Victoria

I found an unopened can of Campbell's chicken noodle soup on the bathroom floor, so I just ate it for lunch. I choose not to think about the hows and whys of how the can got to be on the bathroom floor, and the soup brought back so many childhood memories. I kind of wish it was chicken and stars, though. That was always my favorite. I never added water to my condensed soup as a kid, either. I would pour off some of the salty condensed broth, though.

Anyway, so yeah. I just realized that I should never, ever do drabble memes. EVER. I was taking a nap, and I had this HIMYM dream (Barney and Lily talking, it was BFF-tastic and awesome, and the fact I dream about friends and not, like, porn is probably kind of telling about the state of my life right now), so when I woke up I started to write caruso's prompt, a J2 HIMYM.

I NOW HAVE 1300 WORDS, and Robin!Jensen and Barney!Jared haven't even had a conversation yet. DAMN IT, ALEX.

(and you'll never, ever guess who Ted and Marshall are. HA!)

Add that on top of the 700 words I already had for winterweathered's non-AU J2 prompt, I am FAILING at the "drabble" part of this meme, clearly. And I haven't even thought about everybody else's prompts because those two just are the first two.

EDIT: I broke down and got a Dreamwidth, thanks to the awesomesauce bloody___reject, so add me! I'm trying to hunt people down, but I think many of you selected names that are not your lj names.

I'm rather unhappy with how Fur Fag turned out, but whatever. I got that bitch done and posted relatively on time. I was reading over it this morning and it's actually not as bad as I thought it was last night, so yay!

About to go fail an exam. I missed it earlier this week due to food poisoning, and now I don't remember anything I studied before.

Still haven't done my project for People Plagues & Pestilence that was due on Wednesday. I think I'm going to have to pull out of the Washington DC trip Anthro Club is taking this weekend to the Smithsonian, simply because I have too much to do this weekend in terms of homework. Blech.

As for SPN 4.20... I was kind of meh about it. I wasn't giving it my full attention, but I thought it was kind of boring. Not without its merits, but overall, I was kind of unimpressed. ♥ Misha though.

Right then. On to exam, then a few hours of working on Big Bang. I'm at 19,370 right now with a scene and a half to write for this draft (having cut three scenes). I wrote over 6000 words last night to finish the J2_everafter thing, so writing is pretty much the last thing I want to do right now.

Exam went surprisingly well, but then again it was an essay exam and those are so subjective. I'm never sure how much detail to go into.

Just booked my hostel bunk in DC for this weekend. I'm so excited! I haven't been to the Natural History museum since middle school! And since I don't drive, I can work my little heart out on homework in the car. However, this means we're leaving Ohio aroung 6:30 pm, so I'll have to finish and submit my Big Bang much sooner. LAAAAME.

Still can't decide on how to do the summary. I'm thinking I'll have that blurb I posted a few days ago, about silence and explosions or whatever, plus a second paragraph that's actually synopsis, i.e., "it started in med school, communication breakdown and inability to admit feelings, loving and being loved not mutually exclusive (yes, that is an Invisible Monsters reference--and dear god, I suddenly want a Sam/Dean AU of that, holy shit), agree to end it when wives and kids get involved, everythingokay 'til somebody admits love, everything goes to shit, happy ending. Also: ANGSTFEST 2009." I.e. WORST SUMMARY EVARRR.

So last night, when I posted that fic? I didn't even read it before I posted it. I just posted it and ran out the door to go to a club. International Dance Night, dude. I danced with a gay black man, a Mexican dude old enough to be my dad, and the most adorable Indian kid ever, not to mention this pathetically drunk grad student who was actually pretty cute (if he would've stopped breathing his stinky drunk breath on me and trying to talk about hyenas and how hard it is to be a male talking to females or something).

So... this is midterm week. I have two unfinished big fics due this week, but I have to admit that my two exams and a project are more important. So... I'm probably going to fail both BigBang and j2_everafter. SAD FACE.

The Indians just won, so I guess that's a plus. Trevor Crowe played!

