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Two posts in one day?! What is this madness!

Okay, so today I was gripped with a powerful, irrational urge to clean out the house and clear out basically everything I own. I don't know why, either. But in the spirit of back-to-school junk-purging, I've amassed a stack of books that I want to sell, and I've listed several on Half.com. I have volumes 1-7 of FAKE up there, along with the first seven volumes of The Tarot Cafe and the first seven of One Thousand and One Nights.

Since y'all (hopefully!) know I'm a trustworthy kinda gal, I thought maybe some of you might be interested in poking around and seeing if there's anything up there you'd be interested in ordering. So, here you go!

I'll be putting up several more novels and such over the next week or so, but this is probably all the manga I'll be listing. If you're in a buying mood, check it out!

...Hi, guys and gals! I'm, um, still alive! Awesome, right? Looking back at my last post, which was in...uh...March? Yeah, looking back at that, I'm beginning to suspect that there might be some people out there who thought that I had perhaps succumbed to the horrors of seasonal allergies. ...I didn't! YAY FOR NOT DYING!

2010 has been a pretty lousy year for me so far, though. Winter and spring were full of college stress and various health issues. Those all cleared up by about June, but were immediately replaced by family drama, which does not even bear talking about. But that seems to have cleared up as well now, so I am ready to enjoy the rest of this year. Impress me, 2010! This is your last chance!

I'm heading into my last semester of undergraduate education, which makes me very happy inside. I'm also working on applications to graduate schools, which makes me not so happy inside. (More terrified and intimidated.) Beyond that, not a lot has changed for me in the past five months.

I'm not doing a heckuvalot of writing these days. Very little, as a matter of fact. It sounds sort of depressing, but I think pursuing a degree in creative writing has destroyed a lot of the joy I used to find in writing. It's become a form of work for me. I realized the other day that I can't remember the last time I wrote something just for fun. It's been at least a year. I'm making it a (very late) New Year's resolution that I'm going to try and recapture some of that pleasure I used to get from writing something dumb and silly and fun. I've been working on 'serious' stuff for way too long.

Not too much else to say. I haven't been active in any sort of fannish activity at all recently, which is also something I'm trying to change.

Oh, I did finally cave and see Inception! ( Cut for spoileriffic babble )

Anyway! That's what's up with me. What's been up with you folks?

So anyway, it looks like three weeks have passed without me even noticing it! This is really happening far too frequently.

In case anyone is wondering about those fic-request things I started on, oh, a six weeks ago, yes, I am still working on them! I'm just a gigantic lame-o who a) works slowly b) does not have the sense to only work on one fic at a time and therefore have something to show more quickly and c) does not know how to write these 'drabble' things of which you speak. I think the last one is my biggest problem, really. I tried to do them as drabbles, I really did! Somehow, they've ballooned to, like, 6,000 words apiece though. Oops.

Anyway, in real life news, I started a new semester! My second to last semester as an undergrad! My last semester as a full-time undergrad student! ...Excuse me, I need to go breathe into a paper bag now. So far, so good, like all my classes, interesting professors, etc. All is well in that respect.

In meteorological news, Southern California weather is being completely hilarious right now. It is raining more heavily than I have ever seen it rain in my life, it's freezing cold (by, you know, Californian standards) and apparently we had a couple of freaking TORNADOES on the coast. Holy cow! Really, Mother Nature? A tornado? In southern California?! It's not enough we've got to worry about mudslides, earthquakes, flash floods, and wildfires? We now have to deal with TORNADOES too?! I give up.

Oh yeah, and I donated blood for the first time today! I attempted to donate a few months ago, but I threw up during the pre-blood donation interview process. And, um, they did not let me donate after that. It was embarrassing.

I did not vomit this time; however, I did faint! For the first time ever! It was kind of exciting...? I was still lying down at the time, fortunately, and they'd already finished taking my blood and were just waiting a few minutes before letting me get up. I was doing well! Feeling good! Then everything went black and the next thing I knew I had three nurses propping my legs up and putting ice packs on my neck. I was only out for a couple minutes, but they made me stay there forever to make sure I was okay. They also made me drink water and orange juice until I thought I was going to pop. But then I got a coupon for a free pint of ice cream at Baskin Robbins! So that's okay.

...My life! So how are things going for you fine people!

