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Saturday, November 28th, 2009
amanuensis1	12:52p	Don't eat while reading this. Eeesh. By the way, hearkening back to my earlier post--this doesn't spoil anything, since you can see on the Yuletide list of requested fandoms that no one asked for it--I did not get assigned to write for Richard Adams's The Plague Dogs. I decided, when I accidentally included it in the list, that rather than redo my list I'd just go read the book once and for all, even before the assignments came out, so I got it from the library. I got through Ulysses easier than this. This is...guys, I have written some interesting metaphors myself in my time, some of them admittedly more purple than should be seen outside of crackfic, but this takes them all: ...Rowf's rump slid suddenly forward as smoothly as a turd from a healthy anus... I can't even facepalm. It's too squicky. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: Treasure Planet DVD (Comment on this)
lesyeuxverts	12:03p	In which Lyv is a needy, needy thing... ...errr. Anyone enjoying the holiday weekend enough to want to do some beta work for me? You need a break from eggnog and Christmas shopping, riiight? *puppy dog eyes* These are the things wot I might need a teensy bit of help with: 1. a Kirk/Spock 2. a Remus/Sirius 3. a Sheldon/Leonard Umm, so these are all for fests, except #3, so I can't give tons of details, but they're like, not at all scary, really. Nothing terribly squicky or sad or scary or anything. I can e-mail you details if you wants them. Also, there is something that I am midway through writing (well. Not midway. but started, at least) and could use some cheerleading help on. If anyone is extra specially helpful, and wants to have capslocky chat conversations with me. Because capslock is love, and you know, I just need someone to help me focus on ficcage instead of pumpkin cheesecake. Pleeeeeease? I will <3 you forever! Current Mood: crazy (1 Comment |Comment on this)
snape_potter [ jin_fenghuang ]	9:08p	Art Post: jin_fenghuang Holiday Drawbles Drive: For sra_danvers Pairing: Snape/Harry Rating: PG Media: digital Warnings: none Notes: This is part of my Holiday Drawbles Drive. Donate a dollar or two and get a drawble of you favorite pairing kissing. ( Holiday Drawbles Drive ) (Comment on this)
Friday, November 27th, 2009
snape_potter [ alisanne ]	3:01p	The Benefits of Rank Title: The Benefits of Rank Author: alisanne Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter Rating: PG-13 Warning(s): m/m sex implied. Challenge(s): Written for slytherins100's prompt #98: Art School Word count: 100 Author's notes: Severus is always the teacher. Beta: sevfan Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only. The Benefits of Rank Current Mood: calm (Comment on this)
cluegirl	9:02a	Nobel Prize? For a human rights activist in Iran? U Can Not Has! You stay classy, Ahmadinejad, you just stay classy... (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 26th, 2009
ponderosa121	9:51p	oh hell yes, I have a Snuggie We went down to Salinas to J's sister's new place, and holy crap is it huge. It's got a nifty layout, and infinitely more space than their old house. We hadn't seen Natalie since before she was walking so it took a while for her to stop giving J and I the suspicious eye, but by the end of the night it was lots of carry-me arms, and where Sophie is usually all about her Uncle J, somehow this time I ended up with her hanging on me more often than not. I suspect it was that I was wearing a pink shirt so that boosted my coolness rating. It's interesting to see the ways her personality has changed now that she's a big sister. Sometimes I wish we lived a bit closer in order to visit more often. Anyway, we hung out, ate food, played with dolls, tried to devise a plan to steal their adorable pug, and at the end of the evening I got the bonus of belated b-day gifts. See subject. I have also increased my fuzzy scarf collection by one, so I should probably put out some of the ones I don't wear often out onto the curb. The drive was nice, and J and I talked a lot about the ways in which we'd like to focus on our projects for school and general creative things. I'm back to having a solid idea of where to go with my current assignments so I'm feeling very rejuvenated about them. Which is good, as I need to be doubly-focused this weekend, since I didn't actually get any extra days off, and the lab is closed tomorrow which is typically my dedicated time to go in and work all day on my homework! Current Mood: touched (Comment on this)
