ilu guys

Sep. 13th, 2010 10:07 am
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (i wish i could quit hogwarts)
"If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal."
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (yummy kisses)
So when I'm reading fic, but especially when I am reading a sex scene, the number one thing that ruins it for me is one tiny little typo. There are probably a hundred things that make it awkward for me, but the top of the list thing is seeing the word 'me' in dialogue when the writer meant to write 'my'. It just sounds so ... Scottish? Jamaican? Hilarious?

Writing in any sort of dialect weirds me out. I can usually hear it in my head, I don't need to read it on paper. Especially if the character is not Scottish or Jamaican. It is not sexy for me. It gives me a bad case of the giggles. I know it's a common typo. I do it sometimes. Cue the giggles.

In other 'porn is ruined forever' news, I tried my hand at some things for Porn Battle Ten this past week. I apologize sincerely.

Expandunder here for links )

So that's what I've been doing. Still not comfortable writing smut. I feel like a tiny awkward human when I try.

We officially adopted Abby yesterday. She makes a lot of noise by just existing. She's also twice as big as I remember her.

Watched all of the cartoon series 'Archer' with Katie the day before last. It's kind of the most hilarious thing ever. I mean, it's terribly crude and vaguely offensive, but let's be honest, I have bad taste. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (i say so much but nothing at all)
Smoked today out of the water with 1722/1500. Hah! And I only claimed I was going to be a milk vampire once. Brendan, the sweet little dumpling he is, has promised me 1 kidnapping of my choice if I successfully complete my 1500 words a day. That's a pretty sweet deal, guys.

Also managed to get around to posting a bunch of stuff to my writing journal. Going to link it here in case anyone is interested. Most of it's too short to actually be considered fic, but you get the idea.

ExpandSupernatural and Leverage fic beyond the jump )

Look Ma! New fandom! I'm branching out! *does tree impression*

It's 4 am and I don't know why I'm awake and [livejournal.com profile] scorpiod01 is making up lies about me and some ducks AND I FEEL LIKE I'M TAKING CRAZY PILLS. So that's it for me tonight, intertube. I promise I'll behave better tomorrow.

unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (problematic food)
I'm dyin' here guys.

Well, metaphorically, anyways.

Didn't hit anywhere near my goal yesterday. Like shamefully far from it. Hoping for a better night tonight.

I think one of my biggest problems is the sheer number of partially started projects I have and my inability to decide what to focus on. If I could just finish one thing, I have a feeling my sense 'oh god, I am made of suck' will go away a little. I just need that self esteem boost. So, you know, writing about it in my LJ definitely helps. *facepalm*

My other major problem is my inability to get past the fact that Big Bang #2 doesn't have a map. I guess I'm a visual person when it comes to that kind of thing and I am having mondo trouble working on this story without the city mapped out. [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 would be able to fix me. *longs*

Anyways. Back to the drawing board (which is actually a hardcover book and a broken pencil held together with yarn).

425 / 1500

(plus half a map!)



Also very important and the reason I have selected that icon for today's update is the fact that I am hungry and yet unable to eat until Katie gets home. SAD DAY.

unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (cuddly tigers)
Long and involved day at the rescue Sunday. Abby is still there being ridiculous and giant, we got a few more dogs from Mile 26, got a nasty bruise from an over-eager collie, watched Katie put peroxide on a cat (helped a little). I did about ten thousand other things I don't really remember because we were there for 9 hours and it was easily my most productive day at the rescue since Kathy still had the cat room. I used to get shit done in the cat room. Word.

Hung out with Bean today and drank some wine and watched some NCIS. I also started on a ficlet for schmoop bingo... Don't judge me. Just stop right there.

Anyways, I lined up my cards for schmoop bingo and kink bingo and thought 'heh! wouldn't it be funny if I like, did them together? Every fic I write can have the two prompts in one story?' After much giggling and talk of a greeting card that would have to be on fire, Bean and I decided that was probably not the best route. So I'm writing my first ever Doctor Who based fanfic for schmoop bingo (no flaming cards in this one, I mostly promise). She also had to explain what a wedding shower was. Apparently it was not what I was thinking.

I have major stuff to get done tomorrow -- paying rent, buying crickets, being awesome. I don't know how I'll fit it all in.

OH!

Katie cut my hair tonight. I am holding off on freaking the hell out, though I suspect it is coming. She only took about an inch and half, maybe two inches of length off, but she like... layered it? And thinned it out. I don't know. She worked voodoo magic on my head. So. Lost two inches, but still somehow lost eight pounds of hair. SRSLY. It looked like a monster tribble or something. The conversation was a little... funny, I suppose.

Leen: You know how sometimes there's an actress or a character on tv and you want your hair to look like that so you tell the stylist or show them a picture so they know what you have in mind?
Katie: Yeah, sure. What did you have in mind?
Leen: Okay, but you can't judge me.
Katie: Okay.
Leen: ... But you can't judge me.
Katie: Alright! Just tell me what you were thinking.
Leen: Like Eliot's hair in the first episode of Leverage. I can find a picture.
Katie: Okay, sure, we can do that.
[four minutes later]
Katie: Wait, you mean Parker, right?
Leen: ... No.
Katie: Yeah, okay, I am judging you a little.

