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turpsI have no chocolate cake left. Thankfully it I didn't eat the whole thing as my darling son decided it was his job to help eat it *g*
He's at cubs right now and will be coming home any minute now, starving to death and demanding food, at which point I'll try to prise some info out of him about what he's been doing, with the inevitable answer of I can't remember. He can remember nothing about school and nothing about cubs, or else he'll have done nothing at either, which would be a worry except questioning at length usually reminds him. I tell you, finding info from him is like getting blood from a stone.
So yes, it was a good weekend, some of which I spent offline because I found out it's easier to write if you're not, you know, checking LJ every five minutes. Which led to the Honey story to being well on it's way and even further on once![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
interlockcast her eye over it this afternoon. I'm just hoping this pattern of starting a lame story which has to be scrapped followed by the real story won't happen for every challenge, because man, that would suck.
Though I'm lucky that I have what I wrote today after my darling sister used my computer and crashed it. Two things saved her ass, one that I've got Word on autosave and two that I'd just posted the story private in my LJ because I find it easier to edit to see any mistakes when I do that.
Moving on, I was just reading a post about House and followed a link to a site which showed that House is a person and not a place which I'm slightly disappointed about. I haven't seen the show and have no idea what it's about but I've seen the pairings House/whoever and thought they were along the lines of the great Trekperson/shuttlecraft stories that I've read. Which were works of genius I might add. Look at Tom, he was in love with the Delta Flyer so stories about Tom/shuttlecraft love made so much sense. Except for the episode Alice of course. That ship was just insane and really we don't need to remember how Tom was infatuated with her. Though personally I think he went a bit mad out of guilt, I mean, hello he was cheating on the Delta Flyer with some ship he picked up at a space dump. He should feel guilty. So yeah, Tom/shuttlecraft is a pairing of goodness. Though how he'd consummate the relationship I don't know. Then again, the flyer did have knobs and leavers instead of touch button controls and okay, I think we'll leave it there ;)
And now it's later and Corey's back. He's been learning CPR and shooting which seems rather ironic. He's also got a letter about going camping for a weekend with the cub pack, which is eeep. He's never been away without family before.
But now it's time for him to go to bed and I've an evening of e mails and fic reading ahead of me, which sounds like a fine plan.
He's at cubs right now and will be coming home any minute now, starving to death and demanding food, at which point I'll try to prise some info out of him about what he's been doing, with the inevitable answer of I can't remember. He can remember nothing about school and nothing about cubs, or else he'll have done nothing at either, which would be a worry except questioning at length usually reminds him. I tell you, finding info from him is like getting blood from a stone.
So yes, it was a good weekend, some of which I spent offline because I found out it's easier to write if you're not, you know, checking LJ every five minutes. Which led to the Honey story to being well on it's way and even further on once
interlockcast her eye over it this afternoon. I'm just hoping this pattern of starting a lame story which has to be scrapped followed by the real story won't happen for every challenge, because man, that would suck.Though I'm lucky that I have what I wrote today after my darling sister used my computer and crashed it. Two things saved her ass, one that I've got Word on autosave and two that I'd just posted the story private in my LJ because I find it easier to edit to see any mistakes when I do that.
Moving on, I was just reading a post about House and followed a link to a site which showed that House is a person and not a place which I'm slightly disappointed about. I haven't seen the show and have no idea what it's about but I've seen the pairings House/whoever and thought they were along the lines of the great Trekperson/shuttlecraft stories that I've read. Which were works of genius I might add. Look at Tom, he was in love with the Delta Flyer so stories about Tom/shuttlecraft love made so much sense. Except for the episode Alice of course. That ship was just insane and really we don't need to remember how Tom was infatuated with her. Though personally I think he went a bit mad out of guilt, I mean, hello he was cheating on the Delta Flyer with some ship he picked up at a space dump. He should feel guilty. So yeah, Tom/shuttlecraft is a pairing of goodness. Though how he'd consummate the relationship I don't know. Then again, the flyer did have knobs and leavers instead of touch button controls and okay, I think we'll leave it there ;)
And now it's later and Corey's back. He's been learning CPR and shooting which seems rather ironic. He's also got a letter about going camping for a weekend with the cub pack, which is eeep. He's never been away without family before.
But now it's time for him to go to bed and I've an evening of e mails and fic reading ahead of me, which sounds like a fine plan.
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Date: 2005-03-07 09:57 pm (UTC)My brain? Yeah, that'd be it in the corner, trying desperately to climb out of the window. 'cause good Lord woman, knobs and levers and I just, gah! **falls off chair brainless (as usual *g*)**
Shooting and CPR. Pah!
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Date: 2005-03-07 10:15 pm (UTC)You know I think of weird things when I'm left to my own devises ;)
The shooting and CPR made me laugh so much, because yeah, pah.
