linden_jay

Clearly I've had too much Pepsi or something and it's affecting my brain. But here goes.

The first fifteen people to comment on this post get to request a drabble* from you. In return, they have to post this meme in their journal**. Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for.

Fandoms: Supernatural, CWRPS, Heroes, Heroes RPS, Firefly/Serenity, SGA (only up until the Tao of Rodney though--I'm still catching up), Sports Night, The West Wing, Bones, Lotrips, or any of my Role Play characters (see my userinfo. If I can do it, I will, if not, I'll let you know so you can pick something else.

*These will not be proper drabbles, for serious. I mean, come the hell on--I don't even barely solofic in the first place, I'm sure as hell not gonna try and keep it to one hundred words. I'm buzzed on Pepsi, but I'm not yet insane.

**And if you want to play, but you don't want to write something, go 'head and comment... I'm not the fandom police, and I tend to avoid the bossy part of memes anyway.

ETA: Spoilers for Supernatural 303 in the comments. Fair warning.

Also packing tape, and balled up newspaper, and other moving related nonsense. Except that no, I don't love these things, and I'm totally fibbing because yeah. No. And we haven't even really, really gotten into an unpacking groove yet, because we've had company for the past two days. Now, granted, he was here on a research trip, and he couldn't really help the timing because it was sandwiched in around a conference and his flight home, but there's been better timing in the world. I feel like it's kind of knocked us off our momentum... we were unpacking and finding stuff that we needed and everything, and now we've spent the past few days driving around and visiting and just not doing much of anything at all. Which is kind of irritating. But he's gone now, back on his way to Ontario, and we can get back doing that whole unpacking thing. Joy.

The cats are giddy though, finally having space to run around in. They're spending all their time going from room to room, hanging out on top of the fridge, generally making a nuisance of themselves. It's pretty cute.

I've been looking all over town, and I have yet to find a place that has wireless internet, and is open past nine pm. The joys of living in a small town, man, I tell you. Only four more days, I know, but gah. Annoying.

I miss writing, and I miss everyone SO much, but it is wonderful finally being in our own place again. I feel like I have room to breathe again. I've got my dishes, and my things organized in my fridge, the way I like it. It's amazing how fast that's the sort of stuff you really miss. Yes, I organize my fridge. Yes, as I've said before, I'm a total and utter dork. I've dealt with this.

I have had a headache for twelve hours now. TWELVE HOURS. Ow, no more caps, I swear, even typed shouting hurts my brain. I've tried everything so far, from downing mass amounts of water to taking more than the recommended dosage of Acetaminophen with codeine, to more water, to making the AH give me a massage to try and break up the tension--nothing's giving. If I've worked myself up into a stress migraine from the past week or so, I won't be entirely surprised, but I will be completely pissed off about it. And when I try and lie down to sleep it off, I get dizzy and nauseous, so that isn't working, so, here I am, trying to write my way out of my brain and try and talk out some of the stress that's been gathering for awhile.

( I'm not writing well lately. )

...also known as why this post is two weeks/seventeen days later than originally planned.
( July 5, 2004... Jay gets a livejournal... )

( July 5, 2004. Palace? )

( Claiming Harry Sinclair... what have I gotten myself into?! )

From the beginning...
( laideedai )
( anorienbean )
( angiepen )
( little___hobbit )
( fin_anwamane )
( sairalinde )
( tsinivari )
( drachekatze )
( angel_nat_nat )
( bijouatweb )
( your_own_path )

And the corrupters:
( darknight999 )
( lady_adrian )
( darkenheart )

And finally, the benevolent despot herself:
( tarnished_raven )

( And so here I am. )