cluegirl	10:28p	And six days later, she exploded in a great cloud of superannuation! That's right! In six days, on December second, I, Cluegirl, shall spontaneously become The Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything. (Line forms to the right, gratuities are appreciated.) For those hoopy froods who don't speak Hitchiker, I'll be turning 42. I expect it to be nothing at all like being 41 has been, but just in case, I've liquidated my assets, put everything into canned goods and shotgun ammunition, and have stapled my towel firmly to my elbow. With that, and my wand in my back pocket, I expect I'll be ready for anything. Except possibly zombies. Zombies take a little more preparation. As for what I want for my birthday? No frelling idea. I mean, there are the old standards, of course; I always get a bit giddy at just the notion that someone might illustrate one of my stories, or conversely, might write a story for one of my drawings. Collaboration is highly squee-some in my little world, y'see, and I swear that one day SOMEONE will illustrate the mirror scene from Pink Slip, and I shall expire of Happy on the spot. I could wish for world peace and the brotherhood of man, but I've noticed how shittily brothers treat each other, and as we all know, the last time the matrix was configured for world peace, it crashed and we lost whole crops to the logic failure. So that's out. But reining things back into the realm of the distantly plausible, I'd say I want for more or less nothing of note. I want to keep rolling on Tempus Fugitive. I want my cats and my snakes to stay healthy in the coming year. I want the resources to close up the hole in my house properly, and to begin the next major set of repairs (Hopefully before the porch falls entirely OFF Mandala House, thanks!) And most importantly, I want my friends who are in reach to join me for a Solstice party on December 19th, to celebrate both my birthday, and the Sun King's in one swat. The date is positive; December 19th. Save it, and if you can possibly make it to Troy, NY, do consider coming! And don't worry if you're not of the witchy persuasion -- I plan no heresy, just cake and shenanigans. Current Mood: Sated Current Music: She Moved Through the Fair -- Enter the Haggis (1 Comment |Comment on this)
amanuensis1	10:07p	Also, being by myself, I got to watch anything I wanted on tv, not football. Anime yaoi, ho! I had to work part of the holiday, so I just counted the time I did have off as a good thing, and took it easy rather than make plans with others. I did make time to make a yummy dinner for myself from scratch: Chicken with sun-dried tomatoes in dijon-riesling-cream sauce Sesame noodles Spicy peanut butter soup Tart green salad with proscuitto and asiago and warm balsamic dressing Warm butterscotch-maple pudding I love mixing cuisines. Current Mood: full Current Music: hikaru no go, ep 70 (Comment on this)
cluegirl	10:43a	Kitchin Witchin! -- Clue Hash; it's what's for breakfast! A note of explanation: Dominus is a boy scout. As such, he has the requisite Scouting addiction to Corned Beef Hash. Anywhere we go to eat, if it's got hash on the menu, I immediately know what my husband will be ordering, no matter what else they may serve. Seriously, he loves the stuff so much that from time to time, he'll scratch the hash itch with tinned. Clearly, this was a situation I could not abide. I mean, if you're gonna feed your monkey, feed it the good stuff, right? So here's what we're having for breakfast today. * Go to your deli, and ask for a butt end of corned beef. Anything over a quarter of a pound is great, and they don't need to slice it for you. You'll be mincing it up at home yourself. * If you are pork-compliant, then chop up three good, fatty strips of bacon, and put them in a BIG, flat-bottomed pan on low heat. (The object here is to render their fat, not to cook the bacon; cooking the bacon is a side effect of the rendering.) * If you are pork-resistant, then do the 2 - 1 mix of olive and sesame oils here, to add the smoky taste of the bacon. * Peel a few cloves of garlic, and crush them with the flat of your knife. Throw those in