Expect mail tonight btw. I'm pretty much done. The end? Killed me, so perfect!
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Date: 2005-03-07 10:28 pm (UTC)But then, I think I kinda like it Heee
well, I suppose we should be grateful they're teaching them hand in hand, 'hey kids, just in case you ever-so-accidentally shoot someone in the head, here's how to perform CPR on them! oy lol
Wheee! Mail! You're such a lovely, wonderful, kind, prompt young lady *g* And you give good compliments *g* you know how I do love my angst lol Tom makes me sad, oh yes he does. **pets him**
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Date: 2005-03-08 08:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-08 10:59 am (UTC)Hell is going to be full of the best people, oh yes. Who needs heaven when we can roast marshmallows over the fires and talk smut on the rack? *g*
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Date: 2005-03-09 06:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-07 10:03 pm (UTC)Sharing is good. You get all the taste but half the tummyache. ;-)
Hey, at least Corey remembered what he'd done tonight! ;-þ (and I have to agree, the combo sounded dangerous *g*) And I'm sure he'll be fine going camping. I spent my first two weeks of life without my parents, and I've stayed over at other peoples houses several times since the age of...well, early, and I turned out...uh, never mind. ;-þ
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Date: 2005-03-07 10:25 pm (UTC)I suppose there's that *g*
Thanks for the reassurance, I think ;)
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Date: 2005-03-07 10:43 pm (UTC)Uh-huh. You could always share with me, too. ;-þ
Thanks for the reassurance, I think ;)
Mwahah...uhm, what was that? Story? TrickC with JC in a mental ins...eh, I guess I shouldn't go there just yet. Because I'm eBil. ;-þ
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Date: 2005-03-07 11:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-09 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-07 10:13 pm (UTC)Is Cubs Boy Scouts? Or the same thing?
Terri, please tell me something to write for JuC Day.
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Date: 2005-03-07 10:23 pm (UTC)I fully believe he used to have sessions where he'd sit in the flyers pilot seat jerking himself off, uniform around his ankles while stroking the controls with the other hand.
Cubs is the junior division of Boy Scouts. I think Corey joins them when he's 11.
You know what I'd like to see for JuC day? Something hot and nasty. JC being a bitch and Justin being a bastard, neither of them giving an inch when they meet to finalise plans for Challenge. Which will happen btw. They'll be around a conference table just sniping at one another while the others get annoyed as the sexual tension fills the air. Until eventually Chris throws up his hands, pulls Lance and Joey out with him muttering how they're not coming back until Justin and JC sort this crap out already. At which point they'll glare at one another across the table, both saying it's the others fault as they stand, and suddenly fall on one another and have hot sticky messing sex on the table.
Does that help?
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Date: 2005-03-07 10:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-07 10:27 pm (UTC)uniform around his ankles while stroking the controls with the other hand.
AHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHHAAHAH THE MENTAL IMAGES!!
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Date: 2005-03-07 10:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-08 12:59 am (UTC)And Kevin would look at JC and Justin from afar, down the hall at least, and wonder about wether or not JC could really survive here, in his baggy jeans and artfully torn shirts with asymetrical seams and tight torsos.
When JC finally did get his papers out, Justin would apologize and tell him that there had been a serrious breach in security the day before and he was told to use his best judgement while on patrol, and stop all new people.
JC would nod his understanding and leave, hard and panting with adrenaline pumping through his bloodstream like it was an elephant in a bathroom, just stomp, stomp, stomping along.
And when he finally did get to kevin's room, it'd look like the room that JC has down the hall, although a bit more lived in. The bed would be messy and the computer would sit primly on his cherrywood desk with a little sticker on the top saying 'Careful! Computer network scrutinized AT ALL TIMES. The guilty WILL be procecuted.'
You're hard, Kevin would try to be as non-chalant about it as possible, and JC would look deeply into one of Kevin's posters so that he didn't have to pay attention.
I am? JC asks, looking down at the tent in his jeans.
You like that kind of treatment, don't you? Kevin asks.
And what if I do? JC asks.
I'd call you a sick fuck, Kevin would tease like an old friend while sitting at his desk. But you passed, so you're a sick fuck of the federation. We're all sick fucks,here.
Sick fucks that live quite nicely, don't you think?JC asks, his tone cold.
The silence lingers in the room, as if Kevin's trying to take JC apart with his eyes, detatch limb from limb and slice apart JC's brain. And JC would still be heaving a little from the nice feeling at the imprint of Justin's gun still at the back of his head.
Before the end of the night,JC would be pressed up against another wall, but instead of furiously searching for his newly pressed papers in order to present them to Justin, he'd be spread open and naked, and full of Kevin's cock.
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Date: 2005-03-10 06:28 pm (UTC)Good grief! *fans self*
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Date: 2005-03-08 08:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-10 06:07 pm (UTC)no subject
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