WHATEVER, IT'S FLUFFY AND I AM PRETTY PRINCESS NOW. IT'S NOT EVEN A BOY HAIRCUT.

It's funny, me freaking out about it being short. I wore my hair less than 2 inches long for almost 4 years. This should not be panicking me. I guess it's just because I was finally getting used to the long hair? My brain is a complex little machine, guys.

(I actually have a tag for hair. Wuuuut.)

unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (cannot believe it (castiel))
Dean/Castiel Big Bang Related Update!


516 / 20000 2.58% Done!



I still don't like the pairing!

I still can't believe there's no Sam in this fic!

I still want to punch Dean in the head for being so Dean-like!

I still have found a way to write badgers into the story as I have done with every long piece of fiction I've ever written!

I still shame my family on a regular basis!



unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (ruby slippers)
- The housing board cut down the tree outside my window :(
- I am having nachos for breakfast
- Wrote a measly amount of words last night with [livejournal.com profile] cherie_morte, but have at least started my assignment for [livejournal.com profile] spn_hetexchange
- Someone remind me never to sign up for anything ever again because all these things are kicking my ass
- I blame [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 for making me think writing was fun. YOU LIAR.
- I quite possibly have the dumbest leopard gecko in the world. He tried to crawl under his water dish and then started like... cheeping at me when his foot got stuck and he needed a rescue. Four minutes later, he's trying it again.
- Katie is still under the impression she's allowed to leave me. Which she's not. Ever.

ExpandThirty Days of Television, Day Four )

ExpandThirty Days of Television Meme, Day Five )

I think I have an attention span that actually rates in the negatives.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (spectaculacular (sam))
And Grace Will Lead Me Home

by [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 (a.k.a. epiphanyx7) and [livejournal.com profile] unavoidedcrisis (a.k.a. sunspot)
with illustrations by [livejournal.com profile] sleepwalker1015 
(and also epiphanyx7 kinda)

beta'd by [livejournal.com profile] character_bleed 

Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: R (adults only)
Length: 45 000 words in 5 parts.
Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
Pairings: Gabriel/Sam/Castiel/Dean; (in all combinations).



In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lilith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.

After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.

Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.

And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.


|| ART POST ||

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| PART ONE || PART TWO || PART THREE || PART FOUR || PART FIVE || DVD EXTRAS |


unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (awesome -> how awesome am i txt)
We didn't bring our camera to Celtfest, but I wish we had so I could regale you all with pictures of sheep. Seriously. Is there a cuter animal in the world? I haven't met it yet. We watched the herding demos and sure, border collies are cute but I'm all about the sheep. And they go 'baa'. I can dig it.

We also watched the hammer throw and the caber toss (not to be confused with 'caper toss' which is much easier, but less fun to watch) and the highland dance competitions and the pipe'n'drum competition. And I drank iced tea and ate some grape flavoured sugar. BASICALLY IT WAS AWESOME.

Last night it was the Relay for Life and it poured rain and we didn't have a tent. LESS AWESOME. We did good though. I was proud of us.

TOMORROW. Tomorrow is going to be awesome times forty. Tomorrow the big bang story I co-authored with [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 -- titled 'And Grace Will Lead Me Home' -- will be posted to our joint dreamwidth account. Today, in order to generate interest, I am posting our summary and warnings. Tomorrow I will be spamming you with my master post as well. <3

Summary: In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lilith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.

After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.

Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.

And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.


Warnings: Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (omg -> that's how i roll)
Days 'o' Blog Count: 10/31

As I sit here on my throne of baby panda skulls and reflect on my day I think, 'hey, today was exactly 50/50.'

I was woken up by Trishka calling to ask if I had a box she could turn into a club house (I don't), Claudine threatened to feed me to a shark (she didn't), I put on fancy socks (they're Katie's) and then I started drinking (long island iced tea).

Now I'm finishing up s2 of Chuck and thinking about monkeys. I'm only 61% drunk.


31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge. [Bertrand Russell] Heh, story of my life.

Fact of the Day: Caribou and reindeer eat cladonia rangiferina (aka: reindeer lichen) because the plant contains a chemical that helps to protect them from freezing.

Pretty Picture of the Day: Expandhere )

Song of the Day: 'Africa', Toto. I have heard this song at least 3 different times today and it always makes me want to dance. I don't even know why. I also don't know when I really even got into 'dancing'. How strange.

The Final Thought: I can connect some of the freckles on my right forearm into the Batman logo. At least I can after I've had a few drinks.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (pic#)
Dear [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7,
Happiest of holidays!
I was going to make you a most excellent mix tape, but I don’t actually remember how to use a tape recorder so I did it all on the interwebular machine instead.

Expandby now you're guessing i'm liking you )

Now remember, you promised this wouldn’t result in a restraining order.
Happy holidays!

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