posted by
withdiamonds at 12:17pm on 09/04/2012
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So there was an spnstoryfinder post this morning looking for kid!fic and specifying bottom!Jared. I thought, oh, okay, I wrote some kid!fic. Then I realized I can't remember if it's bottom!Jared or bottom!Jensen, neither, or both, because I just DON'T CARE.
I'm in Columbus, been here since Friday. Ashley came over, too. I've been feeling kind of crappy lately, as in tired, not writing or commenting or posting or caring if the plants gets watered or what I eat - a chicken leg and a handful of cherry tomatoes aren't exactly what I'd call dinner - in fact, the only thing I've been interested in is working out or running. There may be a bit of over-training involved, although my resting heart rate is 56 and I'm sleeping fine. The decreased appetite is the third of those three big signs, though, so I backed off a bit this weekend.
Anyroad, I rested and got to spend time with my family, especially Ash, and I feel much better. I'm heading back to PGH tomorrow. I really think Ash helped the most. She and I spent Saturday getting tattoos, which is always a mood-lifter.

Ashley's is a beetle from an illustration by E.A Seguy, a French guy she wrote a blog post about. This picture is blurry.

It took most of the afternoon, so I missed the Blackhawks game and most of the Pens game, but that's okay. Playoffs start Wednesday and I'm stoked. Geno got his 50th goal and no one got hurt in the game, so there you go.
Also, she's been bombarding me with Adam Lambert videos, so I made her watch Club Can't Handle Kaner. She was charmed.
Every time I think there's no more hockey fic to read, someone posts a nice long story. Enough to Crush Your Veins, Jeff Skinner/eStaal. AU, kidfic, so. much. pining. 69,000 words of it. It made for a nice evening last night.
I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend, no matter what holiday you do or do not celebrate.
I'm in Columbus, been here since Friday. Ashley came over, too. I've been feeling kind of crappy lately, as in tired, not writing or commenting or posting or caring if the plants gets watered or what I eat - a chicken leg and a handful of cherry tomatoes aren't exactly what I'd call dinner - in fact, the only thing I've been interested in is working out or running. There may be a bit of over-training involved, although my resting heart rate is 56 and I'm sleeping fine. The decreased appetite is the third of those three big signs, though, so I backed off a bit this weekend.
Anyroad, I rested and got to spend time with my family, especially Ash, and I feel much better. I'm heading back to PGH tomorrow. I really think Ash helped the most. She and I spent Saturday getting tattoos, which is always a mood-lifter.
Ashley's is a beetle from an illustration by E.A Seguy, a French guy she wrote a blog post about. This picture is blurry.
It took most of the afternoon, so I missed the Blackhawks game and most of the Pens game, but that's okay. Playoffs start Wednesday and I'm stoked. Geno got his 50th goal and no one got hurt in the game, so there you go.
Also, she's been bombarding me with Adam Lambert videos, so I made her watch Club Can't Handle Kaner. She was charmed.
Every time I think there's no more hockey fic to read, someone posts a nice long story. Enough to Crush Your Veins, Jeff Skinner/eStaal. AU, kidfic, so. much. pining. 69,000 words of it. It made for a nice evening last night.
I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend, no matter what holiday you do or do not celebrate.