cicer: (O hai)
...I just did a really stupid thing.

See. I, um. I've seen a few clips and bits and pieces of that new Sherlock BBC series. And, um, maybe. Maybe, because so many people on my flist have been writing fic for it, I've read some of that fic. And then, maybe, I decided that I ought to see the whole first season properly, more than just a one-minute clip or an episode summary.

So I did. And boy, was that a mistake.

...I think I'm in love. ♥ Seriously, I am just...charmed. Utterly, utterly charmed.

I did not need a new fandom. I did not need a new fandom, dammit.

You are all horrible crack-pushers and I hate you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go binge on Sherlock fic. Clearly, I am getting nothing else done this weekend.

Fuuuuuck this show is awesome. ♥


Feb. 17th, 2011 11:45 pm
cicer: (My life is pain)
Haaa. Well. We just had a power outage! About 40 minutes, from roughly 10:50pm-11:30pm. No big deal! It's nighttime anyway, the weather outside is temperate, and we've got candles and flashlights. All should be well!

Except. About 3 minutes after the power went out, our demon security alarm system started blaring and wouldn't shut up, even when we put in the override code. Called the security alarm company, got a recording. Called their emergency hotline, was told that they couldn't help us, and was forwarded to another number. Got a recording. Was forwarded to another number. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Despite the alarm shrieking loud enough to wake the neighbors, no cops turned up. We were not called by the alarm company themselves. Apparently, our "emergency" wasn't even registering on their sensors. Boy, I feel safe!

Finally, after thirty minutes of frantic telephoning, being told that nobody could help us, and getting ready to take a hammer to the alarm control panel, the power came back on and the alarm shut up. *headdesk*

This is the third time we've had a "false alarm" with this company, and on each occasion, nobody at the alarm company could help us turn it off, and we had to run the gauntlet to even track down a live person to speak to on the phone. Oh, and emergency service personnel never showed up then, either, which makes me think that we could all be murdered in our beds on night and nobody at the alarm company would ever know.

Needless to say, the alarm system? Is getting dismantled tomorrow, and our account is being canceled. RAGE.

Dear alarm company people,

Please die in a fire. Kthnx.

No love,
Our very, very awake household
cicer: (Kitty)
Continuing the theme of "stuff what I've been doin' this year"...

I chopped off all my hair! OK, not all of it. But it's super-short now. I usually keep my hair anywhere between chin length and shoulder length, which I guess it short by most people's standards. But I haaate the feeling of hair falling in my face, so no matter how short my hair was, I always pinned, braided, or otherwise tied it back. Eventually, I got the bright idea to just get a pixie-cut so I wouldn't have to go to the hassle of always scrounging around for a hair tie. (This became especially necessary once I started kickboxing classes, because vigorous jumping around made my hair fall down, no matter how snugly I tied it back.) But I'm kind of a weenie about change, so I put off getting my hair whacked off, until a good friend of mine got a pixie cut and looked utterly adorable. So I gathered up my courage, went to the hair salon last week, and just did it. And now, of course, I wish I'd done it months ago. So breezy and convenient! No hair falling in my face! I hardly need any shampoo or styling time! I love it. Short hair, woo!

Also, I kind of decided to do the "fifty books into fifty weeks" challenge thingummy. I haven't actually posted anything to the [ profile] 50bookchallenge community yet, but I have been reading a book a week, and it's been great for me. I basically stopped reading for pleasure during my undergrad years, simply because I was always so pressed for time, and also because I was doing so much fiction-reading for my courses that reading anything else felt like doing extra work. It's weird, I feel like I'm rediscovering the joy of reading at this point! Anyhow, I'll probably want to draw up short summaries of what I'm reading, what I thought of each book, etc. I'll be posting all that to the comm, natch, but shall I crosspost them here as well? I guess what I'm asking it, would anybody be interested in reading that stuff? Anyone? Bueller?

