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made the mistake of saying, at the interview, that i wasn't bubbly. well, i'm *not*, but i didn't mean i wasn't outgoing (which i also am not, but i certainly didn't mean to say that). i really liked the interviewers.

and when i e-mailed daddy that i was broke, and i had to buy dogfood anyway, he was curt and unsympathetic. oh woe!

but i'm carrying out a most enjoyable and leisurely re-write of my singin' in the rain story. it's so much fun to write dialogue for cosmo that i'm going to have to go back and add it for don to make sure he doesn't become a non-entity.

ninglor posted this picture. it was from some periodical. oh dear, how lame. i suck at, uh, remembering the names of periodicals.

good omens rec

like lucy and the eve of december by notassuch (karen). crowley/aziraphale, pg. sort of a philosophical treatise on the difference between flying and falling, crowley pov, a little wistful, and not explicitly slashy.