| Traditional - FFVII AU Zack/Cloud |
[28 Dec 2009|01:15am] |
It's my birthday! So I wrote myself some fluff. Enjoy!
Title: Traditional Fandom: Final Fantasy VII AU (OGC) Rating: G Warnings: none really. A little Cloud angst Word count: 4800 A/N: A Zack's story. Takes place about a week after the original fic.
Summary: Clearly no one has told Zack that first dates are supposed to be awkward.
( There was a condom in his pocket )
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| a hundred degrees celsius |
[27 Dec 2009|09:24pm] |
I hate being slightly OCD.
I'm boiling water right now for tea and like, everytime it STARTS bubbling a little bit I have this inexplicable urge to stick my finger in.
So far I am succeeding at resisting this strange compulsion, especially considering the fact that each time I succumb, the tip of my pointer finger is slightly burned.
But like, because it is -near- boiling, I guess the logic is to test how hot near-boiling is, and to thus verify if it is hot enough yet because it has not yet boiled.
...or something.
I don't know. I'm typing this now because the water is currently at that stage and I cannot risk having idle hands at this point. SIGH.
Alright, here goes.
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[26 Dec 2009|04:33pm] |
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The basement flooded last night. Basically, the sump pump wasn't able to keep up with the water from both the rain and melted snow. Luckily, we caught on before the flooding got too far so Dad was able to get the extra one going. So most of the water is no longer in here. There's still plenty of dead magazines, newspapers, etc that Mom had been keeping piled on the floor though. And we'll be moving stuff around to mop up water that's gotten trapped under plastic containers off and on the next few days.
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| they're singing deck the halls, but it's not like Christmas at all |
[26 Dec 2009|10:17am] |
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Lessee. So, Christmas Eve we went to Dan's mum's. She made turkey dinner (OMNOMNOM) and gave us some homemade granola, yummy chocolate peanut butter things and $100. Dan's sister gave us a giftcard to the Keg and gave me some Mary Kay handcream & body wash. It was a good night, but we went to bed at, like, 9:30, lol.
Got up bright and early on Christmas. Dan got me: On Writing by Stephen King, The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova, TRC 20, Led Zeppelin II, Across the Universe and the Usual Suspects on Blu-Ray, chocolate and some sexy underthings. Went to see Dan's Dad for a couple of hours in the morning, called my mum, Sean, Dad and Amy, then spent the rest of the day watching Blu-Rays (the Usual Suspects and Inglourious Basterds), playing FFX, eating leftover turkey and dyeing my hair red :D
Now it is boxing day (happy birthday, sasuran!), and we are playing Silent Hill and being glad we don't work. It's sunny out, so I think I will drag Dan on a walk later :D
And that concludes my story. We just got to a creepy amusement park, so I'm going to stop writing and pay attention, lol.
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[25 Dec 2009|10:04pm] |
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Auntie Bee made a comment - the reason she hadn't gone to take one last look at Uncle before they'd sealed the coffin was that she couldn't bear to look and remember him that way, all stiff and cold. Mom later admitted that it was also the reason for her staying away after that first look during the first night of the funeral.
It would've been the same for me, if I hadn't gone through my harddisk just the other day, and came across some pictures taken at my cousin's wedding. There was a pic of my uncle, my aunties and mom, smiling for the camera.
Now whenever I think of uncle, I would picture his grin and the way he'd gone about telling jokes with a straight face and yet have you laughing through it. Those great times we had when he and Dad were still on good terms.
All it took was one picture with smiles.
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| Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays/Season's Greetings/Whatever you like |
[25 Dec 2009|01:04am] |
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Seiatsu-Ooshima Michiru-Full Metal Alchemist Original Soundtrack 3 |
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Try to have a nice day, despite work, family issues, personal issues, injuries and other problems I may not know about, mkay? <3
I'm working five days this week so if anyone can rec me epic fanfics to read, that'd be nice. I prefer plot over porn, don't mind pairings, and will read anything I know about. Supernatural, Doctor Who, PofC, HP, Naruto, DBZ, Gundam Wing, Gundam 00, stuff. Original stuff OK too.
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| An actual post. |
[24 Dec 2009|10:08pm] |
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That's not whiny lyrics or...whining in general? /SHOCK. (Also, I have no Christmas icon! D: )
Today is Christmas Eve. (: ( Do not open before Christmas~ )
I WISH ALL OF YOU THE MERRIEST OF CHRISTMASES!!!!
Happy Christmas, Ron.
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| Merry Christmas Eve; jou snapped! |
[24 Dec 2009|12:04pm] |
I hit my limit this morning, I swear to god, and the next thing I knew, I was screaming at both my little brother AND my mother to shut up. And every time either one of them opened their mouths to try and say something, I went, "NO. SHUT UP. I AM TIRED OF IT. SHUT UP. FOR JUST FIVE MINUTES, SHUT UP!"
I seriously, seriously snapped. I am sick of both of them--mom's drama and my little brother's attitude.
Yes, this will come back to bite me in the ass, because my mother is small and petty, but I do not even give a fuck right now. I hit my limit when mom threatened to call the cops on my little brother because he didn't do exactly what she said; I tried to defuse the situation and both of them were acting like spoiled children, and I just fucking snapped. And said this was exactly why I was counting the days until I was on a plane and that this was why I only came home every two years.
Normally, I would have just tried to deal with it, by I am too old for their bullshit drama, both of them. I tried to calm her down, tried to calm him down, and finally I was like, "NO."
So, yeah. Merry Christmas, y'all.
It's gonna be a long five more days. ;/
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[24 Dec 2009|06:50am] |
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- Finished "Let the Right One In", finally. It was good. So very good. And those little mother fuckers died in the end. I shouldn't have been so happy but I was. Kind of the point, really. Added my review on goodreads.com along with my new favorite cookbook and some books we had for class.
- Getting nervous over the upcoming court dates.
- Mom keeps talking to me about bills and stuff. I just keep saying, "Okay, well, I also have loan payments to start" and she's like, "I don't want to hear about it" and I'm like ":|".
STOP BEING A SKANKERDOODLE. I'M WORRIED ABOUT MONEY TOO. I JUST DON'T PROJECT IT EVERYWHERE BECAUSE TO ME, IT'S NOT THAT IMPORTANT. I mean, I can only take care of things as they come, right? I haven't even officially been hired yet.
- Everyone's present except the fic is done. I just can't get myself to write it. I hate everything that comes out.
- We're having cold cuts for Christmas Eve dinner (Mom works the 25th). We don't do Christmas, honestly, except for a few presents between some choice people. I haven't had money to give presents the last few years, so. Yeah. It's a little irritating to see everyone so up and hyped about Christmas and I just can't bring myself to care.
- That's another thing I've recently noticed about myself. I just don't get excited over little things anymore. Mom was all excited to have lights for the mantle and I was like, "Meh." She bought the Lion King soundtrack on CD and I was still like, "Meh". I mean, I enjoyed it, but I wasn't thrilled. I think the last thing I was thrilled for was 1. The Car 2. The Princess and the Frog. Which are recent but both very large things.
I wonder when this happened? It seems like whenever I get excited about things anyway, I never have anyone to share it with, so why bother getting worked up? I live in my head, yeah. I think that's okay for the most part. Real life is so boring.
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