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In honor of me finally downloading a half-decent selection of fonts and fixing up my feeble collection of icons, I am using something other than my default! I still wouldn't call them good, and there are a couple that could stand a little more work, but they're certainly better than they were. Also, I need to get off my butt and cap some A:TLA.

Anyway! Finally had my meeting with the headmaster, despite the weather's best efforts to scare me away, and then left a little early so as to miss the worst of the snow/sleet/ice. I'll be working full-time come Monday, but it seems like the busier I am, the more I get done, so that's probably not actually going to be a bad thing when it comes to writing. Chapter 11 is coming along excellently, although, as always, it has sprouted a few extra scenes I wasn't quite expecting when I started it.

Mostly, though, I would like to gripe a little about FF.net. ) Obviously, some of this is just me hating change, and nobody's making me use it, so if it keeps irritating me, I will run away, no harm done. But I now appreciate the AO3 SO MUCH MORE. ♥. I will not attempt to assert that it is objectively better; but it's definitely more like what I personally want from an archive.

I missed 5-0 again, because I needed sleep more than I needed a dose of shiny, slightly cheesy fun; but I will catch up as soon as we roll over to a new period of internet usage. I ... may be incapable of keeping to a bandwidth limit. /o\ But tonight I hope to hang on for White Collar - I have no headmastery meetings tomorrow, I can afford to be a little sleep-deprived. :D
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Ugh so tired. I came home this afternoon and napped for an hour, and it probably would have been about three times that except one of the cats woke me up with her yowling. :P On the upside, the drive home was unexpectedly gorgeous; it was cloudy and snowing directly overhead, but the sun was low enough that it was shining across everything sideways, and the snow falling in the distance was all lit up and making everything bright.

But enough! Monday night TV, and it's a double dose of yay this time, because I watched The Closer instead of The Event. \o/

The Closer. ) CAPTAIN RAYDOR FOREVER the end.

H50. )

Also, I just powered my way through a big chunk of ItO that was stalling me like nobody's business, which is a big relief. :P I hate getting stuck, it makes me feel so faily. How do I keep acquiring more and more projects? D:
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It was pouring at 4 am when I had to wake up and separate two fighting cats; it sleeted somewhere in between then and now, coating all the delicate little branches on the bushes outside, and all the needles of the pines, with ice; and now it is snowing, giant fat flakes falling almost fast enough to look like rain. I'm supposed to go meet up with M, J, K, Ka, and Q - and possibly a friend of J's from school, the prospect of whom fills me with terror - for lunch, so I ought to hope it stops soon, but I'm willing to drive carefully as long as it keeps snowing and sticking. :D

The tablet has arrived, as have the books I ordered; I'd forgotten just how long it's been since I'd drawn anything. I have giant flashing neon failure issues, and my sister is so much better at art things than I am that I have a feeble love/hate thing going on with drawing - even when something comes out half-decent, it's never quite good enough for something off in the back of my brain. Luckily, when I show her things I write, she likes to draw for them, so the pictures I wish I could put on paper still end up there most of the time. \o/

Monday shows. )

NaNo and fic talk. )

Thanksgiving. )

I would put a big poetical list of things I'm thankful for here, except I'm thankful for so many things it kind of defies belief, and making a list would just make me think of more and more. In summary, though: my family, friends, job, fandoms, and life are all more awesome than I usually give them credit for, and I am grateful for all the small sources of joy in between. ♥♥♥♥♥
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The TV retained its brokenness long enough to make me miss Burn Notice last week, which is wretched; and I really ought not to watch it online, because we keep exceeding our bandwidth allotment even without me watching TV online. But I'm guessing it'll be showing again this Thursday, before the next ep, so. I'll just sit here twitching 'til then.

But! It's fixed now, has been since Sunday, which means I got to watch last night's shows, at least.

The Event. )

H5000000000. )

Also, my sister and I went contradancing on Saturday, after I sawed some small trees down and gave myself a weird bruise on the shoulder; Sunday, I went over to her apartment for dinner, and made her watch Newsies despite her best efforts to escape. :D To be honest, I was half in love with that movie without ever having seen it, just because of all the stuff I read when I stumbled through the fandom back in the day, so she was pretty much doomed.

But now I should get back to pounding the outline of the next chapter of ItO into shape working on my NaNo filling some more cliché bingo prompts with Newsies work.
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How is it Wednesday already? @.@

I think part of the reason I'm having trouble keeping track of this week is because our magic box TV is broken - not, like, the actual television set itself, but something about the connection between the set and the dish. It maintains that it has not received a satellite signal for about two days now. :P Probably the roofing guys just kicked the cable out of the delicate alignment it requires to function. On the upside, this will give us an excuse to rewire so the cable is taking a route that's actually efficient, instead of winding around three-quarters of the house just to get back into the one-quarter it hadn't touched yet.

Fortunately, it was only broken for part of Monday, so I missed neither The Event nor H50.