with the bacon to render. * go out to the sage bushes, and get a handful of fresh leaves. Throw those in whole too. * Add a generous drizzle of oil into the pan to help the bacon give it up in case it's a bit chary. I think I put about two tablespoons of olive (because I keep olive oil ready to hand. You can use whatever kind of oil you fancy, really.) * Rough-chop a medium onion (red ones are tastiest!) and enough potatoes to match volume, then half again. In my kitchen, that was three small blue potatoes, and one large red. (I have goth tubers. No one's surprised, I know.) You want to cut them fairly large, but fairly thin -- that is to say, quarter each potato longways, and then slice the pieces about half an inch thick at most. They need to be large enough that they'll hold together, but thin enough to cook all the way through. In my case, the blue potatoes were a bit elderly, so they didn't need any pre-cooking, but I slung the red in the microwave for two turns at 30 seconds apiece, so its texture would match the others. You do as you see fit. * Take your biggest kitchen knife -- this is the time to break out your cleaver, if you've got one, -- hack your corned beef into crumbles. There's no rhyme or reason to this, you just whack away, and try not to let it fly all over the place. * Once the bacon's not showing any white anymore (that is, all its fatty rind should now be caramel coloured and kind of translucent) you can dump the onion, potatoes, and beef into the pot. If you don't have enough oil to lightly coat everything, then add just a little more, but otherwise, just turn the lot to get it evenly mixed and coated, throw in salt and pepper to taste, pat it all down flat in the pan, and walk away. * Ignore the sizzling, and the searing smells from the pan for a good long time. Hash is SUPPOSED to be kind of scorchy and burny, remember? If it really distressed you, you can fuss it about for awhile first, to try and get everything to cook up, but that's kind of redundant, since you're going to settle it to scorch soon anyway, and when you flip it over to do the other side, everything else will cook up then. * Fry up an egg for each person you'll be feeding. (From our stovetop, it looks like this is going to feed four, which means two for us today, and two lunches for Dominus later on.) Scrape all the good stuff up from the bottom of the pan, and ladle the hash into the plates, then slap the egg on top. * Serve with tabasco, worchestershire sauce, and ketchup on the table, but don't be surprised if your guests don't even notice they're there all. * Make this noise: OM NOM NOM!!! * Wish you were eating breakfast with Clue and Dominus today! Current Mood: Hungry! Current Music: No More Stones -- Enter the Haggis (Comment on this)
snape_potter [ fancypantsdylan ]	8:47a	Title: San Diego Marriott Hotel Challenge: snape100 challenge 309: Wikipedia, Redux I got this Author: fancypantsdylan (on LJ as rage_jt) Pairing: Harry/Severus Word Count: 200 Summary: Harry and Severus go on holiday (awful summary but hey *shrugs *) Rating: R Beta: katiebell_0408 Disclaimer: All characters owned by JK Rowling, I just play with them. No profit made on use of characters. ( Read here ) Current Mood: cold (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 25th, 2009
snape_potter [ lilyseyes ]	11:55p	FIC: My Son ~ Part 8 Title: My Son/Part 8 Author: lilyseyes Prompt: thematic_hp - Round 7 – Vows and life debts, Prompt #30. Severitus – Snape knows he is Harry’s father, but his desperate attempts to gain custody fail. He vows that even if he cannot tell Harry who he is, he will always protect his son. Pairing: None Rating: R for the warnings Word Count: +/- 5200 Warnings: *Mentions of child abuse and child selling, manipulative!Dumbledore* Author's Notes: This story took off on its own journey, choosing its own way – this is a WIP that will be updated as real life allows. Betas: whitecotton and the_minx_17 Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Current Mood: thankful (Comment on this)
