So. Um.
I feel kinda bad for leaving that Epic 4 a.m. Meltdown on the front page of my journal, so:
Essay finished and turned in. Is probably crap but I don't really care, except I will when it comes back with the inevitable bad grade. Gah.
Bio professor (who is also a better and more understanding human being than I deserve) gave me another day to finish doing glossary entries, so that crisis is averted too.
Plans for the evening: Finish Chemistry homework that I don't really understand (but I'm going in for help! I really am! I can maybe not fail this class!) and go to bed as early as humanly possible. Should probably get back to that then.
Also: Does anyone else, when they're bored and brain-dead, re-read their own fic? I mean, I normally read other people's more than my own, but occasionally, I'll come across fic that are beautiful and eloquent but also absolutely destroy me (in a good way), and I don't feel like running the risk of getting sucked into one of those when my brain's on half-power to begin with. So I just re-read my stuff, because I know how it ends and the phrases are familiar, known.
Plus, when I re-read a fic and like it, it makes me feel a bit better about my writing as a whole. And the best way to recover from sleepless essaying is a quick writerly ego-boost, naturally.
(What's really sad is that the ones I ended up re-reading today were, for the most part, Those Fics What I Don't Talk About In Public Entries. I am secretly prouder of those than I am of almost anything I have written in near of a month. I mean, if nothing else, these got feedback. Good feedback.)
Back to Chem homework. And then good night, good night.
I feel kinda bad for leaving that Epic 4 a.m. Meltdown on the front page of my journal, so:
Essay finished and turned in. Is probably crap but I don't really care, except I will when it comes back with the inevitable bad grade. Gah.
Bio professor (who is also a better and more understanding human being than I deserve) gave me another day to finish doing glossary entries, so that crisis is averted too.
Plans for the evening: Finish Chemistry homework that I don't really understand (but I'm going in for help! I really am! I can maybe not fail this class!) and go to bed as early as humanly possible. Should probably get back to that then.
Also: Does anyone else, when they're bored and brain-dead, re-read their own fic? I mean, I normally read other people's more than my own, but occasionally, I'll come across fic that are beautiful and eloquent but also absolutely destroy me (in a good way), and I don't feel like running the risk of getting sucked into one of those when my brain's on half-power to begin with. So I just re-read my stuff, because I know how it ends and the phrases are familiar, known.
Plus, when I re-read a fic and like it, it makes me feel a bit better about my writing as a whole. And the best way to recover from sleepless essaying is a quick writerly ego-boost, naturally.
(What's really sad is that the ones I ended up re-reading today were, for the most part, Those Fics What I Don't Talk About In Public Entries. I am secretly prouder of those than I am of almost anything I have written in near of a month. I mean, if nothing else, these got feedback. Good feedback.)
Back to Chem homework. And then good night, good night.
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Also, I don't know why I'm commenting on this when I just told you all that in RL just now, but there you go.
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Kind of is, though - it's the whole principle of reading something familiar over again.
And yeah, you're kind of right over there, so I could just go talk to you or something. Not sure why I'm still typing. Hmm.
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Yes, I re-read stuff all the time, much to my enjoyment/chagrin. One of the fics I re-read recently was my CSI: Miami one-shot, and I really need to re-post it after spotting those obvious type-os.
Speaking of Miami gay, I hope at least the abundance of that in the season premiere cheered you up a little.
Eric: :(...why Wolfe? Why didn't you come to me?
-Flashback-
Ryan: *drawing Horatio's blood*
Horatio: Remember, you have to pretend that I'm dead.
Ryan: ;_; Ok.
Horatio: And if one of those crazy Brazilians/Thugs/Annoying Rich Guys finds out I'm still alive because I spend the whole episode walking around in broad-daylight...
Ryan: What *sniffles* what'll happen?
Horatio: *cups his face gently* ...this might me out last time together.
Ryan & Horatio: *MAKEOUT*
-End Flashback-
Horatio: (Think of an excuse, think of an excuse, think of an excuse...) I...didn't want to get you involved ?_?
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That said, this does make H/R that much more canonical, yes? Which means maybe other people besides you and I will actually write it. XD
*hugs back* Thank you so much. These past few weeks, they have been madness. I'm so looking forward to the weekend (and catching up on the like 10 pages of flist I haven't read, oh dear).
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I also feel the need to tell you that my host sister is playing "Hallelujah" on the piano (Jeff Buckley/Rufus Wainwright on Shrek/John Cale on Scrubs)... I don't know why I need to tell you that, but it's a very pretty song that I tend to hear when I'm in a bad mood. So, listen to it? I dunno.
I hope all's better! I don't miss the Davidson work and I'm not looking forward to going back to it.
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I love "Hallelujah". I stole the Rufus Wainwright version from my brother off the Shrek soundtrack and it's one of my favorite bad-day songs. Good for letting out a little self-pity. :D
It's been kind of a hectic week, but it's dying down a bit now. I'm looking forward to this weekend, what can I say. And thanks for the good wishes.
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But looking at your old drawings is the same kind of thing I'm talking about; it's nice to go back and look at something you've done and be actually proud of it. It makes me feel better, anyway.
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