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Monday, May 14th, 2012
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9:40 pm - Supernatural Fic That Ate My Brain, Masterpost
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| Monday, June 8th, 2009
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8:04 pm - Smart!Dean fic, 4/?
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| Thursday, May 28th, 2009
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10:16 pm - smart!Dean fic, 3/?
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Smart!Dean, chapter 3
Word Count: ~1600
A/N: The chapter where Eliot finally meets Sam. Everyone who thought that Eliot would be uber protective and hate Sam was right.
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| Thursday, May 21st, 2009
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11:06 pm - SFTAMB 2/?
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| Thursday, May 14th, 2009
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9:51 pm - SFTAMB 1/?
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| Tuesday, August 21st, 2007
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4:16 pm - peaches!
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I've been picking up windfall peaches all day, and finally decided to make a peach cobbler, and mix up the fruit for several more, to freeze. There doesn't seem to be anything else to do with windfall peaches, since they'll be half rotten and half green, requiring lots of cutting just to get some usable fruit. They're not good to just eat. However, I'm not going to protest having lots of cobbler on hand.
Also got new goats a couple days ago. It's my new job to tame and train them, as well as put up pasture fencing for them. The only thing more aggravating than stringing electric fence wire? Stringing electrified mesh fencing. The tangles are worse. I've been training Bramble (the one in the picture) on a leash, as she is enough of an escape artist that I need some measure of control over her. She's way too cute for her own good.
current mood:  busy
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| Tuesday, August 14th, 2007
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8:23 pm - Whee! Meteors
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A few times a year I am reminded of one of the few benefits to living out in the middle of nowhere. These times happen to coincide with the Leonids, the Perseids, etc. The Perseids were supposed to peak on Sunday night, so I climbed up to the roof around 11 pm, only to have the sky completely cloud over about 15 minutes later. I sighed, and hoped the next night would be clear. It was. Around 10:00 I climbed up to the roof with a blanket, mp3 player, and a thermos full of chai. I stayed up there until my chai ran out, about an hour and a half later (hey, the thermos was stainless steel, so the chai stayed really hot, I had to drink it slowly). Meteor showers are absolutely gorgeous, and my only complaint with them is that the skies are rarely clear at night in November, when the Leonids come. By the time I climbed down from the roof and went to bed, as sleeping on rooftops is a Bad Idea, I had seen probably a dozen really spectacular meteors, and many more lesser ones. I only wish I had a camera with a fast enough shutter speed to capture them.
current mood:  peaceful
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| Saturday, July 21st, 2007
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6:18 pm - Harry Potter Movie
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Saw the 5th movie a few days ago and I don't have much to say about it except that it was slashy. They changed a lot from the book, but I can sort of forgive them, because they put so much slash into it. And slash of my favorite pairings: Remus/Sirius, Harry/Cedric, Harry/Snape. Although what was with all the Harry/Sirius? And YoungSnape? Love.
current mood:  blah
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| Wednesday, July 18th, 2007
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4:48 pm - Taper
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See, the thing about having absolutely no life other than swimming is that when you go on taper, you have nothing to do. And I do have no life other than swimming. I even have a very nice little award that, while it is prestigious, signifies to the entire team that my life revolves around the pool. But Pacific Northwest Swimming Championships start a week from tomorrow, and I'm tapering for them. Instead of spending five hours a day at the pool, I now only spend about two and a half hours there. In addition, I'm not feeling the need to nap in between workouts, because I don't have doubles most days. I have this huge chunk of time in the middle of my day that I didn't used to have, and now I have no idea what to do with it. In addition, I'm getting really sick of carbs. I'm a distance swimmer, I know I have to carbo-load, but a chunk of grilled salmon would be nice. It's probably a good thing that it's rainy around here right now, because otherwise I'd be tempted to go outside and play in the sun, and that is strictly forbidden. If anyone in my training group gets any tanner over the next week, we'll be in trouble. Hell, if anything about us noticeably changes we're in trouble. One guy got in trouble for showing up all scraped up from falling off his skateboard. And, of course, if anyone shaves their legs before the 26th...I don't envy them.
