while with his gun the pagan angel rose to say

THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING.

I mean. I love summer. I do. If I could have it my way, the year would be spring, summersummer, fall. No one really needs winter. HOWEVER. And this is very important: My idea of summer is NOT 40 DEGREE HEAT. THAT IS 15 DEGREES ABOVE THE LIMIT OF MY COMFORT ZONE.

And it makes me feel all useless and non-writery. :/ I have two fans, a spritzy bottle, enough popsicles to start a fetish mini-series and am sitting around in my underwear like a SKEEZE, and it is still Too Hot to do anything than produce stilted crap-wurds.

Bitch bitch, whine whine, grump.

SCREAM.

Evil twin. Evil twin loves us, yes.

Gorgeous woobie Victor/Logan pic (G, nuzzyly and worksafe) with size difference and woobs and I want to write fic for it but I already did.

My flaily love apparently knows no bounds, all things considered.

I'm going to give the internets one more week, and if at the end of that week I see no Victor/Logan fall out when I shake it, I'm afraid it's just going to have to die. I'll be sad to see it go, but desperate times. Desperate times.

Also, look! A post that isn't fic! JUST SHAMELESS PLEADING. D:

The THINGS I do in the name of PORN.

So, my employer has told me not to bother coming to work for the rest of my notice period. Which, you know, awesome, I get paid and don't have to go to work. Right?

Wrong. They said they don't have to pay me a thing.

Aha. Ahahaaa. HA. RIGHT. I DON'T THINK SO.

After a big kerfuffle, they said they'll pay me two weeks, which they have to anyway, thanks very much. I'm so glad I made the decision to leave that place. I'm the fifth employee they've tried to shaft in two years.

I mean, what were they hoping, I'd just let it slide? Just. Argh.

[eta] A coworker also gave notice after witnessing the spectacle. I feel like I should start a revolution or something.[/eta]

The job situation has been rocky for awhile. I've been promised a change in workload (I asked for MORE, because I was bored sitting around doing nothing but filing all day) and improvements to current processes for over a year now, and no dice.

There have been a few times where problems with clients have been taken out on employees. I never experienced the brunt of one of those until yesterday.

Nobody yells at me. I don't care how upset you are, you just don't.

So I gave my notice this morning. In one month, I will be free! And by free, I mean unemployed.

Don't tell my mother.

Everything that was transferred over from LJ is all locked down. WHAT A BOTHER. So. I'm going through, in a very idle, tra-la-la way, unlocking stuff as I see it. If anybody happens to click on a tag that takes you to nothing, feel free to let me know. All my fic is at Idle Hands, anyway. I'm just puttering for the sake of puttering.

Currently, I'm having conflict. There are sexy demons and delicious Logan/Remy gnawing on my brain. I would like to clone myself so I could do both at once. Yis.

Nerve-wracking: Will hear if shiny new job is MY shiny new job next week. YEEK. :x

Roomie (for some unknown reason, but I think she just got torrent happy) downloaded the entire series of Big Wolf on Campus, and somehow, she convinced me to take a break from DS2 to watch a couple eps....

And now I'm writing Tommy/Merton porn in my head.

THERE WAS A PROBING JOKE, OKAY.

How do I rock my Wednesday night? I make an indexed spreadsheet of all my video games.

Oh yeah.

This one is totally late to the party, BUT. Now that I've made my dreamwidth account under the same name as IJ (and LJ before that), I remember... I sorta wanted to change it.

It really wouldn't be THAT much hassle...

...I mean, one post here...

...right?

Why is it I think of this NOOOOOW. D:

Blue's life is hard. Oh yeah.

A vote! Blue gets new name = yay! OR Blue doesn't need a new name = nay. I peer at the internets hopefully.

Job stuff! Changing jobs is ANNOYING. I'm not sure why I thought going for a goverment position would be a good idea (aside from, y'know, health care, vacation and benefits) because holy crap, they make you WORK FOR IT. I've made it through about four of the five steps in their Trial by Fire, I mean, screening process, and now... I wait.

Impatiently.