So.... much... flist... to... go... through. Oh my god. It just seems like half the people are STILL bitching about the "crazy tinhatters" being, you know, crazy, and the pro-girlfriend people being, like, "STFU HATERS" and I'm sorry, add in the Misha love and I am not seeing how this is ANY DIFFERENT from any other weekend, except there's more video than usual. And sure, it's pretty freakin' hilarious video, some of it, but I'm kind of meh, give me more Dollhouse and Heroes episodes like 1961 and stop talking about goddamn Jensen Ackles, please.

Like, I'm using my "Future!Peter is a badass" icon because that's how I feel about everything I'm seeing (and also because fuck you, I have loved Milo Ventimiglia since the first time Jess Mariano tried to steal Lorelai's beer, and future!Peter? Badass). No, seriously. I have unpopular opinions, I guess.

I'm about to just say fuck it and apologize that I'm just not up to the task of wading through it. I suck, I know. I don't even have a big flist (like, at all), and it's ONE WEEKEND, not to mention that, as far as I can tell, it's been pretty quiet since everyone's working on BigBang and finishing up j2_everafter.

( cut for WHINE )

Oh, and FUCK YOU, UMPIRING CREW. And fuck you, too, jerkoffs in the media who're trying to blame Trevor Crowe for the fan interference on the fucking ruled-as-a-HR-anyway-so-why-are-the-NY-people-still-whining-about-it thing. (Yes, this paragraph was so I could use my Trevor Crowe tag. I need a Crowe icon.)

ANYWAY. Here, ask me questions and flatter my ego. Nicked from dragynflies (whose fic tag I STILL have open in one tab and haven't gotten to yet, and it's been like a week and a half and I feel awful, I'm so behind on everything):

Ask me a question about one of my fanfictions. It can be absolutely anything in any fic and I will tell you the honest-to-god answer. Don’t hold back. Ask about major upcoming plot points if you want to. Whatever you ask, I have to answer truthfully.

[Poll #1383231]Those were the top three choices from the last poll. Just clicky. I don't care who you are, even if you're a random drive-by. I just want to see which name the internet likes best.

New layout, which I edited a bit from the original. Top bars bug me, so I had to fuck around with it to make it a sidebar. I still need to tweak it a little bit, but I'm pleased with it so far.

unreckless unreckless unreckless

Went a bit tag-happy on this entry, too. Ha!

So much homework! No writing time for me. Dear week, you can end any time now, thanks. :(

It's a good thing they extended the deadline for j2_everafter, seriously. No way will it be done by Friday. I can do the 30th, though. This weekend is going to be a big ol' writing fest for my happy ass.

My mom came down for Easter on Sunday, so I sent my old white Macbook home with her so it can be her computer now. I cleared everything off the hard drive, except I forgot to clear out my iTunes library. Nice, because now she has the fourth season of SPN through episode 17 (I never got 18 transferred over), not to mention Dollhouse through episode 7. Weird, though, because I just know I'm going to get a phone call that's like, "Um, Torrie, I was playing iTunes on shuffle and this song came on about the actors who play the brothers on Supernatural being in love..." and I'm going to go, "Yeah... but it's true so it's okay."

Tonight we tried to video chat on iChat, but failed because her neighbors were using their wireless for once, and the connection kept dropping. Laaame. I wanted to see my kitties in real time!

So my mother has this cat called Trooper. He's heinous. We completely hate each other, okay? He's big and bitchy, but he's pretty and fluffy and caramel colored, and I swear to god I just cast him as cat!Jensen in my j2_everafter without meaning to. So... no little black Binx. Instead we have big, rangy, light brown fluff.

Head, meet desk.

Angst-fu still broken. Tried to write some of Deadsville earlier. Failed.

Nine hours 'til my People Plagues & Pestilence class, and I still haven't done my project. Whoops. Anyone want to tell me (with references) what the three leading causes of death in Australia are?

So my angst-fu is broken and all I can write is humor. I mean, this is awesome for my J2_everafter, but Big Bang? Not so much.

Andyway. Here, have more commentficathon:


{a vacation-fic meme}

I've written one: SEAWORLD! Jared makes them sit in the SPLASH ZONE at the dolphin show.

and prompted two: Visiting Gettysburg. One of them is a Civil War geek, and the other suffers.
New Orleans. Bourbon Street. Mardi Gras beads are involved.

Go forth and commentfic!