*waves*
Hallo, people.
We suddenly moved into nearly-summer weather. Mid-eighties and *humid*. Oh dear gods, i hate it. Hate. It. I want my chilly spring weather back, now, please.
*puts cold washcloth around neck*
A while back, I signed up for the AO3 Magic Eight Ball remix. I do so like those. And the archive went live today! The stories are still anonymous, but I *can* post the link to the remix that was for me.
I enjoyed their take ever so, so please have a look and leave a little textural applause! Two Roads (the I'll Get There Before You remix).
We have company coming tomorrow. Who will stay for about three days. And then after the weekend, company that will stay until, i think, Friday. Company that i *love* but...people. In my house. Daily.
*hands*
In less fun news...three days ago, my uncle died. Due to idiot family shenanigans, he was the uncle none of us kids had ever met. In the last few years before my dad died, they finally started talking again, and visiting and such.
And he and his second wife were going to come down here this summer and i was going to *meet him* and...fuck. Now i won't. Can't. And it just really bums me out. I heard him talking on my mom's voice mail. His voice sounded just like my dads.
Arrgh.
Anyway - on with the show.
Hallo, people.
We suddenly moved into nearly-summer weather. Mid-eighties and *humid*. Oh dear gods, i hate it. Hate. It. I want my chilly spring weather back, now, please.
*puts cold washcloth around neck*
A while back, I signed up for the AO3 Magic Eight Ball remix. I do so like those. And the archive went live today! The stories are still anonymous, but I *can* post the link to the remix that was for me.
I enjoyed their take ever so, so please have a look and leave a little textural applause! Two Roads (the I'll Get There Before You remix).
We have company coming tomorrow. Who will stay for about three days. And then after the weekend, company that will stay until, i think, Friday. Company that i *love* but...people. In my house. Daily.
*hands*
In less fun news...three days ago, my uncle died. Due to idiot family shenanigans, he was the uncle none of us kids had ever met. In the last few years before my dad died, they finally started talking again, and visiting and such.
And he and his second wife were going to come down here this summer and i was going to *meet him* and...fuck. Now i won't. Can't. And it just really bums me out. I heard him talking on my mom's voice mail. His voice sounded just like my dads.
Arrgh.
Anyway - on with the show.
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