the special dirty things

There is a shocking lack of coherence in this post.

Despite being unfocused and fidgety for the last three weeks, I managed to get my newgameplus done! \o/ And really only then because of a very kind extra day's grace that eliminated a good chunk of my ZOMGDEADLINE dread. I'm so very excited about this challenge now, because I sorta completely forgot that I get a treat too. I do this with exchanges every single time. You'd really think I'd learn.

I'm enjoying my classes! Apparently I am not so bad at this copywriting thing, which I really un-humbly expected but it's still rather nice to have confirmed. Yet again I have confirmed that going to university straight out of high school was possibly the dumbest thing I ever did. I enjoyed it, sure, and daily paw my very nice books and even use them for research quite often, and I appreciate the skills in regards to thought processes and arguments (which I really don't use in day to day interactions, oops) and time management, but Christ, those were expensive lessons. Life Plan version 4.5 is a go.

I seem to work on original stuff in fits and starts. Once I get started, that's all I do until I've written the entire first draft, or edited the second version or what have you, and then I stop cold turkey. I've reached the limit of what I can do with them on my own for now, and waiting for my very fancy Editor person to have time to poke at them is a nice break. Related to this: haraamis, I know I sorta kinda maybe said I'd be sending you the second complete version of Pocket, but chapter 12 is pissing me off. So. Would you like to be subjected to the incomplete version and therefore be terribly helpful? I'm possibly poking you with a stick while asking this question. :D

Etsy is still the devil. THE DEVIL.

I have new glasses! \o/ They are terribly cute. And lo, the slight blurriness of my vision is again resolved! I should really not go another five years before getting my eyes tested again.

Also, must remember to buy contacts this year. Ho ho.

REPO MEN. I'M SO GOING TO SEE IT TOMORROW. I should probably feel slightly ashamed of myself as the entire reason I'm going to see this movie is that it has Jude Law interacting with Liev Schreiber... and I want to write porn for that like omgwhoayespls. I've also completely avoided the trailer for it, as I was warned it's stupidly spoilery, so all I know about the movie is the tag line. In my shameless shallowness, that is so enough for me.

Now that I've wasted twenty minutes blabbing, maybe I'll go for another walk. So. RESTLESS. D:

I are getting new computer! THIS IS EXCITING. I've never owned a brand new out of the box still smells like rampant consumerism computer! A shiny new iMac for me~~!

Which means I'm retiring Sammy. This makes me feel inexplicably guilty. He is still a perfectly good little iMac, put-putting along without any troubles. I'm going to see about selling him to someone with general home computer needs, meaning hopefully some cash monies towards new computer (a shiny dual boot that I want to name Holmes (the crazy and temperamental, I mean, misunderstood, but undoubtedly useful Windows partition) and Watson (the stable, reliable and infinitely more personable Mac partition) because I am a DORK) and Sammy will continue to be useful to someone.

21 INCHES OF IMAC LOVIN, ZOMG. \o/

Sorry Sammy! D:

-Operation Wake Up Early: Fail. Mission aborted halfway through. I DO NOT ACTUALLY NEED NINE HOURS OF SLEEP, BODY.

-The evil twin is a fic writing machine when Porn Battle rolls around. It makes me lazy. It's like, I don't need to write, she's doing it for me, why expend the extra effort when I can just kick back and enjoy? This is also sometimes my philosophy on sex. Ahar.

-I have never had a character as FUSSY as JUDE LAW in my head. I wanted to write quick and dirty porn. RDJ is all THUMBS UP! and Jude is all no plot, no cock. Whut. No, seriously. WHUT.

-Editing one original novel has stalled about 20k in. This is what I get for waking up one day, saying, "Hey, I wonder if I can write a novel," and then doing so without firmly plotting what the fuck happens in it.

-I'm starting to think part time employment is harder to find than full time.

-HAVE FINALLY HEARD FROM BANK. Student loan has been increased by not-enough-but-still-scary-because-I-have-to-one-day-repay-it for the purposes of continuing education. Here's hoping a specialised diploma in something I can already pretty much do is of more use than my Bachelor's.

-Jude, seriously. Porn.

Finally got my AO3 invite! :D Now begins the deliberation over a username, and which stories to start uploading. There is no way in hell I'm sticking everything all the way back to 2000 on there, as a) I am lazy, and b) even I have some shame.

Bullet points are AWESOME.

- Yuletide assignment has arrived! This is very, very exciting. Most fandoms I signed up for this year are ones I've never written in before, so this excitement will turn to gnashing of teeth shortly, but in all honesty, I kinda enjoy that, too. Har.

- My days of monofandom are so over. This isn't even news or much of a realisation, I know. Comic books are eating me alive and I'm ready to write porn for things that haven't even been released yet.

- Writing original stuff is fun hard full of self-abusive joy. I've finally learned how to create characters for short stories. Today, mobsters, tomorrow, mercenaries.

- I'm watching way too many movies these days. And by too many movies, I mean not enough. If anyone has an recs, feel free to toss them my way. I'm not feeling genre-specific, either, though I don't enjoy slashers-for-the-sake-of-slashing. Yesterday, I watched Batman Begins before Breakfast on Pluto. I'm pretty sure that defines diverse (and a shiny obsession with Cillian Murphy). If only my Disco Pigs download would hurry up and download.

- I am hungry.

- Shit, I need to write my Dear Santa letter for Yuletide. D:

Writing is hard. :\

Dear Supernatural,

Baby, just so you know, if you kill Chuck, we're breaking up.

With fickle love,
Me

I... I think I would write porn for Chuck. So adorable. :x

I have this insane craving for delicious Mexican food. I think I woke up this morning in the middle of a dream about the wonderful teeny taqueria Jess and Miko and I found on our roadtrip back from YCon a couple of years ago. Also, the evil twin was visiting last week, and my brain equates evil twin with California with TACOS.

THEY ARE SO GOOD.

AND I AM HUNGRY. D:

ponderosa was playing around with design stuffs the other day and made posters for some of my kink_bingo fics! Which was probably a joint effort attempt at keeping from mumblemumble and not-so-subtly reminding me that my blackout probably isn't going to happen unless I haul ass. I think the blackout might be a lost cause. This makes me sad.

But posters, posters make me happy! Obviously I am biased, but this does not change the fact that they are full of awesome. Yes.



( Bigger versions beneath the cut! Some NSFW language for you cautious peoples. )