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Sunday at McDougals
Coraline was fed up of not doing anything and not knowing anything. It wasn’t like there were Mythology 101 books in the library. Well, okay there were Mythology 101 books in the library but most of them didn’t feature how to kill psychotic vengeful creatures that wanted to kill you and eat your soul. Plenty of stuff on how to kill vampires, not so ( Read more... ) -
like the dog bites, like the bee stings, i don't feel so fucking bad
Sam hated school. He'd always hated school because he'd always been that guy that everyone shat on (not literally, thank fuck). And College was no different. He was sick and tired and ready to be a homeless architect instead of actually getting a degree and making something of his sick little life ( Read more... ) -
The Children are Our Future
Haven Hills receives a visit from a Social Services worker with a familiar face. Stephanie doesn't really buy Dean's story but she helps him for reasons of her own. Dean determines that there's nothing wrong with Haven Hills itself but there are definitely a lot of deeply traumatized people at the shelter. In the end, she still refuses to give him ( Read more... ) -
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Dean hadn't seen Sam the previous day, but both of them knew why that was, though Dean knew better than Sam. Once Dean had left Haven Hills, he'd called his brother immediately, sauntering up to the Impala and climbing in as he informed his brother that when he got back to the hotel room, Sammy wouldn't be there. He'd listened, however petulant ( Read more... ) -
To and from the hospital
Had the smell not been so abruptly different, there were moments when Cuddy might have been able to convince herself she was still in Princeton. Crucible City had a thickness to the air akin to the kind she'd experienced during a brief visit to New York when she'd been speaking at a convention years ago. The air was heavy with something like melted ( Read more... ) -
Crucible Gallery: Magic and Mystique Exhibition
At first appearance there was a man walking throughout one of the many art galleries, accompanied by a slender figure- a girl. Though the girl looked like she was high on something, there was an effortless grace and logic to her actions. She flitted ahead of the man, stopping at several paintings and talking quickly with a manic gleam to her eyes. ( Read more... ) -
All in a day's work.
Steph doesn't have set days off but they usually come on weekdays when things are slower at the diner. Weekends bring out all the crowds--the weekend warriors, the Sunday best, the kids with hangovers--still up from their clubbing the night before. It's a goldmine but, on this rare Sunday, one that she's missing out on. Saturday had been late ( Read more... ) -
shavua tov
On Saturday afternoon, the Saturday after the Jewish New Year, I attended services at the local Conservative shul, B'nai Torah. Imagine the delicious irony of Talmudic mishnah on the golden calf when I sat in their midst. The stories I could have told them...and yet it pleased me to leave them in the dark. The faithful are easily led, even if they ( Read more... ) -
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He wasn't sure what time it was when he woke from the nightmare. It involved some woman he didn't recognize, but deep down he knew he should know. He tried not to be annoyed at how long it was taking him to remember. The doctors had warned him that it would take time and that he would just have to be patient. They said some of it might never come ( Read more... ) -
the kind of thing that makes you sorry
After his fight with Mayko, Rich goes to Henry's and the two have a fight of their own before it's resolved.
Timed to last saturday.