lesyeuxverts	11:03p	The Continued Adventures of Lyv in Cookery Because I have been baking a lot lately (and am still baking for Thanksgiving, currently, as we speak), and have not had a lot of sleep, and have had a lot of caffeine, and need to come up with ways to amuse myself, such as creating silly polls Because I have been baking a lot lately, and have been wondering about the ways in which other people bake, and thinking about food in general, because food is good And because I am procrastinating on writing, because I cannot and will not manage to write anything coherent for NaNo or any other story, when I am this sleep-deprived: ( I present to you, dear flist, the following poll ) Current Mood: exhausted (13 Comments |Comment on this)
cluegirl	7:50p	Forcibly postitve... Things for which I am thankful this evening: * The Litter and the Leaves, by Enter the Haggis (And as you can purchase their albums directly from them, or, should you prefer it, cherrypick their song library at a buck a pop, YOU SHOULD BE DOING THAT!) * That I have a husband who will close his computer and help me figure out why I'm grumpy when there's no easy answer, instead of taking it personally, or hiding in his WoW. * That I have a husband who will close his computer and march straight into the kitchen with me when, upon failing to nail down a smoking gun, I give up and say "Let's go cook something." Didn't even ask what, or why, or complain that he'd rather be doing else. In short, he loves me, AND he loves cooking with me, and how can that not cheer me up? * That I did not burn the orange peel when I forgot it was boiling away on the stove. I caught it JUST before the water was all gone, and the caramel began to really scorch, so there'll be no using the leftover syrup as I'd intended, but at least my candied orange peel survived! * That Hilfy is here to inform me of the error of my ways, with her adorkable sulky-duck miao. *Snoodlesthekitteh!* * That I did not burn out the blender motor when I made it pretend it was a food processor, and grind up all my carrots and ginger for the carrot cake I've just decided I'm making. That thing SO does not owe me! * That I am living a life which allows me to concern myself with unfairnesses to other people, instead of having to focus on injustices against myself or my family. That I can afford altruism, and idealism, and pride. These things are so impossible, so out of reach in so many other people's lives, I can't help feeling gratitude that I can reach them, and I can afford to speak to them as well. I have the luxury of being able to DO something that is not just for me. * That I live across the country from any of my birth family, and so will not have to eat their idea of Holiday Food tomorrow. Nor will I have to endure the casual, unthinking racism and sexism over the table, either. Which is good, because getting arrested over Thanksgiving is bad for the digestion, I hear. * Giada Dilaurentis. Nuff said. * That we've had contractors actually return our calls on the house issues, and it looks as though we'll have managed to save enough to cover the sill replacement by the time they can schedule us in. And once that is done, we can repair the great, gaping HOLE in our house! Hooray! Okay then. That's lifted my mood from the stew. Time to go assemble my carrot cake now! Avaunt! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
cluegirl	8:37a	What's this? Clue's linking to some GOOD news for once? Yes. Yes, she bloody well is. UN unveils Network of Men to fight abuse of women UN Secretary-General Bn Ki-moon Ban Ki-moon said men's attitudes to women needed to change UN chief Ban Ki-moon has unveiled a Network of Men Leaders to act as male role models in a campaign opposing violence against women. He urged all men to join the campaign, saying about 70% of women experience some form of physical or sexual violence from men. The 14 men currently in the network include Spanish PM Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero and Archbishop Desmond Tutu. Wednesday is the International Day of Elimination of Violence Against Women. This is the 10th anniversary of the founding of the day. 