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6/29/08 05:40 pmomg, I'm just completely fucking exhausted. Did you know that when you're my age, it makes you really tired to move furniture and stuff? Even little stuff like books and dishes and bathroom stuff. 'Cause I let those guys do the heavy lifting. We only had one other person help, and that was the incredibly handsome young man who is a friend of BG's. My stars, sooo gorgeous. She insists he's gay, but I didn't think so. Mind you, I have no gaydar and it perplexes me as I seem to be the only one in the whole country without it. I have to admit, he did give her one of the oddest hugs I've ever seen any man give a woman when he left us. She was kind of sweaty, though....
She's moved to Trenton, and when she tells people this, they all get the same look of abject horror, as if she was moving to Camden (this is only funny if you're from NJ). She was complaining that folks were asking if she was crazy, moving into the hood. The young man said, "Tchah! You're not moving into the hood--the hood's four blocks from here."
Well. That's a relief.
Anyway, I'm hurting and alone. It's so sad. I feel like I lost something. On one hand, I'm sososo sad she's moved out, on the other hand, I'm afraid she's going to move back home after the year, and we'll have to do it again...that was my parting advice to her. Head's up, be careful, and don't move back home.
My niece is moving this month too, from one apartment to another. That's going to be even rougher, in terms of working our asses off. I'm praying she's going to get a friend to help us move--I'm hoping like hell it's not some place on the fifth floor up narrow stairs...pray with me people!
In fannish news...*G* Clark is being remarkably cooperative. That's a blessing. You know, I meant this East of story to be it. That's kind of why I was/am writing those endings to other fic. I started this story with the idea in mind that I was done but...maybe not so much. ;)
She's moved to Trenton, and when she tells people this, they all get the same look of abject horror, as if she was moving to Camden (this is only funny if you're from NJ). She was complaining that folks were asking if she was crazy, moving into the hood. The young man said, "Tchah! You're not moving into the hood--the hood's four blocks from here."
Well. That's a relief.
Anyway, I'm hurting and alone. It's so sad. I feel like I lost something. On one hand, I'm sososo sad she's moved out, on the other hand, I'm afraid she's going to move back home after the year, and we'll have to do it again...that was my parting advice to her. Head's up, be careful, and don't move back home.
My niece is moving this month too, from one apartment to another. That's going to be even rougher, in terms of working our asses off. I'm praying she's going to get a friend to help us move--I'm hoping like hell it's not some place on the fifth floor up narrow stairs...pray with me people!
In fannish news...*G* Clark is being remarkably cooperative. That's a blessing. You know, I meant this East of story to be it. That's kind of why I was/am writing those endings to other fic. I started this story with the idea in mind that I was done but...maybe not so much. ;)
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6/30/08 12:12 am (UTC)*gasp*
the horror!
*HUGS*
Maybe you'll find inspiration somewhere....
And I'm sorry you got so worn out by helping her move out. Lately, it seems like sitting up and writing lately wears me out, forget moving stuff or doing cleaning or gardening, so I'm not sure I'm in any better shape...
It'll get better, I'm sure.
I'm thinking safe thoughts for her in Trenton, but it is better than Camden (Okay, I was born in Jersey although I haven't lived there since I was a baby, so I knew what you meant...)
*HUGS*
I'm about to post a very dark song-fic Clex, or maybe by tomorrow, if that'll help you perk up your Clexian muses...
I'm also almost done with a PWP Superman/Batman too...
Clark chained naked to the floor figures prominently to that plot (if you can call it a plot, that is) when Bruce comes to the rescue, so maybe if you can't write your own stuff, I hope you still will read mine.
*HUGS*
I'd miss you awfully if you stopped hanging around LJ.
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6/30/08 12:34 am (UTC)I'm thinking safe thoughts for her in Trenton, but it is better than Camden
LOL! right? The area she's in is really not too bad...*nibbles nails*
Hey, even if I never wrote Clex again, I'd still read it! I can't imagine not wanting to read it. There will always be love for those guys, always. I like Clark/Bruce too, just...not as much as I do Clark/Lex. The thing is, most folks are moving away from the sunny, happy days of Denial, and I'm not too crazy about them hurting each other. I need a lot of cushioning mentally to deal with that. I've enjoyed stories with a bad Lex, but I prefer schmoop.
And I doubt that I'd ever leave LJ all together--I'm too much of a buttinsky for that. I might change my name and come back though...*EVILGRIN*
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6/30/08 01:49 am (UTC)I mean, heck... the guy just tried to kill Clark at the end of last season. How can schmoop arise from that? You have to ignore canon if you love the Clex.
I do love the boys, although it's hard to see schmoop really happening for them anymore.
*shrugs*
Not sure why I go through these really dark phases, but I also have my schmoopy phases too.
Superman for Sale isn't exactly dark and I've also got a new schmoopy Clex I've been working on too. That will is almost crack-tastic: Lois outing Superman, with Lex taking advantage of Clark's sexual confusion to make his case for love. It should be fun.
I'm glad you will still be around, even if you stop writing the boys.
*HUGS*
I would miss you horribly if you were to leave...
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6/30/08 02:07 am (UTC)I don't mind dark, sometimes I love it and sometimes I'm kind of horrified. I guess I can handle Clark being a dick better than I can handled Lex being a dick. Superman for Sale is delicious! I love reluctant attraction between the two, and I *love* future stories in which they fix the rift.
Hey! you guys keep writing, and I'm not going anywhere!