started yet. But I was uncomfortable with all these new people and my guts hurt from my Crohn's Disease. I thought I was going to die. I still have a little pain in my side. It sucks but what can you do? Also I was very proud of Buddy. He didn't get scared of the fireworks at all. He just chilled out on the rocking chair. And the fireworks are really loud at our house because we're so near to where they set them off. But my little Buddy was a tough guy; usually loud noises scare him until he hears them repeatedly and learns it's just noise and not something thhats going to attack or whatever. So last night wasn't too bad.
As some of you may or may not know, I've entered in The Spark Inside's Summer '09 writing challenge. This year's theme is writing in collaboration, which I've never done. So that part should be interesting. Also I'm paired with Renee C (mizzc) which makes me happy :) I was praying for her or Renee P because they were the only two I knew and I happen to like their writing. So who I got paired with is awesome. Bad thing: no plot....yet. Hopeffully we'll figure something out. I need to look at the challenges again and see what I can ccome up with for ideas. We're supposed too email each other tonight with ideas. It's kind of hard for me to come up with something when all I want to write is Kradam.
Also there's this little awards thing going on called The Hanson Only Awards. I was approached about voting. I told them I hadn't. Honestly, I don't think I've even read any of the fic that was nominated. Also I didn't really want to participate in something that banned 99% of my stories because they're Hancest. And yes, know that SPARK isn't allowing it either. But that was my choice. It sounded like fun and I mean, I do write some hetfic so it's not a big deal. But usually no one reads them so I don't usually post them. *shrug* I don't know. The two things feel different. With SPARK I knew I couldn't do Hancest. With the awards I didn't know I wasn't qualified just because of content. And srsly, what if one of my Hancest stories is my best work ever? Should I be penalized because I write hancest (and slash in general) better than I write hetfic? So that's all I'm going to say about that because I don't want an effing comment war.
So what else did I tag for this entry? Oh I know. The Gerbs: Scout and Froy. So on Friday Froy and Scout went back to Petco. As I explained on an earlier post, they were getting no quality of life with Buddy around. So my mom brought them back to Petco for me. Well, I went with her but I didn't to inside. It was too much. I really, really loved them. I'm going to miss my boys :( but there wasn't anything I could really do. Buddy just couldn't get over them. He spent hours looking for them that night. He didn't get it. But at least the little girl next door could use my leftover bedding, food and chew sticks for her hamster. So it won't be going to waste.
And that's it because I keep almost falling asleep.
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