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09.01.02 - 11:45 p.m. I just tried to write a Darla-Cordelia scene, based on the pairing I got here (and give much love to Twinkledru for creating that baby - it's hilarious), but realized that the scene was already done, and done well, in the damn episode. So that leaves me with two options - scrapping it altogether (which is what I did), or going AU with it and having her take Cordy with her when she runs, instead of dropping her and leaving when Angel rushes in. And that seems so very fatiguing. I guess I'll get back to my lone Faith/Cordy idea instead. Eventually. When this headache goes away. Sigh. ~victoria [current mood: tired and headachy] [current music: Copacabana in my head. Thanks Pete. ;p~] [random quote: \"Screw the dead. What have their moldering asses ever done for me?\" Mike Kellerman, HLotS] ~*~ 09.01.02 - 7:37 p.m. Spent a good portion of my afternoon looking for unfinished fic on the archive. Those that really are unfinished will be marked as such. Those that were finished after the archive was shut down - we'll be hunting those down and putting them up (with the authors' permission, of course). Also, I've fixed the manboobs link, so the picture should show up now. And I wince as I can only imagine the people Google is going to point at my diary now that the word "manboobs" is prominently featured. I mean, as if "smurf porn" and "Simpsons incest" weren't bad enough (and believe me, they're plenty bad)... I feel fannish things burbling in the back of my mind, but I'm just too apathetic right now to write about 'em. It's cold and damp and rainy, the kind of day to stay curled up in bed with a book, not the kind of day to do anything, or think about anything, except whether I should shell out the money for a pedicure this week, and if so, what color nail polish should I go for, or if I should save my money and do it myself. At least, that's all I've been trying to think about. Unfortunately, there was an... incident today that led to unpleasant recollection of unpleasant events. Suffice it to say, as I said in my LJ, I will hear no talk of "getting over" the actual wounds inflicted by 9/11. I loathe the way the media is packaging and forcefeeding the anniversary, but I am not over the actual events, and I don't think I will be for a very long time. And if you have a problem with that, and you wanna dance, step up. ~victoria
~*~ 08.31.02 - 10:02 p.m. Big family barbecue at my sister's. She's still feeling unwell. Goes for a hideoscope (sp?) this week. I really hope it's her gall bladder, because if it's not, that means more tests and more waiting and more uncertainty and god, that sucks. But enough personal stuff. Question - if someone posts a fic snip or a complete story to their diary/LJ, and you comment on it there, is that considered feedback? Or is it still good manners to send an email after the story is "officially" released via mailing list? Anyone got any feelings one way or another? Let me know. I'm tired. I just htmlized and uploaded Fail Safe, a little bit of Logan angst. Also, I finally remembered to upload the graphic Khaki made for Logan's Little Problem. Go look. It's hilarious. Gonna try and answer some email now. So sleepy... ~victoria
~*~ 08.31.02 - 1:15 a.m. Eek. Someone's ugly banner is staring at me - strange green iris-less eyes. ::shudder:: Creepy. I don't like people looking at me. Anyhow, fic posted. The not exactly future tense/second person POV fic, even. Can just see the people lining up to read that one. *snerk* Bed now. End of summer bbq tomorrow. Sigh. ~victoria
~*~ 08.30.02 - 11:27 p.m. I was editing Fail Safe (and yes, I know it's hyphenated, but I prefer using two words for the title) and I printed it out, planning to go over it on the trainride home this evening. Apparently, I left it in the printer. That worries me, as G was still running around the office when I left. Everybody else was gone - we left early thanks to the holiday weekend - but the man seems incapable of leaving early unless he's got a doctor's appt. or something to do with one of his kids (I do like the fact that he does leave early to attend their recitals etc. MT does as well. In fact, last spring he left early a whole bunch of times because his daughter's softball team was in the playoffs. I thought that was great.). Anyhow, I get on the train and open my folder to get the story out so I can edit it, and it's not there. Wah. I pull out the watch fic, but I was not in the mood for it, I wanted Fail Safe. Sigh. I hate when I do that. Not only do I worry about someone finding the print out and asking me about it (thank god it's all very elliptical - short and no sex), but it's just annoying when I'm in the mood to work on one thing and I don't have it with me. So I read, instead. While I'm still enjoying Sick Puppy, I've reached a point (p. 385) where I think it's gone on too long. And there's still 130 pages left. Sigh. Plus, I was rereading CoS and my mother's copy is buried in a box somewhere out in the garage, so I can't even have that to soothe me tonight. I'm on AIM if anyone wants me. I'm kind of cranky/sleepy, though, so be warned. ~victoria
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