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| Sunday, December 6th, 2009 |
florahart
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6:54p |
Teenyfic: "Best Seat in the House" (Kirk/McCoy, PG, saptastic) Title: Best Seat in the House Pairing: Kirk/McCoy Rating: PG Words: 400 A/N: One of today's Bridge2Sickbay teenyfics. Prompt was Best seat in the house. ( Best Seat in the House )I originally posted this at http://florahart.dreamwidth.org/1009581.html. Comments may be left here or there; you can comment there with OpenID even if you don't have an account. |
icarusancalion
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8:56p |
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icarusancalion
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12:43p |
Mom can't eat wheat. Here's a flour-less choc cake. Choooooocolate. Completely wheat-free.  Flourless Chocolate Cake (Recipe source The Gourmet Cookbook) Ingredients: 8 ounces good quality bittersweet (not semi-sweet) chocolate, roughly chopped 2 sticks unsalted butter, cut into pieces 1 1/2 cups sugar 6 eggs 1 cup unsweetened cocoa powder Directions: Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Generously grease a 9 or 10 inch springform pan and line the bottom with wax or parchment paper (cut into a circle to fit bottom of pan). Make sure to grease the liner as well. In a double broiler or in a large bowl over a pan of simmering water, add chocolate and butter. Stir constantly until melted. Remove bowl from heat and whisk in sugar. Add eggs, one at a time, mixing well after each addition. Last, sift cocoa powder into mixture and whisk until just combined. Pour batter into prepared springform pan and bake for 35-40 minutes. A toothpick inserted in the center should come out with moist crumbs and top should have a thin crust. Cool cake in pan on a rack for 10 minutes and then remove sides of pan. Invert cake on a plate and then back onto the rack to fully cool before serving. Yield: 10-12 servings Current Mood: hungry |
icarusancalion
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10:43a |
Transcripts arrived. Ah. My transcripts finally arrived from Seattle Central. I've dug my SAT scores out of the boxes. I have the transcripts from UW. Time to wave it all in front of the state of Maryland Dept of Education to see what I need next to teach. Listening to the soundtrack from Out Of Bounds. And snow has frosted all the trees. I think this is going to be a snowy Christmas. Current Mood: calm |
| Saturday, December 5th, 2009 |
kennahijja
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12:57a |
Compilation of RL, Alex Rider, Audiobooks... Had a very lovely plate of lasagne at our office's end-of-year dinner, which was fun and relaxing especially since I'm lucky enough to avoid the 'official' Christmas party by going home earlier on the same day. Yay - hate those! Small talk and dress-up and alcohol is what I believe goes on in the seventh level of hell. And I managed to write quite a bit of my Alex Rider ficlet on the train there and back. Well, I tried to write something for the flash_rider challenge, but it's already gone beyond 'flash' :( In a way, this might be pointing to a solution to my 'no more festfics because they *grow* and then I'm going mad trying to finish' problem... Sign up, then go at it, hell-bent to write a drabble. That will inevitably end up as a 1000 word fic, minimum length requirement, bingo. Because setting out to write a 1000 word fic won't work. I tried it here, and am at more than twice that length already, with more to come :(. BUT... am listening to the audiobook version of 'Eagle Strike' (library had no book version), and it's a strange sort of fun; first audiobook ever. The voice itself is distracting (sort of caging the imagination and clashing with how I feel it *should* sound), but the details are so much more present and memorable - no skimming if I don't try to do anything besides listening. I recall someone on my flist recently saying that one of their betas made an audio version of the fic they were betaing, and couldn't understand the benefit. Now I do. Weak and awkward constructions just jump out at you. The exciting bits most certainly do too. As always, ignore cutesy critter - it's just basking in views :).
