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Dec. 26th, 2009 @ 02:47 am
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So. Um.
:).
From non-immediate family:
A billion Christmas cards. Best design award blatantly goes to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) bindaroonie, will try and get a photo later to demonstrate why because I nearly cried laughing. It's a work of beauty and genius. Best message; ffffff, EVERYONE. I got porn and silliness and sweetness and d'aww. You guys are epic.
Karla on DVD from lilka
Gorgeous lip-balm things from snakewhissperer
Socks a-plenty from debb and misskalloway
Music CDs from not_cynical
A bottle of chianti from Ron at work
A stuff-bucket from eldest maternal Aunty
A bag from our lovely slightly nutty neighbour down the road <3
And off the immediate family:
New PJs (pictures not forthcoming as they're an ill fit, but I don't care :P, PJs are always comfy)
New undies (which are a good fit, pictures still not forthcoming because - yeah, undies)
Neon yellow skull and crossbones legwarmers because my mum is insane omg
A lime
£1.03-ish in shiny pennies
A reindeer teddy and mug
Thorntons chocolates
Maltesers
Terminator: Salvation on DVD
Batman: Arkham Asylum for PS3
A Muse calendar
A gorgeous, gorgeous green home-made scarf from mum <3
A bell
MOTHERFUCKING MUSE TICKETS
NEW SHINY PHONE OMGGGGGG
And, um, think that's everything.
I wanted this year to be over so fast at the start of it. Now? I kind of don't want it to end. Seriously; best year ever. I'm now off to bed to fart off the post-turkey gas because seriously, that stuff could inflate and/or choke a donkey.
And I am overjoyed with the feedback I've had on my (totes secret) Stargate: Atlantis, Good Omens and Supernatural secret santa fics <3 <3 <3. Can't wait to finally get to link you all to them!
I hope you all had an amazing, amazing Christmas. And for those of you who haven't, I hope your New Year will pwn as hard as Christmas should have. Actually, I hope EVERYONE'S New Year will pwn - you guys and girls are gorgeous, awesome people and I love you, I love that you guys, my irl friends and my family are 99% of the reason this year's been so phenomenal in the finish.
And even if Star Trek was my little sister's prezzie this year, not mine, I would like to see your Christmas off with a spirit true to it ;).
Live long, and prosper! |
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Dec. 25th, 2009 @ 02:13 pm
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I GOT MUSE TICKETS
MUSE
TICKETS
AND A NEW MOBILE PHONE
BEST CHRISTMAS EVER
OMFG DETAILS TOMORROW AS I'M BANNING MYSELF FROM THE INTERNET TODAY SO I CAN GO DO FAMILY THINGS BUT OMG OMG OMG
MUSE TICKETS
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But I would like to try an Internet band-aid.
telrunya, this is for you: ( Heat/Dean, cracky and totally short. )
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Pretty much all of you know that I am, in my own funny little way, a Christian. I talk about it from time to time but I'm not generally a WOAH HEY WOO YEAH IN YOUR FACE WOOOOOO Christian for a few reasons; first, I think to do so would be a bit dickish, and I don't like being dickish. Second, I write blasphemous porn - I don't really get to claim the moral high ground. Third, I'm a firm believer in "Preach the Gospel at all times and when necessary use words" because St Francis of Assisi rocked.
I don't particularly believe we own this holiday - with Yule and Hanukkah and about fifty other holidays coinciding with midwinter, and with most anyone knowing full well that Jesus wouldn't have actually been born at this time of year, it'd be outright daft to claim ownership. Claiming ownership of a midwinter festival is about as silly as claiming ownership of all beer, or ownership of particularly nice sunsets. And in all fairness, modern Christmas is more a combination of all the best bits from the various holidays - getting together with people you love (or are at least supposed to love), putting up a tree and decorations, dancing and getting absolutely bungalowed at parties, kissing under mistletoe, hanging up stockings, exchanging cards and presents and messages of love and peace and goodwill.