I am currently dealing with the Revenge of the Son of the Bride of the Sinus Infections, part 2: Electric Boogaloo. I had about a year, a lovely year, when I had no sinus infections whatsoever. It was glorious. Now I'm back to the old pattern of three-to-four sinus infections per year. Ugh. It's ridiculous, because at this point, there's nothing the doctors can do, short of surgery. Which I do not want. The problem is entirely structural. My sinuses are arranged, um, badly. So they don't drain properly, mucus pools, bacteria flourishes, la la la. ...Sorry, I hope you weren't eating while you read this? Anyhow. Nothing to be done for it, except round after round of antibiotics, and a regimen of nasal rinses (which I hate), steaming my sinuses, loading up on Sudafed, slapping on a BreatheRight strip, etc. It's super sexy, let me tell you. Orz.

I hope you folks are feeling better than I am! Tell me how things are going for you right now! Are you having a good day? Inquiring minds want to know!
cicer: (O hai)
Here we go!

Thank you all for sticking with me till the end, particularly after my prolonged absence!I have so appreciated you comments and support over the last few months. You guys rock.

I'll get the fanmix up within the next couple of days, and I may yet do more in this 'verse. I don't have any particular ideas for spinoff stories, but I'm not ruling anything out. Let me know if there's anything in particular you'd like to see.

Previous parts

Part XIV )

And some final thoughts on the story, AKA meta-ish babbling )
cicer: (My life is pain)
Happy New Year! Hopefully you didn't spend the first day of 2011 dealing with a nasty Trojan attack on your computer, the way I did. Ugh. Five hours later, I THINK I've got it sorted out, but I'll certainly be having a professional look it over come Monday morning. *crosses fingers*

I hope you all had lovely holidays and are enjoying 2011 so far. And for those of you following A Long Slow Collision, let me take this opportunity to get down on my knees and beg for mercy. I swear to you, I have not abandoned this story and, barring some computer-related calamity, the final installment ought to be up tomorrow evening. Please forgive the long hiatus! Real Life was just beating me black and blue for a while there, but things are much better now. Still, I'm so sorry for the prolonged radio silence, and for missing so many deadlines. D: Please forgive me. I will be making a fanmix and some other little treats for this story, so hopefully that will make up for it.

Be well, all of you! I will see you tomorrow!
cicer: (But I am le tired)
- Holy shit, it's cold here. OK, this is the part where all of you who live in legitmately cold climates laugh at me for considering 50 degrees F cold, but hush. I'm a desert rat, I don't know what to do when the mercury dips below 75 degrees. I actually needed a sweater this week! What the what.

... No, okay, wait. I just checked the weather forecast, and apparently it's supposed to get down to 36 degrees tonight. ...What. This is a desert, weather. A DESERT. It is not supposed to get that cold, wtf.


...I wish I could say it was a happy one? Um. It kind of wasn't, but I went to go see Tangled, which was adorable, and I had chocolates and pie. So, it could've been a lot worse! Just. Lol, family. Why do you make me want to stab myself with the turkey-carvin' knife? Why?

- Happy Turkey Day, my fellow Americanos! I hope you have lots of nummy food and lots of things to be grateful for! And here's to getting through another holiday with the in-laws without murdering anybody! Yay!

- I swear to God, I have not abandoned A Long Slow Collision. Honest. I just...I've had a really awful couple of weeks, in regards to family drama, personal health issues, grad school applications, and general real-life shittiness. I actually ended up quitting my NaNoWriMo novel, then I un-quit because I felt so guilty and ashamed. And now I think I'm re-quitting, because I'm just not feelin' it this year, and it's stressing me out. I dunno.

Bear with me, dudes. I'm gonna try really, really, REALLY hard to get the final part up within the next seven days, OK? Promise! Pinky-promise!
cicer: (But I am le tired)
Oh dear. I'm so sorry it took so long to get this part up. Grad school applications + NaNoWriMo + senior portfolio project = a [ profile] cicer who has been in a work-coma for the past couple of weeks. Arg.

We're almost through here, though. One more part, and then probably a little epilogue. And a fanmix, because if I'm going to write 50k+ of dumb pregnancy fic, then I'm gonna have some musical accompaniment, dammit!

Part XIII )

Onto the final part...
cicer: (Eeee! ♥)
FUCK YES I WROTE A SEX SCENE. And it only took me about 45,000 words to get there! I am such a winner, you guys.

Please enjoy this much-delayed chapter of pointless smut.

