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The events of the day prove one thing:

causeways, and I are were the architects of that whole grassy knoll rumor. Yes, before our births. Our conspiracy theory genes stretched back through time.

But at least it lead to a very nice conversation about masturbation.

memphis86 did not participate in this conversation. To those of you who know her. This is not a surprise.

Current Mood: impressed
Current Music: Shake It Up - The Cars

So I finally got up off my ass and converted to S2, and got a new layout. It was more out of frustration at the fact that my tags were always disappearing. Man I'd had that layout forever. I kind of wish I hadn't gone all kamikaze on it. Or that at least I'd taken a screen shot first, because that layout was pretty. And I had pictures in the sidebar, which this fucker doesn't do. Or, rather, I should say, I do not understand CSS well enough to add them.

Anyway,

dark_reaction,

dark_reaction.

I still have to fiddle around with a few things. I'm not sure about the color scheme. It might just have to go straight gray, because I think this tealey business is kind of obnoxious. Ugh, but now I have to go change my profile table too, because I don't have a drew barrymore theme anymore. That's what I get for just haring off like that.

ETA: Nope, can't do it, I don't like this one at all. Until I figure out a sidebar that works, this is going on the shelf.

Current Mood: crazy
Current Music: Nobody's Fault - Sproll

I think something gets lost when I'm attempting to write fiction somewhere between my brain and the keyboard. I feel like if I could just dictate, have myself a bitchin' court stenographer with a good love of porn to just sit with me for a few hours I'd get all my damn stories done.

I've been writing a Sam/Dean 1930s fic since I saw Johnny Dangerously again in November. I really like what I've done with it so far, however, I'm at this hump (more like insurmountable mountain) with it. I've been at it since Christmas, and I don't know how to just get over it already (the very grandiose paragraph-long description of Sam's well-tailored three piece suit probably is not the answer).

This combined with the utter crash and burn of my Underworld/SPN xover has got me more than a little tetchy. For all of you people who manage to write amazing fics around the clock, I'm feeling a little like I could kill you right now, but mostly it's just out of respect. HOW DO YOU DO IT?

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: NO MUSIC, THERE IS ONLY THE SOUND OF MY BRAIN IN REVOLT

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Grandpa, put that sword away!

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Breaking the keyboard probably wouldn't be helpful, BUT I REALLY FUCKING WANT TO!

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