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Very Merry!

I hope everybody had a great day! I spent it with most of the immediate clan and it was pretty great. I still have a week to catch up on this year's reading challenge and I finished Nocturnal, so now I have to work on getting that sorted out enough that it can be read again. I figure I'll put that on AO3 once it's ready. The goal was to get all my fics in one place, but I keep adding new ones to the pile.

I still have once social obligation left before the holiday is over and I have no idea what I'll be going back to once work starts again, but I am determined not to think of it.

It being Christmas Day, I finally put up some decorations. Go, me!

Nanowrimo 2016

It begins tomorrow! I am going to try to finish my old Watchmen/werewolf fic Nocturnal, once and for all. Wish me luck.

Weekend of Dreams

Friday night I dreamed of Froud. My poor kitty died over the summer and I think I handled it pretty well considering how long and hard I worked to keep her alive. In the dream, I knew she was dead, but I would see her around the house. Asleep on the couch or following me to the kitchen, just her normal alive things. I would be doing the whole ‘Is it really you?’ business and reaching to touch her. As soon as I did touch her though, she would turn into her brother, the surviving cat. She’d go from black and white floof to brown tabby and white goob. It happened so often I went to get a witness to confirm that it was one cat until I laid hand on her, and then she became the other cat. It probably means something, but I don’t know what.

Last night, I dreamed that I had been exiled to a place where the forgotten things go. I was there and several kids in the grade I usually teach were there and I guess they were my class. I seemed to be in charge of them. There were other things there too. Random folklore creatures that had been forgotten and now were in this place. The frog-mouthed women who lived in the hayloft where bitter about it. The blacksmith with the head of a wolf spider was more accepting. There were all kinds of magical creatures that I had never heard of because they had been forgotten. There were also lots of semi-abandoned buildings in different stages of falling apart. I guess they had been forgotten too.

I didn’t know what I had done to be forgotten, but I was more worried about all the little kids. How did they all get there?

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In Dreams

Last night was the last night of summer vacation before I went back to work. I dreamed that I was sent to a jungle with a military-type person named Candace, who looked like Joey from Watchmen, and an Omnic from Overwatch. His name was Megan. I don’t know what my role was but I had a clipboard and a pen. The main part I remember was I locked myself in a video phone booth to call HQ and let them know that things had gone awry.


Me: Ok, there’s a situation….


HQ person in charge: Where’s the commander?


Me: I don’t really know, but I know that Megan is wearing her skin and calling himself Human Candace.


HQ PIC: …what?


And then behind me, the form of an Omnic wearing a torn and bloody human skin smashed against the booth window. Everybody flinched. The bottom of Megan’s face was visible through the gaping mouth of the skin.


Megan: I am Human Candace! We shall interact! That is what humans do!


Me: *holds up the clipboard where I’ve written HELP all over the paper*


HQ PIC: um


Megan: We could kiss!


Me: um


Megan: Humans enjoy kissing. Perhaps it is YOU who are not human!


Me: Human Candace! I am on the phone. Protocol demands you wait until communication is complete!


Megan:……………………..very well.


And then he sat down to wait right there and me and the HQ PIC had to find things to talk about until help could arrive.


Training tomorrow! We’ll see what happens.

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4th Thing Learned House-Sitting

Sticky traps are horrible! The poor little birds! I did my best to get them loose but they lost so many feathers and even after they were free, they thrashed and rolled and peeped and tried to fly and couldn't. Gah!

And now my hands are all sticky too.

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New Thing to Worry About!

Ok. So the Fourth of July in a rural area may not be the best time for sensitive discourse and thoughtful behavior. But.
I was invited to a get-together by some sweet people. They have gone out of their way to be good to me. I know things have been hard on them the past few months and I haven’t been there because I’ve been fighting off my own nervous breakdown. They invited me over for a BBQ and fireworks and I was glad to go.


Things got iffy after that.Collapse )

So I decided to be the one to talk to about cute, gentle things. I interrupted conversations to talk about the Old Friends Dog Sanctuary. I talked about my aunt who makes the best banana pudding ever. I made myself obnoxious talking about how I used to live where I could see the Northern Lights and wouldn’t it be cool if we could see St. Elmo’s Fire, but fireflies and fireworks were nice too. I don't know if it helped anybody but me.

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Somebody has re-written one of my old Watchmen kinkmeme fics to an Overwatch one. There are a few changes here and there, but a lot of the descriptions are word for word. I'm not sure how to proceed.

My first impulse was to ask why they couldn't at least give me credit, but I'm on my phone and it won't let me log on. I ended up being weird and vague, but I kinda want to see what they say. Is there a better way to handle stuff like this?

Adventures in House-Sitting

Three things I have learned on my summer job:1)Ducks are completely nasty. And 2) Not sleeping well because someone barks and/or whines every time I move, sigh, or give any sign of being there really ruins my attitude. It is Day 4. Two more weeks to go.

I can do it. I just have to start grabbing naps in the daytime. It’s hard for me because I am solar-powered, but I can’t do this many more days without cracking up. It doesn’t help that my car is breaking, the air conditioner is already out, and the estimate to fix my roof is in the thousands.

I did sneak some time in to write a Watchmen fic for 31_days.

Oh, and 3) is that if I ever get the roof, car, and AC fixed and paid for, I may want an irobot roomba. It’s adorable and the dog hair is gone.

'Urmang!

I dreamed that I had to keep a small group of Klingons entertained until a ship could be sent for them. At a loss, I put them in front of a Game of Thrones marathon. They really got into it. Many hot wings were eaten. Many shouts about treachery.
Augh, the computer is in the shop so I've been out of the loop for awhile. First, the cat knocked over a can of pop on the keyboard and I got that cleaned up as well as I could, but the \ key was damaged because it just printed out rows of \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\s everywhere. Then there was a vomit incident. Again, I cleaned it up as well as I could, but then there was a whole cluster of keys that wouldn't work no matter what and the \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\s kept coming. So, I took it in. I told the poor guy about all of it and apologized for the mess he was sure to find.

Luckily, I have my laptop from work! The finest in 1990s technology right here! I make fun, but I really am just glad to have it.

My plan was to finish two long-running fics this summer, but not only is the computer out, but I cannot find the notebook with all the story stuff in it anywhere. I have searched the house, my parents' house, the car, and even gone back to work to hunt through my desk drawers. No luck. I'm gonna blame gremlins.

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