second interview!

i'm really excited. this is a really *really* cool grocery store, and i like grocery stores; and i really liked both the interviewers. i felt that we clicked.

so, anyway, wish me luck tomorrow morning, and hopefully no mentions of the word 'bubbly.'

p.s. i finished the revised singin' in the rain threesome fic. it's now 45, not 28 pages. and it's nc-17, and i hope better plotted. (it was originally written, major opus-wise, between delirium and thing--and reflected a few, er, immature stylings accordingly. things that made me wince on the second go round and i changed them.) so--are you absolutely *sure* you don't want to beta it, anyone? i'm going to post it on the internet this time.

good omens rec

by ivorette, pg. dreams of the divine, c/a, short and surprisingly sweet.

rosencrantz and guildenstern are <3

wolfsage and i did some heavy brainstorming for our sexy epic (tried to make a portmanteau word there, and failed). i'm THIS excited about it. oh boy. oh boy. working title is Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Bad.

plus, she egged me on to write this middle aged!tim roth/gary oldman futurefic wherein tim's and gary's sons start dating and surprise and annoy them, and sort of generally spark some sort of sex. full of warm fuzzies. am ALSO very excited about that, though i haven't started it at all.

and look at my new icon.

one night i'll put my muk-luks on and ask her

+OMG, daddy gave me *one hundred dollars* for groceries! i can buy *all the avocados i want*, and tomatoes too!*

::faints::

+my bank's slogan is 'building and growing with the south'--does anyone else think that is the lamest slogan to ever sloge? i mean, what the fuck. it sounds like something from the Reconstruction. is the south's current level of, i don't know, growth/building represented, in the banking world, by an institution with only three branches covering two small-medium cities, and only two atms? not to mention that their computer system is often down, causing one's visa checkcard to be rejected?

*i think he felt bad about the curtness day before yest. i wasn't that hurt, but i'm ecstatic about the avocados. i am overflowing with filial devotion now, let me tell YOU.

spam

my wallpaper in aol is really beautiful at night. it's, like, an animated fantasy landscape that changes with the time of day--a little castle perched on a cliff over a stream. stylized. the plain is full of gold will'o'wisps right now, and the whole thing is in shades of deep blue.

one last beta plea:

more than 100K of singin in the rain-based threesome fic, revised to nc-17 rating, 45-page length, hopefully funny and uplifting. i mean, i can just post without a beta, but it's *awfully* long for that.

userinfo meme

take the first letter of the name you gacked it from and list all your interests that begin with that letter.

i stole this from phineasjones.

pajamas, patricia wrede, paul bettany, peaches, pears, philosophical reveries, poetry, pointless arguing, politics, pop music, potc, pre-raphaelites, procrastination, psychology, puns.