Christmas, I will admit, I love just as much religiously as I do secularly. Strimming out the extras - the virgin birth borrowed from one religion, the journey borrowed to fit better with certain prophecies etc - down to the basics, Christmas as a religious holiday is basically celebrating the idea that some few thousand years ago a baby was born who would later grow up to say that actually, God loves everyone, yes, even you, that one over there in the corner going >:(. That's the religious side of it for me, and I love that it's one of the few Christian holidays that is focused on hope and not on "And then this guy/girl suffered for you/God/God and you. Suffered like woah. Cherish your Guiiiiiilt". This is a holiday that basically has a spirit of "Things are pretty okay! Anyone for scrabble later?".
Secularly, I love presents. I love receiving them, I love giving them, I love that I get to spend today wearing brand new socks (and I am a firm believer there are few better simple pleasures than new socks, even if some people think they're a silly gift). I love making other people happy, too; even if they don't know it was me who did it. And I love it when people make each other happy, even if they probably aren't aware that they're doing so; when you overhear a hilarious conversation on the train, or you spot an old couple holding hands, or you see someone just generally being decent to someone else. It makes you feel a little bit warmer, a little bit fuzzier, and a little bit lighter.
I love the Christmas holidays because they're just about the one time of year in the western world where everyone tries to love everyone else, by and large. And Charles Dickens, that great advocate of all things Christmassy, did say that no one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else. As much as it's "just a holiday", and it's ridiculously over-commercialised, there's still a fundamental search for joy, a fundamental desire for everyone to be happier and more at peace running underneath all the silliness, and that's what I celebrate Christmas for.
Well. That and the free socks. |
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SNOW AT CHRISTMAS
IN LIVERPOOL
IN ENGLAND
BEST. YEAR. EVER. |
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Hmm...
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Dec. 23rd, 2009 @ 09:56 pm
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I think to round the year off, as I'm stuck in work about half of the days between now and New Year's Day, I fancy seeing how many things from my to-do list I can blitz through. I'm not going to touch on the IRL things as they take faaaaaar too much energy when I'm already exhausted, but ficcing/otherwise making fanwork is just as much fun when I'm half-asleep as it is normally, so ;).
- Send Springkink prompts list to animadri
- Organise recs
( Or anything from this list. Erm. ) |
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Dec. 22nd, 2009 @ 08:45 am
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Dear sky;
Pretty sure you shouldn't be smoked salmon gingery-pink. Just sayin'. In fact, could you, you know, stop being that colour, as it's really more than a tiny tad disturbing.
...
Okay, the slow segway into dustcloud yellowy-orange is no less disturbing.
*stares at the clouds accusingly* |
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FUCK YEAH PEGASUS
FUCK YEAH THE KRAKEN
BRB JIZZING EVERYWHERE, BEST NIGHT EVER, BEST DECEMBER EVER, BEST YEAR EVER OH MY GOD |
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How come every time I get to the end of a Dean and Castiel fic I'm always left with one scene to finish where they're meant to talk to each other and they won't just GET ON WITH IT.
FFFFFF GUYS MEANINGFUL SILENCES ARE NOT EASY TO CONVEY IN WRITING OMG I AM NOT THAT TALENTED THANKS. JUST. AT LEAST GESTURE OR SOMETHING, BECAUSE I CANNOT WRITE "AND THEN THEY EYE-FUCKED FOR LIKE AN HOUR" IN SRS BZNSS FIC.
In other news, I'm really tempted to give a longer Sassy piece a go, but there's a little part of me that feels guilty for turning away from the crack for a moment to do so.
Damnit Sam, why do you have such a pookum, I just want to make things better for you in everything. |
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Okay, first come first served on this, but does anyone have a mum/aunt/grandma/best bud (or who is actually over 40 themselves, the recommended age range for this particular thing - I don't screen you guys by age ;), for the record) who wouldn't be offended by a gift of anti-aging moisturiser? I kind of accidentally wound up buying my mum more than one type and, er, while one present of it looks like a present, two presents of it looks like a hint. THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD MAKE CHRISTMAS LISTS AND STICK TO THEM, PEOPLE.