I have lots of SPN fic sitting in the wings that I really need to get around to tidying up. Instead of doing that, I play old video games (Secret of Mana! Illusion of Gaia!) and see about importing all my old fic from LJ. I have this vague notion that having it all on the journal would be handy or something. Though the site Pond hosts for me is a heck of a lot more streamlined.

I hear there's a new FMA anime out there? Greedy greedy Greed, yes?

Yesterday at work was shitty so I unleashed my RAR on the overgrown plot of plant-like thing in my front garden. I think this is why my mother gardens--ripping up stuff by the root is very cathartic. So now I have less RAR, a tidier garden and my thighs are KILLING ME. Woo!

I have fic that I’m Considering(TM) unleashing upon the world later tonight. It’s been awhile since I’ve even touched fic, probably a month or more. I wish I could figure out a way to maintain a steady flow as opposed to the periodic blurts.

Meanwhile, I check my email a zillion times a day waiting for news on the new mumblemumble. WHY IS THE GOVERNMENT SO DAMN SLOW.

Mr. Pitiful by Matt Costa: J2 song, y/y?

I'm running away for a long weekend and will most likely not have much in the way of net access. What I will have is hours and hours of relaxation and brain rot time! So, I ask the all-knowing internets this most important question:

Rec me some damn good console RPGs.

I've beaten the crap out of all the classics, so newer stuff would be best, but don't worry about if I've played it or not. Hell, just list things at me if you want. Which console doesn't matter!

The best thing in the world is a Do Not Disturb sign strung across the entrance to your cubicle.

This morning it:

-was dark and muggy.
-rained hard enough to beat the leaves off trees for ten minutes.
-was sunny and bright.
-hailed like hell for three minutes.
-is now dark on the left side of the road and bright on the right.

Dear Sam Winchester,

Please consider rescheduling your apocalypse.

Sincerely and with love,
Me

New Eee PC is SO ADORABLE. It is cute and twee and surprisingly powerful. Not that I'm making it do anything difficult, but still!

Lunch breaks shall now be dedicated to writing in the comfy cafe across the road from my work.

As soon as I start writing again, anyway.

Eee, it's so cute! Much like other twee people I know. >:D

Someone remind me why three martini lunches are a bad thing?

I have this craving to write boys being boys happy porn. Like, I can taste it (tastes like chicken?). And all I have are ideas for rip your heart out and STOMP on it porn.

One invoives sadist!Dean and another in-denial phonesex.

I find this frustrating. In the way that tearing through your house in a mad rush to find the single working pen only to realise it's stuck behind your ear after you've forgotten what you needed the pen for is frustrating.

I'm sort of hoping someone gives me a reason to throttle them at work tomorrow. HAR.

Around fifty fics is the most I usually write in a fandom--dabbly fandoms are a heck of a lot less, but I mean for the big ones like FF7, FMA and SPN.

I'm somewhere around 60-70 for SPN now. And after finishing up a pretty fun 10k fic over the last week or so... I got nothing. Nada. I have vague outlines, vague ideas, all sorts of good intentions, but the screen stays blank.

This worries me 'cause this happens when it's time to move on and I'm fairly freakin' certain I'm not ready to move on from SPN yet! Not to mention that there's nothing out there that's caught me to move on to.

Burnout, right? Temporary burnout. Gotta recharge.

omg mini panic attack

Thank you, Show, for providing me with enough fodder to last me through to August.

I now how five (five!) fics on the go at once. Oh. Show. You do me so right.

I need a new mood. Opium.

EDIT: Comments are not spoiler-free!

So my grand total for things witten in blindfold_spn is 25k in 28 assorted fics and ficlets. It's going to take me a long, long time to claim all those. XD

What I'm really happy about is how freeing it was. And I don't mean kink-wise, I don't have any shame anyway. I mean as a writer, just picking a prompt, putting down whatever comes to mind and not worrying so much over structure, flow and readability (though I did that a lot, too). For me it turned into an exercise of what I can do, what I can't do, how quickly can I do it and how do I draw the reader into a snapshot moment.

They weren't all successful. That's totally not the point.

My only question is: When's the next one? XD