Doesn't mean I won't be doing that in a couple of weeks or so. I'm giving notice now that I expect to be more than a bit bitchy toward the end of June. But that's a while away. And it might not be as bad as last year, when I had no notion what to expect.
Still waking up absurdly early -- I haven't been awake that far before dawn since elementary school days, when I had to be outside, fed and washed and clothed and waiting for the school bus before 7:30, or when I did factory work and had to get up at 4:30 to drive 20 miles to do a 9-hour shift, get home and fall in bed exhausted at 7:30 p. m. Still, waking up before the birds is weird. I am used to them waking me; I listen for them, for which ones are calling when. Can't identify them all, but some are familiar. Wake up early enough, and the Beltway is nearly silent -- which really only happens during snowstorms or ice storms. Who knew it happened at 2 a.m. also? No trucks cranking their gearshifts and brakes on the turns, grinding gears so the sound bounces off the barriers and over the top.
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Words: 1321, Chapters: 3/23, Language: Русский
- Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies)
- Rating: Explicit
- Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con
- Categories: Gen, M/M
- Characters: Jack Rollins, Brock Rumlow, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes
- Relationships: Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
- Additional Tags: Tattoos, Military Kink, Power Dynamics, Sleepwalking, Dubious Consent, Dubious Morality, Fucking Machines, Hand Feeding, TPE, Total Power Exchange, BDSM, Choke Collars, Gaslighting, Abusive Relationships, Belts, Corporal Punishment, Humiliation, Public Humiliation, Watersports, HYDRA Trash Party, HYDRA Husbands, Twink Brock Rumlow, Brock Rumlow Is Really Nasty, hot power top jack rollins, Перевод на русский | Translation in Russian
by Eve Robillard
That bird sitting dazed on the railing
has flown into your window before.
The dead-end street you’ve turned onto-
You did that just last month. The boss
calling you into his office
has nothing new to say.
There are only so many scripts.
Everything happens twice.
The friend who borrows your raincoat
will borrow your raincoat tomorrow. The parent
who never loved you enough
is doing it from the grave. You are writing
the very same poem
over & over again they are playing
that old, old song but it’s never
the very last dance. So smile at the guy
who drinks too much-
the one with forget-me-not eyes. Sleep
with the one who calls you
by another woman’s name.
"Everything Happens Twice" by Eve Robillard from Everything Happens Twice. © Fireweed Press, 2002.
Comment with one of my fandoms, and I'll tell you:
- the character I least understand
- interactions I enjoyed the most
- the character who scares me the most
- the character who is mostly like me
- hottest looks character
- one thing I dislike about my fave character
- one thing I like about my hated character
- a quote or scene that haunts me
- a death that left me indifferent
- a character I wish died but didn’t
- my ship that never sailed
And a poem:
Personal Letter No. 3
nothing will keep
us young you know
not young men or
women who spin
their youth on
cool playing sounds.
we are what we
are what we never
think we are.
no more wild geo
graphies of the
flesh. echoes. that
we move in tune
to slower smells.
it is a hard thing
to admit that
sometimes after midnight
i am tired
of it all.
by Sonia Sanchez
I've spent a ton of time over these past few days playing Fire Emblem Fates: Conquest. Let me refresh you on what my avatar looks like:
He's my blessed child. ;3; He's married to Niles:
The flirtatious, mildly sadistic character. I love him and I love them together. ♥
However, dang, I'm terrible at strategy games! I'm playing in easy with permadeath turned off because I'm so bad. Apparently Conquest is the hardest version of Fates? That's good. I have Birthright, I'm just waiting until I finish Conquest before I start it. :3
I'm on chapter twenty now and I've only managed to get three of the second gen characters. I don't know if that's good or not but maybe I'll be able to get more before the end! :3
You know how some libraries and people will have summer reading lists? Well, I want to have a summer anime watching list, haha. It's just easier for me to watch things with subtitles when I have a lot of free time (because I can't multitask when watching subtitles and I always end up feeling like it's wasting time, even though what hobby isn't ultimately a time-waster, really?).
Speaking of summer, I have class on Friday and finals on Monday and then I'm done with this semester. Come ooooon, summer. *_*
Oh and also, jeep is fixed! I drove to class yesterday with no problem. :D
My gynecologist is going to talk to oncology about my test results. Neither she nor I think that there's anything to worry about at present, but the endometrial thickening is something to monitor because it can hide things. It's just that it's not an uncommon thing for women my age on Tamoxifen. She said that I shouldn't consider this a factor in my decision about whether or not to go back on Tamoxifen.
On the assumption that I won't be restarting the Tamoxifen, I scheduled a uterine ultrasound for early August (not, thank goodness, a hysterosonogram this time). I need to set up a return visit with the gynecologist for after that.
I had lunch at Totoro after the appointment at UHS and then took the bus up to the hospital. I discovered that, if I walked really slowly, the tendon didn't start getting cranky nearly as fast. I had hoped to do some Ingress, and I did, but not as much as I'd expected. The Ingress servers seemed to be having problems so that, half the time, I couldn't see anything at all in terms of portals. When I could see portals, it took minutes, sometimes as long as five minutes, for a hack to process. I ended up taking about half an hour to walk the four blocks from Totoro to the bus stop.