Really, it's this whole cycle that makes swimmers somewhat...inbred (I don't know how else to put it). For the most part, swimmers only date other swimmers. It just doesn't work to have it any other way. We go to bed early, because we have to get up for morning workouts. We only shave our legs three or four times a year, and then everybody, including the guys, do it. In addition, there's the small problem of everyone acting gay, even if they're straight. This confuses almost everyone, which is amusing at first, but then when you're actually trying to get someone interested in you it can get difficult. So, for the sake of swimmers everywhere, please don't assume that we're all gay just because we act like. Probably only about a quarter of the people in my training group are actually gay. Everyone else is quite happy to hook up with the opposite sex. Just because the boys play grab-ass in the locker room doesn't mean that they won't date a girl (don't ask me how this works). However, even I can get somewhat overwhelmed by all the gayness. Seeing M draped over K on the walk down to the outdoor pool is not what I need at 7:30 in the morning. Neither is seeing M hump anyone on the wall while I'm trying to warm-up. The leather speedos are...amusing, but the trend is starting to get out of hand. We don't need all the boys in the training group to have matching ones. And by the way, it isn't a contest to see who can squeeze their ass into the smallest suit. When it starts to look like a thong, go no further.
current mood:  bored
current music: Freezepop
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| Sunday, July 8th, 2007
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8:15 pm - swimmers
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Swimmers are very strange people. I write this having gone an entire 48 hours isolated from the swim team. Very strange situation for me to be in, since a couple of weeks ago I went 60 straight hours surrounded only by swimmers. Now, the thing that most people don't understand about swimmers is that we're not actually all gay. We just act like it. Example: The Man Cave, at a meet a few days ago. A canopy was lowered, and towels were hung all around its sides, to make a cozy 10x10 tent that no girls were allowed inside. Or there's the sudden outbreak of leather speedos. Or underwear parties. Or the extreme popularity of lap tag, although there's a lot more violence than sex in that game. Every time we play, we leave blood on the carpet.
But you know, there is a fairly high number of gay swimmers on my team. Well, most of them just don't care what gender a person is, they just want someone. On the above mentioned travel trip, we had gay, straight, and just-don't-care people, all of which served to enforce the point that assigning rooms by gender is really stupid, because we're going to find ways to hook up anyway, even if it involves sneaking out to the hot tub at midnight (Who, me?). Since there were usually three people to a room, but only two beds, it was fun to see what people came up with. One room of straight boys went out and purchased an inflatable pool float, which when blown up and covered with blankets and pillows became a pretty good bed. The other room took the mattresses off the box springs and spread them around the room so that two of them slept on mattresses and the other on box springs. The room of gay boys just pushed the beds together to become one big bed, and they all slept in it together. There were only two girls rooms, and one of them (mine) only had two people. In the other room, it was assumed that one of the girls would spend the night in her boyfriend's bed, thus leaving the beds to the other girls. Much less complicated. Although almost all of this was facilitated by the alcohol brought along by one boy, which apparently can make even poker tournaments somewhat fascinating.
current mood:  contemplative
current music: Science Genius Girl-Freezepop
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6:47 pm - fanfic musings
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I've been wandering the intertubes this weekend, and two things have caught my mind. First, why is it that all the odd/rare/disturbing pairings involve Snape in some way? I've seen Snape/Fluffy, Snape/Kreacher...WHY? Fortunately, I haven't clicked on any of these fics, so my mind is spared that scarring. Hagrid/Filch, which doesn't involve Snape, is also too disturbing for me to contemplate.
The other thought that occurred to me, prompted by numerous broken links, was that I really should start saving to my hard drive all the really good fics that I come across. Sometimes I'm able to find the fic in question, after searching through multiple archives, and sometimes, as in the case of "Other than in Dreams" by Aspen, it appears to have well and truly disappeared. But then I remember the Wayback Machine, and all is good. Still, I wish more rec sites would actually post fics, instead of links, to save the trouble of searching the intertubes for them. And there are some fics that can't be reached even through the web archives. Why is it always the rare pair fics that seem to be gone? It probably isn't just them, it just seems like it because there are so many more fics available for popular pairings. But it frustrates me that there are few enough Harry/Oliver or Harry/Cedric fics to begin with, and then some of those disappear, leaving even fewer of them around to read. It was a pleasant surprise for me, however, to see how much has been added to the Weasley Slash Archive since I last was there.
A third note, which has come up as I write this: among the fics that I was actually able to read with a minimum of searching was "Lesson Learned" by Jai Marie. Sometimes, after reading reams and reams of fanfic!sex, it is restful and wonderful to read a fic with realistic first time kissing/sex. It is messy, it is awkward, and you may wonder if you're doing it right. It made me very happy to see this fanfic reflect that, with Harry and Cedric discovering the mechanics of gay sex. Poor boys. Yes, lube really is necessary. If you can't remember the spell, do something else. Don't bravely forge ahead without it. *snicker* As I'm not a gay male, I'm not really qualified to comment on the accuracy of the sex itself, but the kissing? Definitely how I remember it. You know, I feel sorry for those younger fanfic readers, who read all the perfect kissing/sex scenes and think that's how it really is supposed to happen, and then they get out there and experience the imperfect world for themselves.
current mood: contemplative
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| Thursday, April 12th, 2007
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2:56 pm
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| Sunday, March 4th, 2007
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8:20 pm - Looking at quizzes...
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| Sunday, February 4th, 2007
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6:58 pm - This Journal
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