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LOOK! I AM STILL NOT DEAD!

i haven't had internet in months. no lie, it hurts my soul and i miss fandom like burning.

However, it's thanksgiving. so let me get to the point of this post.

So This is happening and you guys. I can't even.

I was sitting in he library, close to tears after i saw it (or more than close, but i like to think I was being discreet with the crying.) because you guys.

I get a lot of flack for being antisocial and living on the internet and supposedly not having "real" friends. I do, contrary to the belief of most of the people i know in chicago, have rl friends i didn't meet through the internet. more than i can count on all my fingers and toes. But srsly? The internet (or the bits that i play in, anyway) and fandom just blow me away with their compassion and generosity. That my friends would organize this on my behalf takes my breath away in the best of ways.

everyone that's donating, and everyone who helped set this up, ILU, you are awesome and i jsut. i don't have the words to tell you how much this means to me.

There is some highly awesome excellently written Gerard/Lyn-Z porn over here. slight BDSM themes and ladies in strap-ons! it's hot. trust me.

now the rant.

( Pointless rant about imdb cast listing is pointless )
In other news! My dad is sending me $500 for the down payment on my kit for paul mitchell. I find out Saturday the amount of my grants and loans, which is looking to be WAY more than enough to cover tuition in full, and I sign my contract for enrollment in the next week or so.

I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED IT IS RIDICULOUS. I'll start school in the beginning of May. YAAAAAAAAAAY SCHOOL! :DDDDDDDDDDDD

Then maybe i'll listen to something besides Ballad of Mona Lisa. I know we have a release date, but GIMME THAT ALBUM ALREADY, PANIC. >:(

also, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY, FLIST!

Valentines day is usually a pretty bad day for me, not just because I'm perpetually single, there are other factors that i won't ramble about here on lj, but today hasn't been bad other then lack of sleeping last night and sleeping until 5pm today. My roommate brought me chocolate (in the shape of a fish. holding a beer can, wearing sunglasses and a bandana. it made me laugh and a little homesick.) and a Pachira money tree because she knows i miss having plants in my house. it's wee tiny and awesome. I'm thinking of naming it.

Point is, i haven't been bummed out about anything that would normall bum me out today, which is awesome and makes me want to spread that love.So, I hope you're all having a wonderful valentines day! <3

now, thanks to the Ballad of Mona Lisa video and my dear akire_yta , i have the beginnings of a new steampunk verse to write in.

oh dear.

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also, because i'm an insomniac and it's 4 am, i'm watching season one of Eureka, and The head scientist guy, Nathan whatever, looks like my ex. if you aged him another ten or fifteen years. i can't decide if it's terrifying or awesome. :/

WHERE IS ALL MY PANIC STEAMPUNK FIC???

i have had some lovely conversations about possbilities that uh. veered to the kinkier side. Greta the mad scientist and spencer her enamored assistant totally willing to be strapped down with leather and metal (ahem CORSETS), and there may or may not be a violet wand sort of thing happening. i'm jsut saying. HOT LIKE BURNING, OK? ok.

and let's not bring up steam punk pirates. clearly this is panic telling me i'm going to have to finish it finally. at somepoint.

*le sigh*

seriously. i need a new computer and my own internet. normally, i can at least be found on twitter, because it ALWAYS works on our shitty stolen internet, or facebook, because it works most of the time, HOWEVER whichever neighbor i was stealing from has become wise to my shenanigans, and locked down and i'm forced back onto the girls and boys club internet from across the street and they have damn near everything blocked. (but not fetlife. seriously.)

however! it's tax return time! which means catching up on my utilities, getting my enrollment fee for paul mitchell in AND GETTING OUR VERY OWN INTERNET CONNECTION FUCKING FINALLY.

when this happens i'm sure i'll become a hermit once more. not that i haven't been one already due to Snowpocalypse last week, but this time i will have internet. hoorah! i miss fandom like crazy right now. :(

that merry christmas is from both me and the half bottle of wine i've drank!

tis christmas eve, and i'm all by my lonesome, reading the Parasol Protectorate series (in between fic. what do you take me for?) and this holiday, as opposed to thanksgiving, i'm less homesick and more jsut lonely. whatever, though. because you guys.

i broke a thousand words on fic yesterday!

ok. so it's only at like, 1200, but whatEVER. 1k has been the bane of my existence since like. BBB 08. (which we're not going to talk about because i get a headache every. goddamn. time.)

not only did i break 1k on my own, but i did it with frank/mikey sexswap fic that is probably going to end in a foursome. \o/

and in other news, sunday i get BOTH of my rachel's (well, one Rachel, and one Rachael.), albeit at different times. also, when i get Rachel, I get HUSHIES. (and probably a Dili, too, come to think of it.) MY EXCITED FACE, LET ME SHOW YOU IT! :D

So tonight, as i drink this entire bottle of wine by myself (because i am totes a loldrunky, especially around the holidays. did i mention the bottle of Johnnie Walker Red that's waiting should i need it if the wine is not enough tonight? because there is one.), and feel more than a little lonely on the holidays (and listen to anti-christmas music while wrapping my roomie's presents and cuddle with our menagerie of pets) let me wish you a merry christmas, happy yule (though i'm a few days late on that one because i spent mine on an amtrak train from St. louis back to Chicago), happy (very late) Chanukah, and all those other holidays loosely situated around the winter solstice that celebrate goodwill, the return of the sun, appreciating those around you, and the gifts given to us by our preferred deities. :D