.: i'm sure the view from heaven :.

Anyone want to come write my bigbang for me? I can tell you what's going to happen, I just can't seem to write it.

Day 22- Your opinion on the anime: raw or dubbed?

Raw. I prefer most everything in its native language; and that includes anime. Plus, I can't stand half of the dub voices - and I'm sorry, the dub!voice for Alphonse in Brotherhood just was not right.

( The Remaining Days )

I got a little tiny bit written last night to add to my cumulative word count, but NOTHING on Waterstone. I want these words out of my head, dammit. :(

4381 / 50000 words. 9% done!

Someone in this apartment complex has burned popcorn. I wish to discover who cannot use their microwave properly and stuff them into it. THE STINK, IT IS EVERYWHERE. I CANNOT ESCAPE IT. It is giving me a headache and making me irritable. Gih.

Bedroom is: more-or-less packed. Clothes will be appropriately shoved into garbage bags on moving day, those that aren't stuffed into laundry baskets. Still some stuffed animals hiding behind the bed itself, but. Garbage bags. Bathroom is up next, and kitchen will be done Thursday night. (Or, hopefully Friday afternoon if I get the afternoon off. We shall spin the wheel of WILL IT HAPPEN??)

Got downtown at 8:35 this morning to walk into an empty DMV. A+. My car is street-legal again! Silly Catie, forgetting to get her tags taken care of. Now I know of the online option, next April those motherfuckers are getting mailed to me. Then I stood outside the library in fucking 40-something degree weather until it opened to get my parking validated. Fucking weather. I don't understand this, it's not March, it's MAY.

Returned to work to discover an e-mail from my supervisor's boss directed not at the customer service district but me. Made an OH SHI- face and read it. Turned out I helped one of his friends when they called in and he pulled the call b/c his friend was pleased with the service I gave. Just a straight e-mail full of praise from The Boss. THAT IS WEIRD. I mean, I don't think I'm good at my job, I think I'm barely competent some days but clearly I hold myself to higher standards than the people above me.  In conclusion: whuuuuut.

Writing itch is beginning to come back, yay! Why that has manifested in me wanting to write genderswapped porn is beyond me at the moment, but... ooookay. WHATEVER WORKS. Edward is pleased that despite my sudden interest in switching people's genitals around that he is still male. Having countless doujinshi of the Ed-with-bewbs variety, I am quite glad to let him be the one to retain his penis.

BAH. Pizza delivery got eff'd up, they sent me a pizza with MUSHROOMS on it. Mushrooms are vile. Fungi is not my friend. Other people can nom mushrooms until they sprout from their respective heads, but I do not want them anywhere near the vicinity of my food. Fortunately they're going to send me a properly made pizza SANS THE SHROOMS. I just have to wait longer. :/ I hope my food comes before the season finale of NCIS.

... I wonder if my mom is going to call me after THIS week's episode.

BAHAHA there is a Jeopardy category today about Bond movie titles. And they are mostly Roger Moore ones, HAW.

Dear Kenshin and Edward:

Unf.

In suits, even.

Thank you.

Love, Catie.

Poor Dean, he turned thirty. XD; *amused at this* This calls for wings and booze. Mmm booze.

Rrrgh stomach upset, do not understand strange gastric issues. Stupid Krispy Kreme was stupid backed up this morning so I was a few minutes late to work, although my supervisor walked in behind me so it's not like I got in trouble for it. (Besides. Donuts.)

Working on hand-writing more mashup fic, with a side of a random Burn Notice plot I'm kicking around that probably involves more detailed research than I anticipate. Too many ideas being kicked around, not enough actual writing getting done.

So I've figured that if my goal is to write at least 250 words a day, that works out to a little over 91k for the year. (91250, to be exact.) We'll see how long this lasts! Unless my daily writing churns out to be a whole fic I won't post it on my writing journal, but I made me a private journal to log my daily writing.

Not tired like I SHOULD be, but then I didn't get out of bed until well after twelve today. Wonderful, work tomorrow is going to be SPESHUL. Wonder if the Viacom flaily is going to carry over? I'll find out, I guess.

Caught up on the Bleach fansubs, yay! CAN WE GET OUT OF HUECO MUNDO YET, PLEASE? Holy CRAP. Once again, I remember too late I like the idea of Bleach, and the characters, more than the actual show itself. Ah, shounen anime, you will yet be my downfall.

Now I have to catch up on Tales of the Abyss and Gundam S2 00, I've let them both sit for like two months.

I am so sick of these giant peppermint M&M's and yet I am still nomming on them, proving once again that if it's within reach, I will prolly snack on it. Whoops.

All of the sudden, I've been doing nothing but writing. Working on burning through a prompt list, revised chapter 2 of my NaNo and just, just been writing. It's bizarre, it's like NaNo worked its way through a dam I'd constructed and suddenly stuff is just pouring out. o_O; It all needs work, lots of it but I'm slowly putting the thoughts together better.

It's all very exciting. :3

Not much else to report, boring life is boring.

So, I totally posted the first chapter of "Chasing the Sun," we'll see how well that goes over. If at all. I also posted it at ye olde writing journal.

Nggh, now to chapter two. I actually ended the chapter a lot earlier than I thought I would, mostly because I did a random survey and realized most "chapters" I saw posted on various communities were between 1-3k, and that chapter was already well past 5k. So.

Think I'll put the Dark Knight special features on, and put some shoes on. My toes are cooold! It is also dark. I SHALL LIGHT MORE CANDLES YES.

Argh. I'm not entirely sure what NaNo did to me, but I'm thinking I like it; four fics churned out of varying lengths and still this behemoth, monstrosity of a THING sitting on my hard drive waiting for me to give it a second look and begin the revision process.

Alas, I attempted to doodle something at work and it came out shit, so it's either feast or famine where my various creativity goes. I threw links to my writing and art journals on my profile page; I will cross-post the work-safe stuff but I wanted an easily accessible place for all my writing where I don't have to shuffle it under five different layers of filter.

I intended to bake today but I am full of mind-numbing weary, I will probably do very little and work on writing. I frown at the latest mashup that I wrote, when I realize I can ctrl+f the character names and completely replace them to make a passable single-fandom fic something rings wrong in the story - it's not a mashup if I just replace names, it's just lazy. Not sure how to fix that at the moment, it's time to veer away from the established mythology and do something different, I think.

SoF calls to me but when I open the files I stare at it blankly. The angel mythology of Supernatural is way too fresh in my mind and while it coincides in some places they go in two completely different directions and I don't want to taint my story so I'll leave it for a while.

Ngh, I don't want to get off of this couch but the room still needs to be cleaned. I've done the living room and the kitchen, just the bedroom left and laundry, loads of laundry because I am out of clean shirts and clean pants.

Thanksgiving

A silly little thing from the mash-up-verse that my epic Nano of epic is from. If you have to ask, you probably don't want to know. Unbeta'd.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or FMA, don't come after me.

( 856 words )

43,095 / 50,000 (86.2%)

Less than 7k to go. AM I REALLY GOING TO DO THIS ON ONE STORY???