Current Mood: content |
| Friday, December 4th, 2009 |
florahart
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1:43p |
Oh good grief. Do you know what is super wrong with my response to this item from regretsy? Go look; I'll wait. It's that when I glanced at it, after observing the title "This is how we love," the silhouette I saw was Jar-Jar Binks on the right, and my immediate problem with this as a representation of love was that Padme's hair is never all stringy like that, and Anakin's is never long enough to be like that. BRAIN. WHAT THE. I originally posted this at http://florahart.dreamwidth.org/1008752.html. Comments may be left here or there; you can comment there with OpenID even if you don't have an account. |
| Thursday, December 3rd, 2009 |
innerslytherin
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9:21p |
Come to Milwaukee, Hotch & Prentiss (Gen), PG Title: Come to Milwaukee Characters: Hotch, Prentiss (Gen) Rating: PG WC: 990 Summary: After Foyet, Emily asks Hotch not to leave the team. Spoilers: For "In Name and Blood" and "100". ( Come to Milwaukee ) Current Mood: sadCurrent Music: Lifehouse - Broken |
kennahijja
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9:54p |
False Advertising You know that you're a history nut when, browsing in a second-hand book store, you come across the title 'The Marian Conspiracy' and your heartbeat speeds up because you think it might be about Gaius Marius, the Roman general, not the virgin Mary... Damn! *is disappointed* Current Mood: crankyCurrent Music: There's a Need, Runrig |
icarusancalion
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3:32p |
Power outage The candle made shadows like lace on the wall. The low, omnipresent buzz of electricity was gone. The kitties cuddled close in confusion. Just because they can see in the dark doesn't mean they like to. The laundry silenced halfway through its cycle. The baking had to stay in the fridge. Eastwick was on ... somewhere else. The streetlights vanished. Then the whole world restarted again. Current Mood: artistic |
| Wednesday, December 2nd, 2009 |
icarusancalion
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1:52p |
Dating article An interesting article about dating. My favorite points -- Values vs Interests: Having the same values as your partner is truly a must. Its the glue that keeps you bonding, growing together and connected. Interests are different. For example if you VALUE a family, a belief in a higher being or power, or a fit and health conscious lifestyle your partner should equally believe these are significant in his/her own life. Interests like playing soccer, dance, rock climbing, fishing, fashion or shall I say YOGA, don’t determine compatibility. You don’t have to share every single interest with your partner to make it work. So true. I've been noticing on online dating sites that people go on and on about interests. Individuality within a Couple: WHO ARE YOU? Do you know what you desire? What are your dreams? Being an individual is probably one of the more difficult things to hang on to within a relationship. We can get lost in another’s own view and dreams. Staying true to our own desires and dreams is equally important. It makes us happier because we are living our desires and growing from that place. You can’t grow living to please another or gaining approval from another. You are then living another person’s life, and that eventually manifests into resentment, hurt and pain. I confess, I relied a lot on WG's advice when we were together. He had a knack for seeing straight to the heart of the matter (which holds true regardless of how he's treating me right now). It's fuzzy now how much of that meant he was steering the boat. Please STOP HIDING who you are! Be yourself, completely. From date one present your authentic self. If you don’t usually wear make up or dress a certain way, then don’t do it for the first date. If you don’t like sports than say so and don’t pretend to be the “sports chick or jock”. If you absolutely dislike smoking than don’t pretend to be ok with that habit in another if you really aren’t. What you are is what you are. Being proud of that is really the first lesson to learn before even attempting to find a date. Pretending to be someone you are not, is not only difficult to maintain but a lie you have to live. How fun is that? This is so tempting. I'm such a no-makeup, misplaced my comb a week ago kind of gal. But I'm thinking of trying out a different look, playing with a new hairstyle, wearing more makeup than I have been in school. But that's for me though, so I think it's not a pretense. Funny. I've never dated. Guys have always found me. Current Mood: thoughtful |
| Tuesday, December 1st, 2009 |
florahart
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9:55p |
Ficlet: "Stop to Think" (Amanda-centric, gen) Title: Stop to Think Character: Amanda Words: ~950 Rating: PG or so but gen Warning: risky pregnancy issues, which may be painful to some. In case you need outcome information in that regard: * it's all fine in the end* A/N: Initially posted here for Where No Woman's current drabblefest. The prompts this time are quotes from movies, and the prompt I used was (Your scientists) were so preoccupied with whether or not they could, they didn't stop to think if they should.( Stop to Think )I originally posted this at http://florahart.dreamwidth.org/1007568.html. Comments may be left here or there; you can comment there with OpenID even if you don't have an account. |
