dirty dirty girl

Okay, so i have all this fic i wrote over the summer which i keep talking about and not posting because i don’t really wanna spam LJ and i don’t (yet) have an archive site. So to spare the readers of this journal who aren’t into smutty fanfic, and because i really like using LiveJournal, i made a new LJ, bigdirty. Every fic i finish will be posted there, as well as archived in its memories because i’m obsessive :)

Now, having posted every piece of fanfic i’ve finished as of current (yes, including those mythical summer fics), of course i want to work on all those unfinished fics i have, but i need to make myself do something more closely resembling real work this weekend. And at this moment i need to go to bed.

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No more Firefly :(

Meredith and company have been watching her DVDs in order all this week. It would have been great to have watched with them, but i only joined them for the last 2 viewings -- those which included the unaired episodes (which was fine).

So i saw:
War Stories
Trash
The Message
Heart of Gold
Objects in Space

I've also now seen the gag reel and various fanvids (of which bonibaru's "Hallelujah" is the absolute best) as well as some of the deleted scenes, including the one from "Our Mrs. Reynolds," which has got to be one of the best scenes ever.

Damn i heart that show. One of these days i will own the DVDs. And no, i'm not up for detailed commentary on the episodes.

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In other news, i saw Stacey after i left Albright. They miss us student workers (duh) but i have classes, what can ya do. I will be back there soon enough. She asked about what interterm classes i was taking wants to take me out to play pool to see what i learned. This made me really happy 'cause the last day that i was in and chatting with her i was joking around about something and was worried that i had offended her, but clearly we are on good terms. Plus, yay hanging out, 'cause she's always locked in her office and she's a really great person whom i would love to spend more time with.

Otherwise my life has been rather uninteresting. Apparently everyone i know knows almost everyone else i know and most of them are sly ;)

[one of those things floating around the net]

What happens when it gets colder?

60 above zero:
      Floridians turn the heat on.
      People in New England plant gardens.

50 above zero:
      Californians shiver uncontrollably.
      People in New England sunbathe.

40 above zero:
      Italian and English cars won't start.
      People in New England drive with the windows down.

32 above zero:
      Distilled water freezes.
      Moosehead Lake's water gets thicker.

20 above zero:
      Floridians don coats, thermal underwear, gloves and hats.
      People in New England throw on a flannel shirt.

15 above zero:
      New York landlords finally turn on the heat.
      People in New England have the last cookout before it turns cold.

ZERO:
      People in Miami die - or return to Cuba.
      New Englanders close the windows.

10 below zero:
      Californians go to Mexico.
      People in New England get out their winter coats.

25 below zero:
      Hollywood disintegrates.
      Girl Scouts in New England are selling cookies door to door.

40 below zero:
      Washington DC runs out of hot air.
      People in New England let the dogs sleep inside.

100 below zero:
      Santa Claus abandons the North Pole.
      People in New England get frustrated because "the caah won't staaht".

275 below zero:
      All atomic motion stops. (Absolute zero on the Kelvin scale).
      People in New England start saying, "cold 'nuff for ya?"

500 below zero
      Hell freezes over.
      Red Sox win the World Series.