Kut. Ik heb langer dan een maand verpest met het praten met deze mensen, en nou kunnen ze niet 2 weken minder doen omdat ze dan nog moeten werken? Jezus christus wat een onzin.

In ieder geval, zal wel weer opnieuw moeten gaan zoeken voor een au-pair familie. Fuck, helemaal overnieuw. En het zag er net allemaal goed uit, leuke mensen, in fucking Rome, geen gezeik, maar ze wilden dat ik bleeft tot 1 augustus, en dat ging er bij mij niet in omdat ik dan maar 2.5 week zou hebben om naar Amerika te gaan. Hoe lang ben ik daar al niet voor aan het sparen en plannen? Fuck.

Daar gaan we weer. En die andere klotefamilie is opeens opgehouden met antwoorden, stelletje onbeschofte klootzakken. Het was ook allemaal te perfect.

Iemand iets leuks te vertellen? Iemand die dit kan lezen?

Dear calen_greenleaf, you are far braver than I for finding this...

Story Or Series Title: Remembrance of a Dream
Fandom: Lord of the Hot Actors
Culprit Author's Name:fUnKyToEs

Full Name (plus titles if any): The main Sue is Grace; the secondaries are Joy, Clara, and Theo, "literally based" on the author's RL friends
Full Species(es): Puella moderna
Hair Color (include adjectives): Joy: red; the rest, as far as I can tell, are not mentioned
Eye Color (include adjectives): None mentioned
Unusual Markings/Colorations: None mentioned
Special Possessions (if any): Sleeping bags; annoying personalities

Annoying Origin: Modern-day Earth Hell
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: None yet
Annoying Special Abilities: Does breathing count?
Other Annoying Traits: Telling the story entirely in first person

Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:

Today's sporking will be done by my cats: Bagheera, Larry, and Blossom.

Larry: So...why're we doing this?
Bagheera: 'Cause we'll get treats if we do! ^^
Blossom: Badfic is scary. D:

( In which there is a slumber party. )

Aaaand it's off to ACen. Or to bed, and then ACen. If there's anyone who wants to meet up sometime during the con, I'll be cosplaying d'Eon from Le Chevalier d'Eon on Friday, and Sierra from Suikoden and Tybalt from Romeo x Juliet on Saturday. I dunno if I'll be hanging around anywhere in particular Friday other than meeting for a small photoshoot late in the evening, but Saturday I'll probably be meeting up with people around noon at the statue in the lobby, going to the Suikoden panel, and again meeting in the lobby for another photoshoot at 5. Will probably be wearing my Sierra costume for the first two, and definitely Tybalt for the last. Other than that who knows where I'll be wandering. >_>

Alternatively, if anyone e-mails me their cellphone number I can call, but I'd have to get that before I leave at about 10am CDT (or about 5-6 hours from now).

...now to get a few hours' sleep and get back to work finishing up last-minute details and frantically packing. x_x


(p.s. dragons need clicking :<
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Life Enough
by Camilla Sandman

Summary: Beyond the end of the world, there is still life. [Battlestar Galactica/Doctor Who crossover. Tenth Doctor, Laura Roslin, Adama/Roslin, implied Ten/Rose, Galactica/TARDIS]

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Neither Doctor Who nor Battlestar Galactica belong to me, and this is merely a little non-profit crash of worlds.

Author's Note: Set before "Doomsday" in Doctor Who time, at some point in season four Galactica time. This one is for skybound2, who kinda dared me into writing it. Thanks to lyricalviolet for beta.

II

( If I'd been Harriet Jones, I think I would have airlocked your ass. )

http://www.elle.com/featurefullstory/13910/divorce-wars.html?ybf1=1

This is my home state....and people wonder why I have planned out in detail how to nullify my own wedding contract.

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=90432961

This I approve of! Welcome, my brothers and sisters...blessed are those who come!

And from the Irony Department, today we discovered that "Karma: What Goes Around Comes Around" and "The Power of Karma" (which are shelved side-by-side) are both missing.

