Scribblings

Rinali is so pretty. Frilly skirts! I need to stop just looking for her in every page and focus on the story, I know....on other notes, Leverrier is very malicious and I hate him unashamedly and hope he gets lowered slowly into boiling oil. Or possibly I hope Rinali gets to kill him.

I find it interesting that Allen is relaxing his stark standards now--that moment a couple chapters previous where he was determinedly muttering he wouldn't start slavering and Johnny remarks that Allen was quite the gentleman usually amused me. He does takes his dignity very seriously. And Rinali's hair is growing out. And her frilly skirts! Right, sorry....I always loved the camaraderie there--excluding, of course, Kanda's determined grumpiness--in the, ah, lower levels of the Order's people. Allen is still gorgeous, mmyes, but not nearly as delicious as Rinali, not that I haven't already hammered this point into the ground or anything.

I hope Cross isn't dead, but I'm getting a bad feeling. I also didn't expect for things within the Order to hit a peak so soon.

Title: So Easy To Drown
Prompt: Gerard/Mikey in the early MCR days, being on the road and in the van and dealing with UST between the two
Pairing: Mikey/Gerard
Rating: R
Word count: 5800
AN: My mcr4u fic for velvet_tuberose! So many thanks to tangleofthorns and nova33 and chmclfairytales for being utterly amazing and helping SO much. <333



( Do you ever think me and Gerard are, I dunno, weird?” Mikey asks Frank in a gas station somewhere in Pennsylvania. )

Happy Fourth of July!

I could use some cheering up - awesome plans fell through, I hate people, blah blah emo blah - so how about some Umbrella Academy squee? Because...

New Umbrella Academy!!!!!!

( Thoughts on the web-issue Anywhere But Here )

And somehow I'd never read the first Myspace Presents Umbrella Academy story!

( brief thoughts on Safe & Sound )

Someone stole Ian Curtis' headstone. Seriously, world, wtf? (That's like the news story about someone stealing Kurt Cobain's ashes. Have a little respect, crazies.)

I don't have much to say on Travis McCoy getting arrested other than it makes me mad and sad that shit like that still goes down. :(

Okay, so, Pete Wentz's article with Out was awesome and all (and lead to so many perplexing news stories because, wow, totally news that Pete Wentz has kissed dudes *eyeroll*), but tbh I love Gabe Saporta's so much more. You guys, he fanboys Kurt Cobain and Nirvana. Quickest way to my heart, Gabe, as if you hadn't wormed your way there already. Also I love how he thinks slash fic is hot. And the popnography quote where he calls Pete out on having totally made out with him and wants the world to know it was good! GABE YOU ARE MY FAVORITE.

TIM BURTON IS DOING ALICE IN WONDERLAND. *starry eyes*

I finally finished my mcr4u story! That thing totally kicked my butt. I still have to edit, but, complete story! \o/

Last night we had a bit of a hobo fire, which, yay, because fire is fun. But then I felt something in my hair, and I reached up and felt something insect-y on the top of my head and GOT STUNG so I leapt up and freaked out like anyone would - I think it was a wasp, I saw something fly away - and very nearly stepped right into the fire in the midst of my shrieking and flailing. This all took place on the back porch. I wasn't even in NATURE AND STILL WASPS TAKE UP RESIDENCE ON MY HAIR. WHAT THE HELL, OUTDOORS?

Title: Picnic
Pairing: Chlark (kinda)
Disclaimers: Not mine, etc, etc.
A/N: Written for ToU 24/7 

I'm not quite sure if I like this but if I don't post it now, it'll never get posted and I'll miss the deadline :/




 

Mum's surgery went fine, though she didn't take well to the anaesthetic. Left her feeling very nauseous, despite medication to prevent that. I was worried at first they'd keep her in overnight, she was that bad. Luckily, she's home now and feeling much better. They told us she should be able to go home at about 2pm, but the surgeon took his time in coming to check up on her (the anaestheologist was up 30 mins after she'd been brought back, which was impressive), so we didn't leave until 6pm, and stumbled into the house at around 7pm. I have not been this exhausted in bloody years.

Thanks for the well-wishes, because my mum really appreciated them. :)

There's nothing that feels quite as luxurious as listening to the rain on the windows and thunder cracking outside. It's a happy reminder that I'm on holiday, that I'm not outside, and that I can watch Wimbledon to my heart's content.

