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Nothing's going anywhere. I have three stories in a holding pattern in my head and I'm getting more and more upset about it. I'm dry as a dry thing spouting dryness. I'm down and grumpy and --boring!

I'm so fucking boring, I'm boring my damn self. If I were any more boring, I'd be a black hole of boringness. People on the street pull their children away and beg them not to look...I ring a bell and shout "Unclean--and so fucking boring you wouldn't believe!" I suck in colors and laughter and fun and vomit out BORING.

I have a story for Ender...started. I have the next chap of L&C...laying like a deflated balloon in front of me. I have bits and pieces of Freedom Summer Pete hanging off the screen like one of those Dali watches...
I've got two hundred pages of THBP left, a pile of comics, a whole lot of fic calling me like houris and I can't.move. can't. read. can't write. I don't even feel like having sex...*gasp*.

What's happening to me?
I think I'm getting sick. I *hope* I'm getting sick. Bleeeerg. Life is a bowl of cherry pits. Wet cherry pits. I'm going to have a cup of coffee and yell at the TV until I feel better. If that doesn't work, maybe I'll flash the neighbors. Just a thought.

I'm hoping to have part 20(!) of L&C tonight, and if I can find an end to my Ender story, that too. (heh! End to my Ender story.)See? See how boring I am? If I wasn't cute as a button, I'd have nothing to live for. *whiiiiiiiine* okay, I'm going now. I'll be back later.

Reasons To Be Happy--Beautiful Things part One

Okay! I'm cheering up now! I didn't show you this did I? This was made for me by mkitty_03 Isn't she incredible? Not only does she make the most wonderful vids, including my all time fav Brex, but she makes the beautiful artwork. This made me snivel, it touched me so. It's beautiful!

( Firebird cover )

Beautiful Things Part Two

My sister called me tonight. We talked for an hour.
It's the first time ever that she's called me since she was moved to assisted living. Not only did she call me, we talked for an hour! Usually our conversations consist of her telling me she's tired , I love you bye--but tonight, we talked about the kids and our friends and we laughed a lot, a whole lot...wow. It was like a miracle. And it made me realize I was being an asshole. so , yeah, it was a beautiful thing, and it made me happy.

Sure, she asked me every five minutes what we were talking about, but here's the cool part, she was aware that she was forgetting. She said she had a swiss cheese memory, like Sam Becket, lol! it's funny sometimes what she does remember. She couldn't believe her child was 20, not 8 years old. Sounds sad, but we made each other laugh about it. Ah well. It was nice. It's temporary but still, really nice!

So anyway--beautiful thing part two! let's see what other beautiful things I can come up with! *grin*