It's a nice break from bibles and urban fiction, if nothing else.

I finally uploaded my pictures to my computer, only to discover that they're all blurry and grainy. :(

I can probably fix some of it in editing, and I've contacted Kodak, but I'm not a happy bunny at the moment.

The pictures of my haircut were pretty horrendous, though, so I'm going to have someone at work take a better picture with my phone tomorrow.

I was browsing thru the Pit of  Voles when a random search found this: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3004794/1/Beast_of_Prey

Oh. My. God. O.o I never even thought that Draco/Fenrir fics even existed. Anyone who is a braver person than me, and has enough guts to spork this, be my guest. Just a warning tho before you start clicking; it is horribly NWS and contains slash, wolf sexxors and is sick enough for Wimfic.

I've never posted in deleterius before; if I have made grevious errors, then I apologise and hope you will forgive me.

To Do Today (or during what's left of it)
Clean Room
Vacuum
Start SAM take-home
Start Ortho take-home
Work on Business HW
Walk Fozzie

Got up and took my meds this morning...by the time I was supposed to leave, I felt too out of it to want anything other than more sleep. So that's exactly what I did, went back to bed. At least the stupid Prednisone isn't making me as moody as I feared it might, I'm simply a million kinds of out of it and can't figure out why I'm lightheaded even though I just ate a bunch of food. A little shaky, too, but that seems to be getting better than it was minutes ago.

I refuse to let the world start to spin around me, I will take a nap once the next round of Benedryl gets into my system. I hate these fucking pills.

BEST MEASURING CUP EVER

... yes, I'm easily entertained today. You would be too, if you were dealing with intractable database load failures and three different people telling you three different but related issues all out of sequence from one another.

 If this is permissible in the eyes of Mod and others, I won't go through with the title, links and assorted introductions (seeing as the 'fic is about TWENTY THREE chapters long as is), so I'll just link to previous sporkages.

Chapter One.
Chapter Two.

Sporking will be Messrs. Stiles, Mochrie, Proops, Frost and a bit of Vranch now and then.

While I do understand that since you play hockey for our local hockey team, you don't have an Alabama license, but rules are rules. No matter how many time you bat your baby blues at me and ask me to bend the rules this one time, I cannot and will not do it.  Even after I explain which computer do what, you will still not convince me to give you an hour of time, not without a library card or a computer card.If you know you'll need longer time, just get the damn computer card already. For the amount of time you're spending complaining about our policies, your could be getting an hour of time.

Enjoy your 15-18 minute express computer and have a nice day!

Hey, sing1118, remember the Adipose you're making for Charlie? The Beeb will be after you! (only not really, I'm sure) I thought the article was amusing, in light of the fact you're actually using the pattern.

If I were that lady, I'd get the Beeb to pay me for the pattern, and if I were the Beeb, I'd get cracking on the Adipose toys, already.

In slightly related news, I started writing a Doctor Who/Ben 10 crossover for Charlie.

Hey, it totally works, really. Ben can turn into aliens, right? And Ben's Grandpa Max worked for a group who were sort of a UNIT/Torchwood hybrid, right? So who's to say Max didn't at one point meet with the Doctor, and who's to say the Doctor might not pick up the Omnitrix activity while passing over the earth?

Right?...Right?

And back in the Real World...I bought a car. A new, 2008 Kia Rio. I got a good deal, and I really needed a new car. My old one was really falling apart. Something was seriously wrong with the engine, the radiator never worked properly, there was no air conditioning, and the tires were all bald. Worst of all it didn't have power steering - it had broken - and I was frankly getting tired of hurting myself every time I had to turn a corner, and being absolutely unable to get out if there was a car parked in front of and behind me on the street without 20 minutes of groaning and cursing.

If I sound defensive, it's because I'm feeling a bit that way. My mother says to me I shouldn't have bought it because I can't afford it. I can, actually; it's not as great as if I didn't have payments, but I NEED a car. I have to get to and from work, and it's nice to know I have something I can rely on. And it has 10 year warranty etc. so if something horrible happens I don't have to pay for it.

