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Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Countdown: 132 days
My day thus far:
- Woke up from a nightmare at 6AM. Two nightmares in a year is really too much, brain. No, really.
- Residu shakiness from nightmare caused me to nearly burn my eyebrows off when trying to light a fag.
- Did not get any breakfast down because of aforementioned shakiness.
- Due to miscommunications et al., spent hour and a half running around Brussels and ended up 45 minutes late for a meeting I was supposed to be half hour early for.
- Due to running to try and get to meeting in time, went through my knee.
- Developed a sinus headache, and the only painkiller that really help against my sinus headaches is Sinutab, which knocks me out cold, especially on an empty stomach.
- Did not have any coffee until 11:45.
- Had forgotten my wallet over here yesterday so I couldn't buy breakfast, or tobacco, or anything.
- Spent the remaining hour of the meeting taking minutes and notes of discussions I did not understand at all
Ooohhhhhm, calm blue sea, calm blue sea ...
In better news, I now do have coffee, and cigarettes, and also, a baby cousin! :D First one on my mum's side of the family, a boy named Jobbe. Which, yes, still leaves me my oma's only granddaughter, and thus the favourite. (And bugger, I forgot to ask my mum if they'd decided on the godmother yet. They were thinking of asking my grandmother, but she's already my godmother, and my mum would really like to.)
Aaaand the Believers are at it again. I'm assuming this is brought on by the article in the Guardian? As I said to Molly: "THE GUARDIAN HAS CAUGHT THE GAY!" And that's all I'm going to say about this thing, lest I end up a gibbering, nervous wreck in a corner of the room. No, seriously, people, this shit makes my skin crawl. This is almost enough to make me want to go back in time and stop the rise of RPS. Yes, it's that bad.
Okay, no, I will say this: The Guardian article is not evidence that the Believers are right. It's just evidence that the Believers are loud enough to be picked up by mainstream media. You know who else is that loud? Conspiracy theorists of all kinds. Which, I suppose, the Believers are a part of. And now, I'm going to go and hide in HP fandom, because suddenly, that seems rather sane to me. (Note to any Believers who might be reading this: Please have mercy on my fraggled nerves and don't argue with me. I've given up on this cause, I'm just preaching to the choir of my friends, here. You won't get an answer unless you miraculously manage to sound actually sane. Which isn't going to happen.)
Ooohhhhhm, calm blue sea, calm blue sea ...
Oh, yes, the WiPs thing Silvia started. I don't have many WiPs, mostly because I tend to chew on a bunny for a long time, and don't actually start it until I really hear the first paragraph, and once I'm past that, I can usually finish it within a month or so.
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bodyswitching.txt
Harry Potter; Ron/Hermione, Draco/Hermione. In which Draco and Ron switch bodies, Hermione only wants Ron for his body, and Harry is a dense little twit. Third person omniscient POV, which is really difficult to stay into, but very amusing to write. Written mostly for mine and Ruth's amusement, so I only add little bits at a time when I feel in a punchy mood.There is something inherently dangerous about putting a few dozen teenagers in a room with a few hundred dangerous substances. Hormones and bat ears do not mix, as the most recent exposion illustrates quite nicely. Professor Severus Snape sighs and wades in to do some damage control, and Hermione Granger mentally adds another notch to her running count of Potions Accidents Which Could Have Been Avoided Had People Paid More Attention To Their Cauldron Than To The Person In The Next Row.
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evilhet.txt
Lord of the Rings; Gríma/Eowyn. My first het story ever, based on the premise of Dale's Ring Challenge: what if someone else had gotten the Ring? In this case, Gríma Wormtongue. At 1,200+ words, and stuck because I can't figure out what happens between the birth of their son and the end of the story. Grrrr.He came to her in the weapon chamber, appearing at her side while she was girding on her sword belt. "My lady." She twirled around, turning to face him.
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Edited to add: hackeriffic.txt
Hackers; Ramon "Phantom Phreak" Sanchez/Joey Phardella. Shut up. I have no willpower. None.Nobody ever understood why he kept Joey around. Everyone else thought he was an annoying little tagalong at best, and kept asking him why he didn't just tell the kid to fuck off. -
history.txt
Harry Potter; Marcus/Oliver, Harry/Draco. I have, like, one sentence of this damn thing written, but there's a bunch of phrases and ideas scribbled down on paper that I want to use in here, so it is going to get written, it'll just take a while.History repeats itself.
learn.txt
Harry Potter; Marcus/Ginny. This was supposed to be the Other Evil Het Story, but it kind of derailed on me and I think I went off too far into metaphor country. Will be finished, one day, when I find my way back.Marcus Flint never learns from his mistakes. When he was in his third year, he flew too close to the Whomping Willow, and spent three days in the infirmary. As soon as he was released, he grabbed a broom and flew at the Willow again, and again, and again, until he managed, just once, to sear past and touch the tree without once getting hit.
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nano.txt
Non-fanfic. My unfinished NaNovel, which got to about 2,800 words before I gave up. May some day be continued. Or not.Don McFarlane was an ordinary guy. As a child, he'd spent many a rainy afternoon reading his grandfather's collection of thentieth century comic books. He'd had to be very careful with them, wash his hands before he touched them, and never ever take them out of his grandfather's study. He never had. Donny McFarlane was a good little boy, who'd grown up to be a perfectly ordinary guy.
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thegame.txt
Harry Potter; Harry/Draco. The first HPfic I ever started, and not very likely to ever really be written. There's some serious flaws in the basic concept, but I might try to rescue some of the Ron/Draco dialgue I had in Chapter Two. Mmm, sniping.Harry's summer had been almost disappointingly normal. The Dursleys were still trying to ignore the existence of magic, Dudley was still fat, and halfway through the summer, the Weasleys had come to get him. Despite the normality, or perhaps because of it, he'd had a disquieting feeling all summer. It had been especially bad at the Weasleys; he'd never forgive himself if anything happened to them because he was with them when Voldemort attacked.
All of that is, of course, not counting the numerous bunnies I have, or even Strange Love, which is technically a WiP, but not really.
Want to go hoooooome! Whine.
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Wow. You're lucky. If I go a night without having a nightmare, I count that as a blessing.
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Sigh.
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My nightmares don't involve gore, etc ... Mostly, just ... Impending war, bad things happening to me. But, really things I can't control and that scares me. Like, losing teeth or eyes.
Although I must have had 6 dreams (I kept waking up) about Sean Bean last night, which made up for the one nightmare.
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I've never had a slash dream. When/if I do, I will probably wake up going "what the??" and then "hmm." Or something, I don't know. I'm just happy when I don't dream about the end of the world ;)