innerslytherin
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10:13p |
Various and fundrye I told myself I was going to organize my music collection when I quit NaNo. My C: drive is getting too full, and I discovered by accident a while ago that Winamp seems to be ripping music files to the wrong directory when I import a CD, so not only is some of the music on my C: drive, but a lot of the music on the external drive is in the wrong place. Plus a little while back I stopped spending money at iTunes and started buying my music at Amazon.com (1. they do 50 albums a month for $5, 2. the files are non-DRM MP3s, 3. I got annoyed at Apple) and the Amazon.com files have been downloading to the C:/users/user/music/ folder. GRAR! I'm not looking forward to this task, though, because I imagine I'll have to redo my playlists. I have a lot of playlists...like at least 250 by my estimate. *headdesk* cm_exchange has started posting! And the first fic is such a good one! I'm very excited about it this year. We have something like 38 fics, which is a lot more than last year, and everyone's been so great! It was dark when I left the house this morning for work. It was almost dark before I left work, and it was dark when I got home. Thank goodness I sat in the car at lunchtime or I wouldn't have seen the sun at all today. I want a Ribbon Lamp for Christmas. It's supposed to be people who suffer from SAD, and though I've never done anything but self-diagnosis, I think I would benefit. I really hope I can sleep tonight. Over the past two nights I've gone to bed and just lain awake for a couple hours, followed by several hours of restless sleep and/or bad dreams. On the plus side, I've made a lot more progress in Joe Mantegna's reading of The Godfather. I walked around all day thinking about Franco Brazzi and wondering if Michael Corleoni really would go through with his plan. (I still feel sorry for Khartoum though.) The Black Crowes have a new album out and I just discovered this thanks to Amazon's big music sale on Black Friday. The Black Crowes make me happy. I think Dave Rossi would like them. Current Mood: bouncyCurrent Music: The Black Crowes - Been A Long Time (Waiting on Love) |
florahart
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8:55a |
Woe, dreams do not become reality just because they were (mostly) delicious This morning I woke from a very involved dream about making cookies. Lots of kinds of cookies, with chocolate and nuts and drop cookies and bar cookies and vanilla and mint and mmmm, but most especially this variant on sugar cookies with this frosting that was magically shape-able like fondant, only didn't taste godawful and also was soft and yummy. Also in the dream, at one point I was repeatedly following Gwen out of Camelot and losing her at some sort of weird hidden path that went on the side of the boulder that didn't exist; I would come back and 1. make more cookies, and 2. listen to additional/ongoing discussion on the importance of calling in the right people to resolve the problem when there are unusual incidents at work (with worksheets and group activities and all the other trappings of an all-day training on something lame), and then follow her again (and lose her again), and so on. Then, more cookies. I cannot tell you how sad I was to find no cookies whatsoever in my kitchen on getting up. The lecture on public-safety calls I was okay not to find underway, but. Cookies! I can practically taste them, and yet, they are not here. Also not here: Camelot. *wail* I originally posted this at http://florahart.dreamwidth.org/1007298.html. Comments may be left here or there; you can comment there with OpenID even if you don't have an account. |
icarusancalion
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10:24a |
Why did I trust him? Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'll find my dresses in one of the boxes, buried under some books. I should never have listened to WG. I was supposed to go to Seattle September 9th. I had the tickets and it was all set. We were going to go through all our things together and split them up. Take things to Goodwill. I was going to help him move. I was going to take him to his oral surgery appointment. I was going to put together furniture for him in his new apartment. I was going to spend some time with Monte kitty to say goodbye. He called me and asked me not to come. He'd send me my things. Why did I trust him? Current Mood: angry and hurt |
icarusancalion
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9:13a |
Fucking crossdressers. I just discovered that WG kept both of my stretch velvet cocktail dresses, the deep blue one and the black one. That's just beyond the pale. He went through my stuff and just decided what he wanted to keep. Regardless of whose it was. Current Mood: stunned |
| Monday, November 30th, 2009 |
florahart
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11:30p |
Ficlet: "Twice as Nice" (Kirk/McCoy/Spock, entirely NC17) Fic for exchange: making me seriously crazy with just the very last little bit of it resisting like I'm asking it to give me all its candy and it's a two-year-old with a sugar fetish and a high degree of fondness for the word no. Rar. However, here, let me give you a ficlet from the kink meme from a few days ago. :D Title: Twice as Nice Words: ~675 Pairing: Kirk/McCoy/Spock Warnings: none, I think. A/N: For this prompt (Kirk/McCoy/Spock DP, bottom McCoy making whimpering sounds). As you might find unsurprising for a kink meme fill, this is straight-up porn. ( Twice as Nice )I originally posted this at http://florahart.dreamwidth.org/1007052.html. Comments may be left here or there; you can comment there with OpenID even if you don't have an account. |