'Global chorus' Italian Foreign Minister Franco Frattini, Brazilian writer Paulo Coelho and Norwegian Justice Minister Knut Storberget are also among those chosen for the new list. They had all demonstrated a commitment to oppose violence against women, said Mr Ban, adding that the group was expected to grow. "These men will add their voices to the growing global chorus for action," he said. Speaking at the UN headquarters in New York, the secretary-general called on men and boys around the world to join the campaign. Victim of violence (posed by model) Women are most at risk from violent partners or a man they know "Break the silence," he said. "When you witness violence against women and girls, do not sit back. Act. Advocate. Unite to change the practices and attitudes that incite, perpetrate and condone this violence." He said it was unacceptable that so many women experienced some form of physical or sexual violence from men - mostly from their husbands, intimate partners, or someone they knew. He said men must teach each other that real men do not violate or oppress women - and that a woman's place is not just in the home or in the fields but in schools, offices and boardrooms. Archbishop Desmond Tutu, the South African Nobel Peace Laureate, said: "You are a weak man if you use your physical superiority to assault and brutalise women. "I will continue fighting until the end of my days for the right of women and girls to live a life free from violence and abuse." (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 24th, 2009
cluegirl	10:09p	No diploma for you, Fattie! http://www.thedailybeast.com/cheat-sheet/item/obese-students-may-be-barred-from-degree/tough-love/ You know, I'd still have a problem with this, even if they made UNDERWEIGHT students take the same 'health and fitness class' in order to graduate as the so-called "obese" students. Less of a problem, but still a problem. Because by this university's flawed standard? I am obese. Meaning that, had I given the school my thousands of dollars and four years of my life, I would be barred from graduating too. I am a size 14 - 16, and am over the 30 bmi limit. Methinks this university is going to spend a whole lot in legal fees, and soon! (8 Comments |Comment on this)
snape_potter [ alisanne ]	1:20p	Opposites Attract Title: Opposites Attract Author: alisanne Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter Rating: PG Challenge: Written for snape100's prompt #309: Wikipedia redux I got this. *eyeroll* Word Count: 100 Warnings: None that I am aware of. Beta: sevfan Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only. Opposites Attract Current Mood: working (Comment on this)
snape_potter [ ciraarana ]	10:07a	Fic: Spoils of War Title: Spoils of War Author: ciraarana Pairing(s): Harry/Ginny, Harry/Severus; also mentions Ron/Hermione and other canon pairings Rating: R Word count: ~ 11,000 Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction set in the Harry Potter universe – all recognisable characters and settings are the property of J. K. Rowling and her associates. No copyright infringement is intended. No profit is made from this work. Warnings 1: het, slash, violence, blood, sex, nastiness in the past, AU Warning 2: Attention! This story is a carnivore! It has eaten five betas so far. Please, do not attempt to proof-read – you won’t make it past the second chapter and I’ll never hear from you again. Summary: The war has changed Harry. His loved ones have to deal with that. Author’s Note: In response to the_flic's pleading for more Snarry, I've decided to post this fic. It's not very good, I'm afraid. It was my first attempt at Snarry, written pre-DH. The essential idea behind the story - the idea that sparked this fic - isn't as well-explored and clear as I wanted it to be. I think. You might think otherwise. Spoils of War (Comment on this)
Monday, November 23rd, 2009
cluegirl	8:41p	Kitchen Witchin -- Spanish Rice casserole Tonight's dinner was a triumph of improvisation, ergo I want to record it before I forget the details of what went into the pot. * 1 lb ground chicken * 3 smallish cloves of garlic, minced. (For once, I did NOT salt-grind them.) * One poblano pepper, chopped. * One small yellow onion, similarly chopped. * A drizzle of sesame oil. I'd guestimate between a teaspoon and two. * One 15 oz can of tomatoes. (I used Muir Glen's fire roasted with green chiles, but you should use whatever you fancy.) * One wee can of sliced black olives, drained of its brine. * A cup, more or less, of chicken broth (I eyeballed this. Sorry for the inexactitude.) * One cup of long grain brown rice. * Black pepper (five grinds,) cumin ( a very light dusting over the top,) and crystalized garlic (a generous dusting over the top,) to taste. Prep is ridiculously easy. In a very deep frying pan, saute the chicken, garlic, onions and pepper in the sesame oil. Once the chicken is not very pink