My phone ended up with a reasonable charge at the end of the day, and I'm pretty sure that the slowness of Ingress was a factor. I had a charger with me. Of the two I found, one worked, and the other didn't. The one that didn't has Scott's company name on it and was, if I recall correctly, some sort of swag for days without accidents or something of the sort. Scott's of the opinion that it was very, very cheap and that the surprise is that it ever worked at all.
Scott put more memory in my laptop last night. That means that I'm going to spend some time this afternoon seeing whether or not it gets cranky when I try to run certain programs. Messages is still rejecting my AIM login, though, which is probably not surprising but is annoying. I suspect that this also won't help my problems with trying to access IRC with Adium (I don't like having to run Adium for AIM and Colloquy for IRC at the same time).
I ate a turkey (lunchmeat) sandwich for dinner last night around 7:00 and started having reflux issues around ten. Given the way my body was acting, I'd have thought I'd eaten bacon, a lot of bacon. I put off doing anything but eventually took an Ativan. That helped; the problem went away entirely, so I only lost about an hour of sleep instead of the three I'd have lost if I'd taken Tums and sat up waiting for things to resolve. I'm still inclined to make myself more black tea to see if that makes me more alert.
I've got two hours now before my cab comes for OT. Since it's Thursday, mostly what I'll be doing during that time is household chores. I want to run the dishwasher and make sandwiches for Scott and Cordelia and move all of the things that shouldn't be out when the cleaning lady comes. I should be home at least an hour before she comes, but I might as well do that now as later. Most of it takes very little time.
I'm very glad that the Not Prime Time moderators decided to make the requests public. I've seen a few things in fandoms that I wasn't planning to offer that I'm quite sure I could write. I can tailor my offers pretty carefully. If I understand the sign up form correctly, one need only offer one character grouping. I hadn't looked at those fandoms at all because I felt that the requests were likely to be entirely things I couldn't write due to the size of the canons in question. These groupings fit into corners that I know reasonably well and/or could review quickly. I need to settle on two more fandoms to offer and to figure out what I want to request. Once I know what I want to request, I can write my dear author letter and then sign up.
10 wild true tales from Studio 54.
Managing editor at a clickbait factory -- how your internet gets filled with those stories.
And Ajit Pai on why he's trying to change the way the FCC regulates the net.
The significance of what's really going on when Ivanka fakes Adrienne Vittadini labels on her clothes -- Vittadini was a Cold War Hungarian refugee, among other things. Just the kind of person Trump wants not to come here.
A museum for failures -- to encourage people to try things and fail more. And why not? That's how we learn stuff.
Fox News should learn to fail less. Now they're facing a racial discrimination lawsuit, along with their sexual lawsuit troubles. Old journalism truism: the news organization should not be in the news.
This is what it is to live in third-world Flint, Michigan, now. Post-industrial doesn't even start to describe it.
Advice to young women from women who are entrepreneurs. Not fond of the original title of this --'female entrepreneurs' sounds like someone trying to do drag for money.
Scientists have found a worm that eats plastic.
Trump family values.
At Yale, psychiatritist cite their duty to warn about an unfit president -- discarding the long-held precept of not analyzing people they haven't met in person because he's there, all the time, in the news, lying his head off.
Social media trying to prevent suicide.
"I was tired of conversations about race being framed in black and white, so I started my own conversation."
If you stop thinking you have the answers already, your questions are more powerful.
Dispatches from suburbia -- the important thing is that you're not white. This is where I live. And while not arguing with this viewpoint, I need to mention that being caucasian in this county is being a minority. The small cities here -- Wheaton and Silver Spring near me, for instance -- are vibrantly and wildly diverse, in terms of people from many nations and cultures. Yes, this needs to be represented more in local organizations -- but that's up to the people themselves, to support or create new ones that include Hispanic/Central American/South American, Asian, Jewish (largest Conservative community outside NYC), African, black and European-ancestry people. We all live here, on the same streets. This is the world in my neighborhood.
Однажды что-то пошло не так, и этот мир стал миром побеждающей Гидры.
Words: 3547, Chapters: 2/2, Language: Русский
Tony got a tattoo when he was eighteen and drunk. Steve wants one when he's quite a lot older than that and entirely sober. There's just that teeny tiny problem of his healing factor erasing any ink.
Words: 1078, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English
Yesterday, bound for a conference. Got the train okay.
About a third of the way into the journey, train stops.
Someone had collided with a train further up the line.
In due course we are informed that train will be terminating at a station not previously on the schedule, where we can change to a train going, presumably by some more circuitous route, to the next scheduled stop, but not, however, onwards to my destination.
When we arrive at designated point, it is chucking down rain. Fortunately the next train is in and we only need to cross the platform. It is, however, rather full, though I did manage to get a seat.
Another, local, and very crowded train at the next change.
My dearios may imagine that all this was by no means conducive to reading a serious academic study for review purposes.
Once at my destination, some 2 hours later than anticipated, there was supposed to be a taxi booked for me - I had been in touch with the conference admin person anent delays - what I had not been told was that it would be round the back rather than the main exit.
Not that it was there when I found the spot, and cameth not as I waited in an increasing state of fume - it would always have been tiresome but after the preceding misadventures this was particularly infuriating - and a chilly wind. Fortunately, what did turn up was the taxi for one of the other participants, so I went with her.
I do not mention the faff over my ticket - got details and booking ref latish previous afternoon.
Inadequate curtainage in hotel room meant undesirably early waking....
And now I have to present a paper, sigh.
Of course all I really want to do is check the Flist and read fic.... *sighs*