So this morning, I get up early because I was supposed to get books around for a rummage sale over at my brother's house. At a little after eight, I call over to make sure people are awake because I didn't want to go over and wake anyone up if I didn't have to and sis-in-law's mother tells me that they didn't have enough stuff to put out there and that it was going to be too hot to sit out there, so fine, I decided not to head over and decided to stay in.

A little after eight this evening, I get a phone call. From sis-in-law's mother. Wanting me to be over there tomorrow morning at eight to get the books out.

>.<

All I know is I better get some serious money from the sale to make up for this shite.

I would like to have one day to sleep in this week. I could do it Monday, but I have to head over to Job Networking (the biggest waste of two hours DSS has ever come up with), not to mention I want to try and get over to the Civil Service place and apply for the Clerk/Typist exam, though with the way my fingers are drunkenly weaving around this keyboard right now, I don't know if that would be such a hot idea. And I sure as hell am not in the mood to listen to my worker complain about my not having the work site guy sign my paper, especially since he's been on vacation this week.

I wish there was some way I could attend school so I could get a better job and not have to deal with the bitch and her bullshit.

Title: Spare Me Just Three Last Words
Author: Me, 13rachey13
Rating: PG
Pairing: Travis Clark/Drew Thomsen (We The Kings)
POV: Third, mainly focusing on Travis.
Summary: Summary change - Drew appears to be sick. Travis thinks that it's something else.
Disclaimer: 100% fake. Please, don't believe a thing, unless you want to.
Author Notes: I am aware of the length of this chapter, and I apologize. The next chapter will probably be fairly longer to make up for this. But for now, please enjoy. :]
Warning: Mpreg.

Chapter 1
Chapter 2

( Chapter 3 )

Well it took a while, but I finally figured out why the site was looking weird on Firefox and I managed to get the test page up over at freeweb7.com to see if it floats and it looks like it will, so maybe once I get a banner made up, I'll go ahead and set it up. I just have to decide if I want to have the stories open in the window or if I should keep them where they come up as a separate page (or tab depending on the browser your using). What I'd really like is to figure out a way to get rid of the Google banners that are on there now. Granted they're not overly intrusive, but damnit, I'm tired of putting all this work into the site only to have banners and crap show up and mess up how it looks, especially when the server says "no ads whatsoever".

Of course what would really make all this more interesting is if I had some new fics to put up there.

I don't know, I just can't seem to get the inspiration I used to. I don't know if my slash radar is broken or on vacation or what the hell it is but I haven't written much since "Strategic Maneuvers" and it's a little frustrating.

Oh well, maybe I'll think of something eventually.

Dear fellow shippers,

This is a very old Chinese silent animation called "Monkeys fishing for the Moon (houzi lao yue 猴子捞月)“. But it includes so many of the themes that we play with in this community that I thought I'd link it for people to enjoy. The artwork is gorgeous and the background music beautiful, if traditional. It lasts 10 minutes, and I think well repays the time to watch it. But this, of course, is only my humble opinion. Enjoy!

 
Something small and light?? =) 
This first post is a bit long-winded, subsequent ones will just contain the links to the little fics if you would like to read =) Many, many apologies!!

Fic series: The Lovesong Writer (Ren/Bya)
Warnings: Yaoi / Modern AU
Disclaimer: Bleach is most certainly not mine
Track listing: ( ongoing ) - not the chapter index but all the 'lovesongs' that get featured weekly

A/N: This is meant to be a light-hearted and unambitious project. Okay, 'project' should read 'indulgence'. Let me rephrase: Lovesong Writer is meant to be a light-hearted and unambitious indulgence =) i still dunno what kind of job Byakuya holds exactly, except that he gets to read a whole lot and can be considered a Lit-type hee. Renji's job, heh, is easier to tie down =) He owns a little boutique cafe *swoon* Why an indulgent project? Because i'm starting this 'not-really-a-fic' without much of a premise for plot. It is more of an exploration:

How many ways may a man love?
How many times can he die?

i want to see how Renji brings Byakuya back to life, what will make him love again =)

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Timeline: Week 1, 26 June 2008 (Thursday)
Word count: 1,072
Lovesong: The Definition of Love (Andrew Marvell) 
Chef's recommendation: Deep-fried homemade cheeseburger steak (breaded) with tonkatsu sauce, fresh Japanese tomato salad on the side. Homemade matcha ice-cream with red bean sauce

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( please read Week 1 at my journal )

Each week will also be accompanied by 1 or 2 night logs (journal entries) written from either Renji's or Byakuya's POV. This being the first week, i've done both of their POVs =) Just short, little bits =)

( Renji's night log at my journal )

( Byakuya's night log at my journal )

Title: Letter's From The Inside

Writer: Teh Opheliac (A.K.A. Lillith Maxwell)

Warnings/Pairings/Rating: Humor, a bit of angst, Meddling, Snarry (Snape x Harry), Possible, eventual light adult content. AU- Sirius is alive, Snape is still the potions master (6th year). LEMON-ISH SCENE DISGUISED AS A LIME! More to come... o.o;;

Summary: One day, Harry is greeted by a strange owl that seems oddly familiar. With a bit of coaxing, it introduces Harry to something weird, something amazing, something that allows him to interact with an anonymous person whom he fall head over heels for. Harry’s life will never be the same again.