Part XII )

Onto the next part...

Next part will have moar pr0n. That's right. Fuck plots and character development! I'm going to write ALL THE PORN. \o/
cicer: (NaNoWriMo)
Ha ha, wow, the past two weeks have been a total clusterfuck of illness, personal drama, and entirely too much work to be done. Dear World: plz stop beating up on me nao, kthx. Sorry I'm being so sluggish with the updates, guys. :(

Part XI )

Onto the next part...

So, I'm thinkin' we got about maybe four more parts to go here, with maybe a little bitty epilogue or something after that. So that's where we are. I'm going to do my damndest to wrap this thing up by the end of the month, before NaNoWriMo starts. (Yes, I'm doing that again. Yes, I'm certifiable.)
cicer: (Scattered leaves)
FYI, I just did a pretty big friendslist purge, and I want to reassure people that even if I've defriended you, I still like you! It's nothing personal! I'm simple nowhere near as active in fandom as I once was, and as a result, there are several people with whom my interests have diverged. You are all still awesome, awesome people, and I love you to bits.

This is also a good time to mention that if anyone feels like removing my from their flist, for whatever reason, I promise I will not be offended. I know I haven't been very active over the past year, and most of my posts have been about personal stuff, rather than the fannish stuff I used to post. So if you feel like we no longer have anything in common, go ahead and defriend me. We cool. ♥

In unrelated news, I accidentally broke the colon key off my laptop today. Cry. Fortunately I found a place online that sells replacement keys, though. So that's OK.

...Cool story, bro!
cicer: (I maded you a cookie)
...Wow, it was like pulling teeth to get this part finished. :(

Part X )

Onto the next part...

Thanks so much for your patience and kind comments. You are all so lovely. ♥
cicer: (Find a new place to hang this noose)
Guys, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to put off the next update for 'A Long Slow Collision'. I've been sick over the past few days and just haven't had enough time to get it together. I'll try to have it up tomorrow, or Saturday at the absolute latest. I'm sorry. :( I try to make sure I update on time, because I know that it sucks when a WIP is sluggish about updating, but I couldn't make it happen this week. By Saturday, I promise!
cicer: (Wondering)

Part IX )

Onto the next part...

So, I'm thinking we're past the halfway point here. Maybe six or seven parts left? (Don't hold me to that, I'm notorious for underestimating how long my stories will be.)
cicer: (Blue girl)
I am deeply annoyed with my professors. They keep assigning me work. Don't they know that I have porn to read and dumb fanfiction to write?! How dare they attempt to make me do something useful with my time! The nerve.

Part VIII )


Yes, it's a cliffhanger. Ain't I just the worst?

Onto the next part...
cicer: (Eeee! ♥)
Would've had this part up earlier, but. Um. Governor of Poker is stupidly addictive.

Part VII )

Onto the next part...

As always, thanks much for the comments. ♥ I don't have time to reply to each one, but I promise, I read them (and reread them x5) and squeal giddily every time.
cicer: (I maded you a cookie)
When I started this thing, I thought, oh, hey, this'll just be a short fill! Like, say, 5,000 words!

What's the current wordcount for this thing? 21,820 words.

And how far are we into the story? I have no fucking idea.

Guys. Guys. I have completely lost control of this story. Please send help. D:

Part VI )

Onto the next part...

...So, yeah, I'm just gonna keep writing this? And...hope that I finish before I'm old enough to collect Social Security. Sob.
cicer: (I licked you)
Oho! What's this? A wild title appears!

I know, I'm slightly tardy with this part. Sorry. D: This chapter just would. not. end.

Part V )

Onto the next part...

Looks like Sunday and Thursday are going to be the update days for this, so expect the next bit up on Thursday. As always, thanks much for reading and commenting! ♥
cicer: (It was a nice day)
...I really need to come up with a title for this thing, man.

Part IV )

Onto the next part...

Pee Ess! Big thank-you to all of you who have read and commented on this silly, doofy little fic. You make me very happy. ♥
cicer: (Default)
Aha. Ha. Look, the story's moving forward! ...At a snail's pace.

Part III - In Which Cobb Prepares to Break Someone's Kneecaps )

Onto the next part...
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