nor so wide as a church door

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

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. ♥♥♥♥♥

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. )

( HAWAII 5-0, ON THE OTHER HAND. ) Love!

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 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. >.> <.

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/

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