I don't know how good the memory is, but I think mine was "The Grand Illusion" or "Cornerstone" by Styx. I don't have the vinyl any more, but I have some of the song on my hard drive. *nods*

Been over at the library for a couple of weeks now and I have three complaints so far:

1) If someone is going to ask me about a book in the non-fiction section, would it hurt to have the title wrote down as well? I mean, granted the numbers on the newer books are easier to read, but this woman wanted an older book and some of the numbers are almost worn to the point where you can't read them any more, so yeah having the title as well as the call number would be nice. *nods*

2) For a couple of days the staff bathroom needed repair so I had to use the public bathroom and if you could believe this, some girl around ten just barges into the stall I was in. (Swore I locked the damn door) Anyways, to that little twit, next time the door's closed either knock and see if anyone's there, ask if there's anyone there or look for shoes. And the little idiot didn't even apologize for barging in either.

3) And if your kid is calling "Mommy" over and over again (at least twenty times according to how long I even bothered counting) for the love of God either ask what the kid wants or ask them to shut up.

And on a personal note, I don't think anyone under the age of thirteen should be allowed in the adult book section. I know the library used to have a strict rule about that when I was younger. Hell, I couldn't even think about going to the second floor without Mom or Dad coming with me. Now the little hellions run all over the place. One of them damn near knocked into my cart and guess who would've been blamed for that? Not them that's for damn sure.

Ah well.

Silly me, here I thought I could sleep in tomorrow, but I've got to be at my brother's early to get my books out for their rummage sale. I would've done it today but I was just tired from all the shelving, not to mention I had to do my laundry and I could barely get around their basement, so yeah, have to head over early to get them out and considering the amount of books I have, it's not going to be easy, that's for damn sure.

So that's it on my end for this evening. Now I'll finish watching SmackDown.

I wrote 1700 words. Now, I just gotta edit it and put it on SheenaDawn/Inmate.

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Hey! Wow, 68 reviews at FFNet. I wonder if I can get 100 by the time I reach chapter 5? We’ll see. Sorry it is late; and no I didn’t work on Black Complication. I did a Narnia: Prince Caspian fiction instead, sorry.

Ok, really big time jump here. A few paragraphs will be past information, etc. but most of this chapter will be Harry at 18. – Slash in this chapter –

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Words: 3,309
Chapter 4
Birthday Surprise
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Don’t forget (before anyone asks me) that humans can be turned by saliva, blood or semen, except orally cause I assume the stomach acid would be strong enough to destroy the Werewolf-bacteria/virus.

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Have to go to a 21st tonight; dont even know the person but whatever. I'm due on and i hope it waits till tomorrow at least.
Sunday i am seeing Narnia again, and Hancock again lmao! XD

If I don't have to get shadow a power supply, I'll buy a window kit and get him a window and a light. :D I may even get an etching kit and etch his window wiht something neat. Don't knwo what yet. Maybe a graffiti style version of his name. :D

Oh gods, Dal fucked up. I really, really, really want the two disc copies of Madonna's 'Evita' and 'Phantom of the Opera'. Nowhere here in the wilds of Alaska has them. The stores refuse to order them for me because they have to order in bulk and no one else wants those. Bastards! For me to order them and have them sent up here is about fifty apiece once shipping and handling is added on. Yes, I know, cry more, Dal. So! A friend of mine tells me that there's a site to get them. I did happily. Yay! I play them, and they're mp3 versions of midis. *bangs head* Nothing like two or so hours of some person playing an electric keyboard. *facepalm*

In other news, please don't set me up with people? Another person tried it, and friends and neighbors, I know what I want, and I am... erm... picky, okay? I'd rather be alone than settle for less. The sad thing is, I knew within three minutes of meeting the last one that he and I wouldn't ever click. He uses netspeak, and my revulsion for that is long and well known. If you use 'LOL' or 'idk' or anything like that with me, chances are I just subtracted fifty IQ points from you. Except for Lina because she's special. It's just one of my weird quirks. I love the English language and how it's used in works of literature. I could read poetry all day or the different plays or novels that I love. I think that's why I hate netspeak. *shrugs* It's one of my many... many.... weirdnesses.

I didn't think I'd be posting again so soon, but never mind...

Little Things

Rating: G
Word count: 181
Summary: It's a tiny little thing, but it's certainly caused a commotion in the 6th Division...