Cocktails, chat and fun were had last night with vinagrette and friends in the confines of Covent Garden's cheap and excellent bar Fuel. After a heady mix of rum, vodka, Bailey's, Kahlua and various peices of floating fruit, we ventured into Soho for some great Japanese food, where I proceeded to knock my miso soup all over the table and everyone else (sorry!) and got to try sake for the first time.

 Half a bottle of red wine later, I staggered home, was obnoxious at my boyfriend (he's used to it; he was obnoxious back), managed to get lost trying to get out our bedroom, and promptly sent a mirror crashing onto his foot.

 Him (roaring): What are you doing, you mad shrew?
 Me (pitiful): trying to find the door.
 Him: It's over there. Do you think you can find it without mutilating me on the way?
 Me: ...I'm making no promises.

Love is...

In other (unrelated) news, earlier that week an unmaimed better half took me to the world's most awesome cinema in Hampstead. The Everyman serves wine, cake, tea and groovy nibbles during the performance, and you get to sit in squishy couches with footrests. The screens are small and spacious, and there's a old-world red velvet curtain over the screen that makes the whole visit feel a little bit special again.

 Alas, even the world's most awesome cinema could do nothing to make the world's most preposterous film any more believable. I speak, of course, of the latest Indiana Jones. It had so many WTF?! moments that eventually I gave up mumbling 'what...' and 'how...?' and 'no wonder Sean Connery didn't sign up for this' and just sat back and soaked it up. Once you get past the bizarre CGI special effects and the cringeworthy 'banter' between Indy and his love interest, it's still a decent romp. I laughed quite a lot. I felt briefly stirred and nostalgic when the music struck up. I just thought the plot was utter bollocks worthy of Anne McCaffrey's more insane books.

 I am reading Un Lun Dun by China Melville at the moment. It's YA fantasy in the vein of Neverwhere and it's a very good book. Imagine an alternate London, affected by the real city, but twisted, fantastical, and threatened by evil. Cue one kickass girl to save the world! Features umbrellas as creepy villains, and the truth you never suspected about giraffes...

Much love,
Ki

I wish the rain would stop.

I like the rain along with the best of them, but we had no summer last year, and the grey weather has been dragging, and even I've started to get so tired of it. I don't even want a heatwave, just a couple of pleasant spring-ish days together where I can go outside and read.

Failing that, I want to be reading in bed.

I've spent most of the evening torn between writing or starting a new book, with the result that I haven't accomplished much in either aspect. Bah. There needs to be more hours in the day.

I've suddenly started listening to Muse again. Am getting flashbacks to being fifteen. Um.

I'm now officially a full-timer on the payroll. I don't feel all that different, sadly.

A week left before Chiya gets here.

Happy Birthday, veraxia!!! :D

Here's to a day filled with cake, geekery, and yet more cake. I hope the next year smiles on you, and you manage to strike it rich so you can come and visit again, because there's still stuff left to do in England. Failing that, I hope that you get a cool job in a bookstore that lets you thrive in your natural, book-geek environment. Only, no buying lots of different covers for books you already own. ;)

Also, you will rock at being 29, and do a much better job of it than I have, so far. ;)

Oh, man, NOW I'm annoyed. I drive all the way over to Skegness to see an advisor at the bank, to wait 20 minutes while the advisor has a cup of coffee (I don't know what she was doing, but given they had to look for her, she wasn't doing what she was supposed to be doing), to be basically told that they don't deal with that in-branch. Here, have a fucking phone number to get in touch with the right people.

Petrol is not cheap, fuckheads. Die a fucking horrible death. If I could afford it, I'd douse you in the wasted petrol and set you alight.

Aww, yeah, I'm really pissed off. ¬_¬

What gets me is the twat who made the appointment, AFTER I'd told him what I needed, should have said 'oh yeah, phone these dudes'. But, nooooo. Twunt.

I haven't been around lately, mostly because I've been busy. Also? I got my results on Monday and I passed with a 2:1, which I'm immensely happy about. I have a BA Degree with Honours! Yay!

The same day, I got a phone call from one of the job agencies I'm with. They'd set up an interview on Tuesday for me at a job that pays well and is only for the month, which is perfect, because it'll finish just before I have to leave for Chicago. It also means I'll have extra spending money, which is a bonus.

So anyway, I went to the interview yesterday, and it went well. I went out last night, because Tuesday nights rule in Grimsby, as I've told you all before, and had a super time celebrating my results etc.