I hate the fact I still feel I need to get my mother's approval for things. It's made me feel very depressed all day.

Now, I know that shelving books can be rather difficult when it comes to figuring out the LC or Dewy number. They get confusing at times, and it doesn't help that our library is still transitioning from dewy to LC.

But, it should be fairly obvious that a book is over-sized. If it has a little star on the label and doesn't fit on the shelf, it is over-sized. Please stop shelving the over-sized books in the main stacks. Really. It makes you look dumb.

Yes, I know shelving sucks (which is why we shove it off on the n00bies) but really, it doesn't hurt to pay a seconds attention to what you're shelving.

Because we had to get back to some Harry Potter eventually... this is just such damn bad porn that I couldn't pass it up. There is some really sick stuff on that place which Wimmy rights for. Sporking with me today, the usual bunch: Jack, Edmund, Ariana and Siarl. Victoria is our newcomer now. I am, of course, in bold.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine. This piece of fanfiction is, thankfully, not mine. The sporkers are. Latin names for any Sues come from The Sue In the Field

Story Or Series Title: A Moment on the Hogwart's Express
Fandom: Harry and Hermione to have sexy time now, please!
Culprit Author's Name: HARMONY4EVER

Full Name (plus titles if any): Harry Potter; Hermione Granger
Full Species(es): Sex-starved teenagers, the male and female subspecies of Middleschoolicus builtlikeapornstarricus.
Hair Color (include adjectives): "straight, shiny black hair that was about shoulder length and matched him perfectly"; "dark, shiny, and very curly brown hair that reached a bit past her shoulders"
Eye Color (include adjectives): "beautiful green eyes that looked almost hypnotizing"; "a gorgeous hazel"
Unusual Markings/Colorations: "slim with a little bit of muscle", "a really nice frame", and just wait until you read about his priaptic penis of doom; "slim but not grossly skinny", with perfect breasts ("38C") and buttocks. No, I kid ye not.
Special Possessions (if any): The aforementioned priaptic penis of doom; various sexual organs.

Annoying Origin: A sex starved teenager, I'm pretty sure.
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: Have stolen their names for a porn movie.
Annoying Special Abilities: Sex, sex, and did I mention sex? Various types of bad sex.
Other Annoying Traits: The bad sex, really.

Anyone got the idea of where this story is going, yet?






( NWS, I promise you )

I'm sorry, I just have break my long silence to comment on the Live Action Dragon Ball!



And yes, my pressing question really is, "how are they going to do his hair!?"

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080514/ap_on_re_mi_ea/iran_israel


I am feeling biblical at the moment.

Gen 12:3 And I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee: and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed.

God, start your engines!

And my grandpa is going to surgery tomorrow. Any good wishes/karma/prayers would be appreciated.

Story/Series Title: We Will Be Together Soon One Shot *BLINK BLINK* Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!
Fandom: Fred Weasley, the twin with a hidden love.
Authors Name: loveme88 Pretentious much?
Read it: In a place like this
Full Name/s and title/s: Fred Weasley, Sara, Amiee and Liam Perry.
Species: The lovesick sues
Hair Color: Both Fred and Liam have ‘Fire red hair’
Eye color: Fred: Brown. Sara: Blue.
Special Markings/colorations: She is pregnant and has a brat of a sister.
Special Possessions: A baby that she is carrying and it cries… like all babies were meant to.
Annoying abilities: To wangst freely and openly.
Connection to canon: There is a grip on the timeline, but that is about it.
Annoying Origin: Hard to tell.
Other special abilities: Nothing great. It is too boring.
Sporkers Notes:This story would have been half-way decent if it wasn’t for the major amount of wansting, pointlessness and length. It is actually a good idea otherwise and I almost felt bad that I had to spork it. But the content was not something I’d be giving an A+ in English, so it still has its sporkable parts. But would it have been a good story if it were longer and cleaned up and a bit more canon? I’d like to know your thoughts.
( Let’s_get_emo! )