But yes, anyway, anyone want a tub of Oil of Olay night cream in the post? That way at least I know it's going to a good home this Christmas XD. |
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ELONGATED YOU ARE HENCEFORTH FORBIDDEN FROM LEAVING MY LIFE.
Oh my god I just got your Christmas card and I am dying of laughter, you are EPIC AND WIN AND AMAZING AND ALL OF THE ABOVE. NEVER LEAVE ME. |
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J2 fic
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Dec. 16th, 2009 @ 01:25 pm
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Right, as I'm sure you're aware, my new programme of choice is Supernatural, and as a result I've developed an obsession not only with Sam/Dean, but also with J2 fic.
I didn't think I'd be able to write it; hence me publishing any and all plotbunnies in this fandom.
However, my muse became too detailed with one such 'plotbunny' to the point that I realised I WAS writing a fic! *bounces*
HOWEVER, there was a paragraph that I liked, that just didn't fit in with the fic itself. SO, I'm posting it below, incase it ever inspires me - or to see whether it may inspire someone else!!
As he sipped his way through his coffee, Jensen slowly became more aware of his surroundings, and turned his gaze from the window to the man beside him. This floppy-haired, exuberant, friendly, affectionate life-size hyperactive giant of a man was his best friend, his roommate, his co-worker and the subject of his unrequited affections. From the moment he met the man; so unlike Jensen himself in so many ways and yet so like him in others, he knew they could not help but be friends. But he could never have guessed how much Jared would become to him.
But Jensen was resigned; there was no way he would risk their friendship on the off-chance that Jared may feel something, their relationship was far too important to him to risk. So he pushed the sexual aspect of his love deep down inside, and simply cherished what he did have; Jared waking him up of a morning with his coffee, Jared to laugh with and work with all day, Jared to eat dinner with, watch movies and play games – just Jared.
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Because I think I just wrote more Sassy.
http://ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com/151762.html?thread=1453522#t1453522
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(I THINK I'M DEVELOPING AN ADDICTION. I blame the fact that Sam/Castiel is hawt as all get out, but unlike Dean and Castiel or Dean and Sam, I am not overattached to the end results of their relationship whether in a platonic or romantic sense) |
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MULTI-FANDOM PORN-IN
in celebration of adult content on the internet
Really, is there a universe wherein I would say "Hell naw" to that proposition? Will be there straight after lunch <3! |
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:D = bit by bit finding my presents to people are arriving - the postal service isn't quite as horribly unreliable as I had thought <3.
Also :D = starting to receive goodies!
- _dahne_, the DMC4 poster arrived <3, could you PM me your address hon so I can send you the postage?
- debb, your socks and goodies arrived <3!
- not_cynical, your CDs arrived <3!
- eviltwin, your card arrived <3!
- Some gorgeous anonymous, your $5 LJ voucher arrived <3!
o_0 = last night I dreamt a Twilight self-insert fanfic. I KID YOU NOT. I woke up very puzzled and perplexed and also highly, highly amused.
I dreamt I was the new girl in Forks and Jacob was completely into me, and I was kind of into him, and we started hanging out and having long talks and eventually sitting down and snuggling up somewhere, though we never got to the making out stage, it was just a given that this was going to happen eventually (and his hair was totally gorgeous to the touch). And Bella kept watching and being all po-faced and jealous, which was a genius move because Edward was still all over her.
And at the end Edward got bored and the rest of the Cullens ate Bella. And it was hilarious. Also surprisingly hot. LOOK THEY'RE A SEXY VAMPIRE FAMILY, DINNERTIME IS SEXY TOO.
THE END.
ETA: HOLY CRAP, UNF - Sam/Castiel (+ some Wincest) footporn. I. Er. YUM.
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GUYS GUYS GUYS
GUYS
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