I woke up this morning and got a phone call telling me I'd got the job! Woot! I start tomorrow. Damn, it's going to be good to have money again. My savings have started to make me salivate.

Now I've just my graduation ceremony/party to look forward to. The theme for my party is shirts and tails, with the girls dressing like Shania Twain in the video for Man, I Feel Like A Woman and the guys wearing everything from top hats and tails to shirts and ties. It's going to be awesome!

But enough of that. My writing has dried up again. Grrr! I swear, Di, I will write your Chloe/Peter fic as soon as my muse bashes me on the head with some decent snarky dialogue! You deserve no less than my best, my lovely! But just 'cause I'm not feeling it, doesn't mean you guys aren't.

So! The First Line Meme is doing the rounds again. You know... post the first line of your last 25 fics. If anyone is up for it...

( First Lines. )

Feel free to change names, etc., to fit.

I haven't done this in well over a year...

Request something for me to take a picture of with my camera. It can be an object, or a theme suggestion for me to play with, but it has to be something that is actually possible to take a pic of. Silly or personal suggestions will be subject to my own twisted interpretation.

Responses to really old challenges here: http://pics.livejournal.com/windiain/gallery/000024tw

Can someone, anyone, please join the Two uf Us Chlark forum if you're not a member already? Right at this moment we have 141 members and odd numbers really freak me out. I'm completely serious, I do NOT like odd numbers and for some reason I'm finding 141 even more offensive then 139 which we were stuck on for days and days.

I've been tempted to post this plea before but I didn't want to freak you guys out with my oddness but I can't take it anymore *looks mournful*

Just in case you're wondering, I don't mind 5, 15, 45 etc so you see I'm not completely prejudiced :)

 

And some pretty pictures to help you with the poll.

Okay, I may just be being an idiot with a non-working brain... but there's a couple of comments by a '9 pieces of whatever' on TT, who seems to be familiar with me and has said 'Happy 10th!!! Emails me like yo!'. I'm blanking on the name, and they haven't left an email address. Anyone here that person, or know who that person is?

I love you, darling! I feel like I've known you forever, and you always make my day better. ♥ You're one of the kindest, most generous and intelligent people I know, and I'm so so glad that we're friends. I mean, I can't even list all the amazing things you've introduced me to over the years. I love that we're still braintwins! *hearts* Also you're pretty much the only person I'd make a big sappy birthday post for. ;)

I hope you have a wonderful birthday!

It's not much, but I wrote you a little birthday drabble! You can even decide what 'verse it's set in. ;)

( Pud's Awesome Draco/Ginny Birthday Drabble! )

Tired today. Good weekend.

Friday night was the O's/Nats game down at the new Nats stadium. That place is soooo nice, and it had lots of tasty foods. We actually had gelato at a ballpark. Very odd, indeed. Unfortunately, the Orioles lost. Our pitcher, Daniel Cabrera, was up at bat at some very inopportune times, ie when we had runners in scoring position with two outs, and watching him bat was just painful. I don't think he has ever come close to even making contact with the ball. Oh well, we had a good time.

Saturday night was bowling. And let me just take a moment here to state for the record that I hate teenagers. We had a large group of them in the lane next to us and they were really loud and annoying. They kept stealing my ball because they were just tossing any ball down the alley (one girl even looked up to ask her friends what the numbers on the ball meant), and they let their side of the ball rack keep filling up so the balls coming back would get stuck in the return. They paid no attention to the bowling courtesy rule of waiting until the person in the alley next to you is done throwing before you go. What's worse, the stupid girls in the lane on our other side had no etiquette either. You'd think that once you see someone pause and wait for you to throw your ball that maybe you would take the hint and return the favor, but no. The most annoying part, though, was that they kept sitting at our table, even though they knew that it was our table and they had another table of their own. I got excited when it seemed like they were leaving during our second game, but then they hung around for a while and decided to buy more games. Ugh! Stupid riff-raff. This is why kids need to be in school all the time.

Lastly, Sunday night we went over to Chad's place for a game night. I spent most of the afternoon baking an apple tart for the occasion. Chad made us all tacos. The whole thing was Kaoru's idea, but unfortunately, she didn't show up. She's just.. weird like that. Anyway, we all played Apples to Apples and Taboo and had a really good time.

Four day week! Thank the gods.