anymore, add the rice, and saute for as long as it takes you to get your cans open, and your broth measured out. (The extra saute induces the dry rice to take up the liquid easier, which, being brown rice, it really could use the help.) Dump the tomatoes into a two cup pyrex glass measure, and then add chicken broth to the tippy top. Dump that in, then splash another third cup or so in for good measure. (Consider using that to rinse the dregs out of the tomato can. Cos it's yummy, that's why.) Stir in the olives (which will bring all the boys to the yard with their saltiness,) Bring it to a boil, then down to a simmer, and cover the pan for 25 minutes. I put the dry spices in about fifteen minutes before serving, but really they can go in just about any time. Overall simmering time was around half an hour to 40 minutes, with three stirrings in, and the lid left off for the last ten minutes. Try not to be appalled by how much like boxed mix the result will look. Fact is, it tastes worlds beyond better. And what's more? Gluten free. If you're a lightweight, you can replace the poblano pepper (which ain't that spicy, really,) with something like a Romano, Anaheim, or Cubanelle pepper. If you do it with a bell pepper though, I will scorn you from afar, so it's best you don't tell me that detail. However, as usual, I want to hear the REST of how it comes out if/when you try this in your own kitchens. Om Nom, my darlings! Current Music: Parfum soundtrack (2 Comments |Comment on this)
cluegirl	4:52p	ZOMGNew Moon is the best movie EVAR!!! No, really. The bum says so! (Thanks and a million more thanks to debitha for posting this. I lolled so hard I might have sporfled a little. Srsly.) (2 Comments |Comment on this)
snape_potter [ alisanne ]	2:13p	TMI Title: TMI Author: alisanne Word Count: 100 Rating: PG Challenge: Written for snarry100's prompt #189: Wizard Space Warning(s): A sad lack of Severus. A/N: Severus makes his presence felt even when he's not present. Beta: sevfan Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only. TMI Current Mood: working (Comment on this)
cluegirl	10:46a	With a smile on my face, and a bottle in my hand, you'll find me in the gutter in the morning... I am SO crushing on Enter the Haggis's newest disc, Gutter Anthems! We listened to it pretty much nonstop on the drive back from Boston, and sure enough, it's back in the player again this morning, with no sign of galling yet. It was a strange venue -- all baby boomer, arts council sort of crowd, butts planted firmly in seats, and no room to get up and dance. NOT the kind of environment which comes naturally to EtH, or the HaggisHeads (the latter of which were moshing and jigging about in the corners anyhow, by the end of the show.) I bruised the everlovin out of my hand with all the clapping though, and that is a surefire sign of a great show. Brian, the great woobie, clearly has someone in his life who's Taking Care Of Him now -- he's put some flesh on his face and frame, and no longer looks starveling thin. Myself, I find it cute, but I know there are some who'll be having the "he got all fat!" reaction. I say fuck em and feed em fish heads; he looks HAPPY! And of course he's still musically brilliant, as well, going from fiddle to vocals to keyboards to rhythm guitar to percussion with misleading ease. Oh, I am quite content to fangirl him from afar, though it would be quite the fun thing to seissun with him just the once. I've no intention of working that closely with another genius again though. I've done my time in that salt mine, thanks! So the concert was great, the company was great, both our overnight hosts, and our lunch date as well. It was great to see Spider doing so well, and to get to meet, and highly approve of Boy. The ride home was pretty as always, and filled with New Music, and once we got home, the Faithful were so happy to see us they decided to forego the Rite of Shunning altogether. So they were underfoot and Helpful while we made ourselves a supper out of brussels sprouts, shallotts, quinoa, and ham. And then we had DVR'd episodes of NCIS and Criminal Minds to get caught up on, and the cherry-on-top of an early bedtime, and our own bed to have it in. Perfect Weekend. Yesh. I even got some work done on Tempus Fugitive on the drive out there, so that's good. And now Godric is holding down the arm of my chair, and conspicuously leaning on my elbow, since I won't let him sleep in my lap. Should I move my arm out from under him, he'd fall against my ribs without noticing, however should I use my elbow to nudge his arse back up onto the chair arm, he'd get offended and bail. Just like that. *sneerk* Kitties are so funny! And best of all? Dominus is taking the week home from work. So I have companionship which is conversant in English! Woo Hoo! (Comment on this)
