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Another apartment rejection. Expected, but still frustrated, especially since it ended up one of those phone calls where she rambles on apologetically forever while I want nothing more than to get out of the conversation as quickly as possible.

Anonymous meme! Usually featuring messages to anonymous people on my friends list, but brooklinegirl is spreading the variation where we do it for our fandom characters. I am not one to resist her! (I am not actually a big fan of the original, simply because they are never about ME.)

( Oh, honey x 10 )

Look, another entry!

I had a patty melt for lunch today, and it was pretty much the most perfect food ever. Mmmm. It reminded me that there are a couple of foods I have just been ridiculously craving over and over the past few months -- patty melts, buffalo wings, crab rangoons, strawberry shortcake ice cream bars, and chicken caesar salads.

You might notice one of these things is not like the others. I guess I should be pleased that at least my body craves some relatively healthy things?

Answers to the anonymous meme, all of which were guessed correctly:

( Behind the cut tag )

I'm in a weird mood, which is probably mostly due to the crazy housing stress. I haven't paying much attention to the 5 things lists, mostly because there are hundreds of them, but if you have done Due South-related ones at all, can you link me? I would appreciate it.

The other thing is that the anonymous memes always make me curious what other people think of me, and I could use some random attention right now. Comment if you want and tell me something you think about me? It can be nice, harsh, weird, random, whatever. (I don't mind anonymous comments at all; I don't think it makes you a coward or asshole or anything. Regular ones are good, too, of course.)

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Earlier this evening there was a piece of spam in my inbox whose subject line included the word RCMP.

Internet gods, I bow down before you.

Thanks to comments today by justbreathe80 and aerye, I cannot stop thinking about Vecchio het. Because he would be really good in bed! And he does love women! Not just in the likes-to-have-sex-with-them way, either, though of course he does that too, but he just likes women. He doesn't do the "all women are our sisters" freeze-up thing like Fraser, or the creepy desperation thing Ray Kowalski is good at. He has sisters and mother and nieces and exes and nuns; he likes to flirt just for the sake of flirting; women are just this central part of his life in a way that's not so much for the other guys. Women! They're great! What's not to love, right?

Anyway. My deepseated need for RayV/Irene and RayV/Angie and RayV/Stella and RayV/any of the cute female guest stars he had chemistry with has rekindled once again! You should all write me things! I will not mention the incest thing, because I am going for relatively sane here. *cough*.

So, yes. Now I am thinking about Vecchio and Stella in Florida, slow sweaty morning sex in their bedroom, with the shades still drawn but the bright morning sunlight making its way in anyway. Lots and lots of kissing, then kissing and nuzzling her breasts while he fingers her, and then her on top, riding him. Afterwards she goes and showers first, and then him; when he comes out and starts getting dressed she's all put togethher in her nice suit, her hair perfect, standing in her bare feet in front of the mirror as she puts on her make-up. Vecchio watches her while he buttons up his shirt, and when he's done he comes up behind her and kisses her hair.

...That's all I got. I think I'll go back to doing my giant book of NYT crosswords now.