holidays are the best! wait.

I am going to write today if it fucking kills me, I swear. 500 words is hardly anything! I can do it! I will not let the warm and cozy softness of home continue to leech out all my brain activity!

Still, my friends list is being pleasant today -- yay for all the porn in _aerye_'s last entry. And there is lots of pie in my house (yay, pie). And Bejeweled 2 over at popcap games is a thing of beauty. And I am making estrella30 (and to a lesser extent, dsudis) entertain me on yahoo messenger.

pearl_o (11:42:26 AM): I still want someone to write me more sharing-sleeping-bags-for-warmth porn.
pearl_o (11:42:48 AM): *looking at baby* I bet if Vecchio and Stella had a baby, Fraser could be the godfather.
pearl_o (11:43:23 AM): why does looking at Ray holding a gun make me feel so much more cheerful?
estrella30 (11:44:23 AM): wow. the sheer fucking *randomness* of these thoughts is like, like fucking *whiplash*

two quick things

A. Last night my sister and I watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. This was quite enjoyable, really, but I have to admire my self control in not shrieking out "I'LL MAKE OUT WITH YOU IF I HAVE TO" at the appropiate time.

B. Te's Big List of Cliches is still the best thing ever (especially if you just, you know, apply to your own fandom as necessary). Seriously, I kind of want to randomly pick a few and just practice on writing with.

Now I need to go run around and get ready and eat pizza really quick. The grandmother is taking us out to see Incredibles again, whee.

f/k snippet

china_shop asked for "Fraser/Kowalski, exasperated" and ... hmm. I'm not sure quite where this came from.

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( 300 words of Ray talking )