Sunday, November 22nd, 2009
snape_potter [ leela_cat ]	7:01p	FIC: At Spell's End (Severus/Harry ~ PG-13) Title: At Spell's End Author: Leela (leela_cat) Pairing: Snape/Harry Rating: PG-13 Word Count: ~9,500 Summary: After killing Voldemort, Harry discovers that Dumbledore kept one last secret. And this one requires him to make a decision that affects everything. Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. I'm not making any money from them or this story. Highlight for Warnings: *EWE, considerations of gender and identity* Beta(s): eeyore9990, the_minx_17, batdina A/N: This isn't a story that I ever considered writing, until I was called on to answer iulia_linnea's ad for fall_fantasia. I tell it with much love and respect for those, both friends and strangers, who deal with these issues every day. Click to read At Spell's End on my IJ Current Mood: hopeful (Comment on this)
ponderosa121	4:55p	in order to avoid homework bulletpoints! - Although I managed surprisingly well on cards last year, there's no way I'm going to manage this year. I'm slightly bummed about this, but I think I'll just resolve to send more random letters throughout the year as that's way more fun to receive. - I made adorable cupcakes at work again. I wish I had an excuse to make them at home, or a whole lot more people to foist them off on. - The last two episodes of Fringe made me all excited and giddy, even with a brief Not Sure If Want moment in there. I need to get over my tendency to want to fit things neatly in canon and just write the smushy porn that I want to write. - There is absolutely no way to reply to an anon thread with you as the subject without a) being a dick, b) encouraging the drama, and c) being a dick. I replied anyway. - There is absolutely no way to blog/tweet/mention replying to an anon thread with you as the subject without encouraging the drama and being a bit of a dick, but it made me laugh. Oh, people. - I had this big complicated adventure dream with JDM in it last night. It was awesome. Then I had to get up and go to work, which was less awesome, even though our new brunch cook made me Huevos for breakfast. - Speaking of our new cook, she's been teaching J how to make stuff. Including this awesome grilled tomato salsa which is downstairs right now, calling to me. She's the best. - I severely need a nap, but if I sleep now I'll wake up at the time which I should be going to bed. Conflict. (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, November 21st, 2009
the_con_cept	9:07p	WOO-HOO! LOOK AT MY NEW JOURNAL HEADER ARTWORK! JUST LOOK AT IT! IT WAS DONE BY THE INCOMPARABLE MASTEROFMERCURY AND IT IS THE MOST AWESOMEST THING EVER EVER EVER! I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO USE IT AND TONIGHT I ASKED IF I COULD AND SHE SAID YES AND I AM HAPPY CONCEPT, HAPPY, HAPPY CONCEPT! It is so awesome, in fact, that when she gave me permission to use it I promptly flailed and knocked over my tequila--three times. I'm so happy it's not even funny. It's even better than seeing a house I liked. For serious. That says something about my priorities, but what the hell. It's so pretty it could even go with For a Reasonable Fee or Comes at a Cost. This is the happiest day EVAR. Now go read Naughty Girl. It's the teeny ficlet I did a few years ago for this pic. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! (15 Comments |Comment on this)
snape_potter [ alisanne ]	9:51p	Too Good to Hide Title: Too Good to Hide Author: alisanne Rating: PG Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter Word Count: 100 Genre: Humor Warnings: None that I am aware of. A/N: Written for centaury_squill, who correctly guessed which fic I wrote for the snarry_ldws. Her request was Snarry, prompt: Kilt. Beta: sevfan Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only. Too Good to Hide Current Mood: thoughtful (Comment on this)

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