The Event. Nothing new here, mostly grumbling. )


I am still pressing forward on my NaNo, though it is turning into a bit more of a slog - Week Two is usually like that for me, though, so I'm not super worried. I have a couple days' slack, so if I really get stuck, I can slow down a little and still be okay. I'm also polishing up the Dead Moms, and adding a few more; if I get it all settled, I'm hoping I can submit it for Round 1.5 of [community profile] ladiesbigbang - with an actual title, too, if I can manage it. It's certainly over the minimum, so. I'll admit that I have not yet attacked the next chapter of ItO, but I'm doing a little outline wrangling - I have a fix in mind for the plotting issue that's confronting me, I just need to lay it out in a doc and make sure it all fits together okay.

... And, okay, I may also be letting myself fill out a couple cliché_bingo prompts with rambly self-indulgent Jack/David. I am just getting the Newsies stuff out of my head so that it doesn't clog up the works, okay. THAT IS ALL. >.> <.
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Okay, so matching my NaNo word-for-word with ItO is not going to happen. Long shot anyway. But switching off between the two seems to be doing wonders, as long as I make sure I stay on my NaNo for enough total writing time to get to the word goal for the day. \o/

The NaNo's awful, obviously, because I've barely planned it and I'm still shuffling names and character attributes, and I'm sure it's going to get horrid and preachy and anvilicious because I have ~thoughts~ about the genre. But! So far, I'm enjoying the writing, and it's pacifying my mother, who, despite losing a couple small arguments with me about the merits of fanfic, still nags me about getting something original written. (Besides the dwarf pirate captain story, which ... still isn't done. I should really go back and clean that up some.)

More importantly, though, Hawaii 5-0. ) Basically, ♥ EVERYTHING.

I also finally got a movie I had not watched before from Netflix, which was Newsies - yes, that musical where tiny!Batman sings about Santa Fe. I had never seen it before yesterday, despite having run across The Refuge and devoured everything in it several years ago. And ... wow. Terrible timing, because the absolute last thing I need right now is a new fandom, but that movie is ridiculous, in the best possible way. Oh, god, the dancing.

Cut not for spoilers, since this movie's only four years younger than I am, but because nobody else cares about this. ) I actually had a Newsies dream last night, which is the shortest transition ever from the initial media to my subconscious. (Although, granted, the fact that I read the fics probably gave it a bit of a head start.) And Christian Bale's New York accent is just precious.

But! Now I should get back to work. :D
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I am SO TIRED of coughing, ugh. :P

But! It's Tuesday.

The Event. ) Mommy's still enjoying it, of course. And, hey, maybe if I get to the end of the season, I'll have enough information to draft an FBI Lady/Assassin Lady AU. :D

Hawaii 5-0. ) Any deep thoughts'll have to wait until I rewatch it.

And I also remembered today that I never actually posted anything about the season finale of Warehouse 13. ) Mostly, though, I want to write an AU season where HG becomes the keeper for Warehouse 2 and runs it with her own team and Myka comes along to help and they fall in love and live happily ever after.

... Ahem.

And as long as I'm working the giant wall of text thing, here, I read Uglies, and the sequel, Pretties. )

Thank god for cuts, or I would feel so guilty about posting these rambles.

And Imagine the Ocean broke 500 views on A03! \o/
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My mother's had a cold for a few days now, and sometime before this past Saturday, she handed it off to me; as has become its habit since college, my immune system chose to magnify it into some kind of quasi-flu mutant. My mother just had a cough and a stuffy nose, and was tired for a while. I've had a cough, a stuffy nose, a sore throat, a brief fever, and have thrown up three times. \o?

So I've been useless for three days - stayed home from work, passed out on the couch, the whole shebang. I've been watching a lot of TCM; it's great for sick days because there aren't commercials during the movies (tuning in and out over and over again takes more concentration than I usually have when I'm sick). Of course, it also gives me brief fannish urges every time I like one of the movies. At least if I ever get up the nerve to participate in Yuletide, I'll have fandoms to nominate?

Anyway, since it's Tuesday, I have vague, Nyquil-blurred memories of my Monday-night shows.

The Event. )

Also, Hawaii 5-0. )

And now I think I need to go to sleep again - apparently the fourteen hours I've already gotten just aren't gonna cut it.
damkianna: A cap of the Reverend Mother from the Dune miniseries, with accompanying text: "Space cowgirl." (Default)
Ugh, I am so fail. I let the whole weekend go to playing a game for, basically, two days straight - a hopelessly addicting game, and, by design, a giant time sink, but those are excuses, not reasons. :P And Chapter Seven of ItO looks like it might need some trimming, possibly serious trimming. I'm trying to keep the chapter lengths reasonably consistent - not ridiculously so, but I don't want to have mostly 6-10k chapters and then suddenly a 15-20k one.

But! I will prevail. My own innate wordiness will not defeat me. **resolve face**

Last night, I watched two pilots, one of which was by my own free will, and one of which was because I happened to be in the room with the TV and my mother really wanted to watch it.

THE EVƎNT. ) But that stuff is a big pet peeve of mine, so, of course, YMMV. My mother liked it just fine, and I'm fairly certain she'll be watching it again, so. Maybe it'll grow on me.

And then, there was also Hawaii 5-0. ) And that's ... really all I've got on that one. Near 11:00 pm, I'm not a terribly insightful or analytical viewer. :D


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