pornish_pixies
[ snegurochka_lee ]
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8:29a |
EXTRA LONG: Light as Iron, Singed as Pearl (H/D, NC-17) Title: Light as Iron, Singed as Pearl Author: snegurochka_leePairing: Harry/Draco Rating: NC-17 Word Count: ~13,800 Warnings: Dom/sub. Bondage. EWE. Summary: The owner of the elite BDSM club M. had not gained his reputation as the most coveted Dominant on the scene by taking on just any riff-raff submissive who asked. It would take an unexpected letter to convince him to accept a new client, but it might turn out to be the biggest mistake he ever made. Notes: Written for hd_career_fair last month for this prompt. "Thank you" does not begin to cover my gratitude to the divine marguerite_26, whose handholding, beta work and modly prodding went well beyond the call of duty. Light as Iron, Singed as Pearl |
| Sunday, November 29th, 2009 |
innerslytherin
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2:01p |
Defeat I have just officially given up on NaNoWriMo this year. I can't keep going on this right now. I like the story, I like the characters, but it needs more than I can give it in two days. Mixed feelings on this, but mostly at the moment relief. Current Mood: confused |
icarusancalion
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1:03p |
SGA Santa Uh-oh. My requestee for sga_santa requested a rarepair which I couldn't resist. And it's ending up with a totally different rarepair in the final scene. Shit. Any volunteers for a beta? I've been chopping at this fic rather ruthlessly trying to solve quite a few problems. Current Mood: anxious |
| Saturday, November 28th, 2009 |
innerslytherin
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6:39p |
Saturday Had a good day today. Mom and I drove up to Jasper-Pulaski Fish and Wildlife Area to see the sandhill cranes. At the height of fall migration (which is October) there are something like 30,000 sandhills there. Today there couldn't have been that many, but I'm guessing there were a few thousand. It was incredible how many of them there were, and how wonderfully noisy and gorgeous and awkward yet beautiful they were. On the way home we stopped quickly at JC Penney, where I bought a pair of brown dress boots (I had JUST BARELY given up on the brown dress boots I've been wearing for at least 5 years), a black wool men's peacoat (because the women's didn't have inside pockets WTF?!), and a pair of Levi's (men's, because those also fit me better) for like $170 total. I'm incredibly happy that Black Friday sales now extend to Saturday. LOL I also got a couple of new nail polish colors because Sally Beauty is right next to Michael's, where Mom and I also stopped. Of course, I have only gotten about 400 words written so far. You guys, I might not make NaNo this year. *sigh* Current Mood: crazy |
icarusancalion
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12:00a |
... with cheesecake. I love sga_storyfinders. And cheesecake. And look, I have both. In fact, every sentence ends better if you add "... with cheesecake." Current Mood: happy |
| Thursday, November 26th, 2009 |
florahart
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10:56p |
Ficlet: "The Needs of the Revolted" (Sarek/OFC, NC17) Title: The Needs of the RevoltedPairing: Sarek/OFC Rating: NC17 Words: ~800 Warning: dubious consent Summary: The kink meme prompt was for Sarek to get tired of his people talking smack about Amanda and Vulcanishly telling them to stick it. However, as it was on the kink meme, there is sex. A/N: I have fooled with this a bit more (largely for clarity) since posting it over there last night while I was taking a break from the more substantial fic that is currently taunting me. |
florahart
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7:10p |
Dear My Fingers: I appreciate your industrious hacking away at the (somewhat-past-)due fic, but some of these errors of logic and departures from expectation as you go along are a bit ridiculous. For instance, "building" and "bukkake" (of which there is none expected in this fic) are really quite not at all the same thing, and are not interchangeable. Pls to type what (and only what) the brain says now. Thx, Me. I originally posted this at http://florahart.dreamwidth.org/1005362.html. Comments may be left here or there; you can comment there with OpenID even if you don't have an account. |
| Friday, November 27th, 2009 |
kennahijja
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12:04a |
B-day wishes :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, snegurochka_lee!
Hope you had a great day, with lots of love 'cause you might just be one of the loveliest people I know, and HP fandom is *so* lucky to have you!
*hugs* Current Mood: cheerful |
| Thursday, November 26th, 2009 |
abigail89
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11:44a |
YAY LJ! LJ to the rescue! I'm making the corn pudding recipe I made a few years back, but after a frantic search through my recipe files (and boy, I need to organize that!) proved fruitless. But then I remembered I took some pictures of it with Boy2 because he really liked it. And lo and behold! I also had posted the recipe. *huggles LJ archives* Current Mood: relieved |
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