I have an urge! An urge to write fic! But I don't have any ideas. (Let's, er, ignore those nasty half-finished things in my draft folder, shall we? We'll just...pretend they don't exist for now.) So! I am soliciting prompts!

I feel like writing some 5+1 ficlets (i.e., 'five times Joe Schmoe fell in love and one time he didn't', that sort of thing.) Preferably Saiyuki, because I am in a Saiyuki kind of mood. Prompt me, please? My track record with finishing these things is not very good, I admit (see earlier comment re: unfinished work) but I promise to do my very best to write at least a couple of fics! Let's go!

It's a good thing other people are remembering to post their holiday-card thingies, because otherwise, I would totally forget about mine!

Holiday cards! I want to send them to you! If you want to get one, please leave your address here (comments are screened, natch) along with any special requests you might have. I am very open to special requests! If you want a card for a particular holiday, or glitter, or a giant penis drawn on the card to alarm your mailperson, I shall comply! I have no shame!

(Note: No giant penii will be drawn on cards unless you specifically request one. I do not want to give your grandma a Holiday Heart-attack as she's bringing in the mail.)

On another note, the semester is drawing to a close, and thank all the greater and lesser gods for that. I am about ready to flop, but I think I can bravely endure another week and a half before vacation starts. Ahhh, vacation....

Fff, I'm tired. I'm also not as far along on my NaNoNovel as I'd like to be, but whatever. I'm still on schedule at least, and that's a major accomplishment for me. I crammed in 3,000 words today in between doing laundry and working on a 12 page midterm. Ha.

Lordy, my life has gotten boring these days! I can't quite figure out when this happened. Sometime in the last couple years, obviously. I'll be 22 the day before Thanksgiving, and I swear I feel so old it seems like I ought to be headed for the nursing home in a matter of years. I know it's deeply annoying for the older folks to hear twentysomethings complain about feeling old, but it's such a weird thing to make the transition between childhood/teenage years and adulthood. It's a little staggering, really, when I think about it. My youth, it has fleeted! (Fleeted? Flown? ...Fleen?)

Fitting in with my new advanced age, I have recently had an exciting variety of health difficulties! ( Cut because oh my gosh, nobody really wants to know about the state of my sinuses and uterus, right? )

Oh yeah, and a meme!

Leave me a comment saying "Resistance is Futile."
• I'll respond by asking you four questions so I can satisfy my curiosity
• Update your journal with the answers to the questions.
• Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions

lady_ganesh asked me...

( I am longwinded! )

Fuck, my immune system. In the past five weeks I've had two sinus infections, and then Tuesday I developed a cough which promptly exploded into a nasty chest cold. It's been a couple years since I've had a cold, and I forgot how miserable they make you feel. Also, I forgot how awful coughing is. Today the coughing fits were so bad I had a few panicky moments of 'Omg can't breathe!!1' before things settled down. Blegh. Plus, I'm ridicuously exhausted. I woke up at 2pm, took a three-hour nap from 5 to 8, and now at 11:30pm, I'm totally wiped out. This. Sucks. *whine*

I dunno, it seems like there's a lot of bad juju out there right now. Does anyone have any happy stories to relate? Little nice things that made their day better? Anything? Bueller?

Life! Life is being really weird right now. Things are okay, more or less, but with an odd shaky undertone that suggest the jig might be up any minute. I'm back at home for the time being, though, and next weekend I will be participating in the annual migration of college students back to their native habitats. We'll see how that goes.

Between travelling, a smattering of family drama, feeling unwell, and epic writer's block, getting the next part of girl!Gojyo written has felt a Herculean effort. It's finally finished, though it still needs a little more tweaking. I'll try very hard to get it up within the next day or two, and I'll put a rush on the next chapter after that. A thousand apologies and many thanks for your patience, folks.

Now something to occupy my capricious attention span! A meme! Stolen from daegaer! Name a character and I will tell you what I imagine they are like in bed.

It seemed like it took forever to finish this chapter. It just wouldn't freaking end. As a result, it's almost twice the size of previous chapters. Please enjoy the shameless smut.


Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five

( Gojyo woke in confusion. )

Oh jeez, sorry for the delay in getting this part up! I wasn't feeling too well for much of last week. And this is a rather short chapter too, d'oh. I'll try to make amends by getting the next bit up ASAP.

...I've really got to get a title for this thing, god.

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

( Stumbling across a town, any town, in the middle of the ever-expanding deserts was like finding an oasis. )