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13 December 2006 @ 09:32 am
Accomplishments and the usual ramblings  
First, I finished poisontaster's birthday fic! I started it during mini_wrimo, and after the first 3000 words or so it just got harder and harder to write (clearly 100-2000 words is my real comfort zone, or basically anything that can be finished in a single session). So five weeks later, it's finally done-- 5300 words of angsty Wincest first-time fic here.

I spent much of the weekend contacting Prison Break Fic Exchange stragglers and formatting fics for posting. Stories are up, and continue in chunks each day. Check them out at pbfic_exchange2!

In between the PBFE and the Supernatural story, there was more shopping of various kinds. I now have in my hot little Santa hands a Creepy Crawlie oven (or, Bug Machine, as Christopher calls it). My brother used to have one of these some 35 years ago, where you'd cook liquid plastic in metal frames and breathe in those carbon monoxide fumes. Mmmm-mmm-mmm. That was back when we were all stupid about that kind of stuff. I also procured a Badtz Maru stuffed toy, which my daughter asked Santa for. Currently, the only Badtz Maru dolls out are basketball-based ones, so I had to go to eBay for the answer. But it's MINE now-- and it looks remarkably like "Mugshot Maru" from the Penguin Break Crack Pic!Spam story I posted up last week. Mwah-ha-ha!

Our tree is decorated (over-decorated, some might say, because the kids did it), and we have our 'Christmas village' set up and all the random Christmas ornament stuff. Now it's down to remaining shopping, wrapping, and the Xmas-eve Santa-frenzy that happens every year. My stealth pays off, though-- my 9-year-old still believes in Santa Claus. \o/

I have TWO SPN Christmas fics to write (hi, pheebs1!), and anything else that suddenly turns up begging to be written (helloooo Prison Break Agent Kim revenge-fic).

Everybody ready for the holidays?
 
 
 
elanurel: Amusedelanurel on December 13th, 2006 05:46 pm (UTC)
Badtz-Maru is my hero. ;-P

Seriously, I'm the reason why our local Learning Express no longer carries the little Badtz stuffed animal where he's pulling down his lower eyelid. (I made the mistake of explaining what that really meant in Japan. Oops.) Been carrying it to every cubicle I move into for the last five years.

So, small world, no? I figured at least one person on the f-list would have the Badtz obsession...and now I know.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on December 13th, 2006 06:43 pm (UTC)
Seriously, I'm the reason why our local Learning Express no longer carries the little Badtz stuffed animal where he's pulling down his lower eyelid. (I made the mistake of explaining what that really meant in Japan. Oops.)
*demands explanation now-now-now!*

I figured at least one person on the f-list would have the Badtz obsession...and now I know.
I just can't resist him. And it only took 3 years to get my daughter to come around. :0 I have a tiny, crabby little Badtz in my cubicle holding a microphone right now (the only Badtz I could find 2 years ago).

You should visit that "Penguin Break" link if you haven't already. No actual knowledge of "Prison Break" required, and it alllll features you-know-who. ;)
elanurel: Mischevieouselanurel on December 13th, 2006 07:02 pm (UTC)
*demands explanation now-now-now!*

It's the equivalent of flipping someone off. So whenever you watch an anime and one of the characters pulls down an eyelid and sticks out their tongue, they are being terribly naughty. ;-P

I just can't resist him.

Me, neither. I was always kind of whacked, though. And he's just so darn cranky!cute. (Hmm, that *might* explain part of the Dean Winchester allure for me...)

You should visit that "Penguin Break" link if you haven't already.

I'm planning on it. ;-P

Oh, and as for writing longer fics, I seem to have the opposite problem. I can't write anything short. (Well, I did a prologue that was 700 words...) wenchpixie teases me and tells me I am writing Supernatural novels. It doesn't help that every one-shot idea I come up with tends to not want to stay that way. ;-P (But if the blasted Supernatural/Trading Spaces crossover I write in my spare time turns out to be a multi-part fic, I am in serious trouble.)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on December 13th, 2006 08:33 pm (UTC)
Oh, and as for writing longer fics, I seem to have the opposite problem. I can't write anything short. (Well, I did a prologue that was 700 words...)
Dang. I just find that keeping the focus I need to pull of the "gestalt" of the fic becomes progressively harder once I go over a certain word limit. Short R Us, that should be my motto. ;)

Supernatural/Trading Spaces-- oy! Please, let Sam or Dean smack Ty on the head for being a doofus (sweet, but a doofus), or at least mock his soul patch and his ridiculous hair. :0
elanurel: Mischevieouselanurel on December 15th, 2006 03:26 am (UTC)
Short R Us, that should be my motto. ;)

I think if I came up with something less than 1,000 words, my poor betas would just look at me and go, "You're kidding, right? This is just a prologue or something?"

Please, let Sam or Dean smack Ty on the head for being a doofus (sweet, but a doofus), or at least mock his soul patch and his ridiculous hair. :0

Ooh, I hadn't thought about that but is must be done. Dean has been spending entirely too much time trying to, er, 'woo' Amy Wynn Pastor. And there is much Doug bashing...because I must.
mooyoomooyoo on December 13th, 2006 07:26 pm (UTC)
I always wanted one of those Creepy Crawlie ovens when I was little. Those things always looked awesome. And ahhh, I kiind of love Badtz Manu now - something about that dour expression is awesomely cute and hilarious. And yes, eBay is the answer for everything - ooking for one of those CW "Free to be Scary" posters? check. Or maybe a Prison Break Michael Scofield watch? Right here. Or, perhaps the one ring to rule them all (and an "I heart Elves" dogtag to go with it)? You've got it. Or even Your very own Metallicar! (it's a bit of a fixer-upper, but still).

I love eBay :)

Gah, gotta go write some fic. Two spn_christmas fics for me as well, plus a pre-series Michael Christmas fic for Pamala...
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on December 13th, 2006 08:38 pm (UTC)
I always wanted one of those Creepy Crawlie ovens when I was little. Those things always looked awesome.
:D I gave one to my nephew years ago, and my brother said "Thank you!" (fond memories) And we got one 2 years ago for one of Lauren's 2nd-grade friends. We were in Toys R Us looking for something for Sophia (who is a major tomboy), and I stopped dead in front of the display rack. Lauren came up and said, "Are you looking at that for Sophia? Because I kind of think she'd like it..." (She did-- it was her favorite present that year).

For awhile, they had a Queasy Bake oven, where you could make edible snacks that tasted good (theoretically) but looked absolutely disgusting. My offbeat little niece wanted one of those. ;)

Or maybe a Prison Break Michael Scofield watch? Right here.
Seriously? They make that?

My husband is the eBay king. He's gotten more no-longer-made toys (or things like boatloads of K'Nex) over eBay. Sadly, I lost out on a tiny Badtz Maru in Santa costume, because I was too busy to check back on Sunday and some fiend slipped in under me (as usual).

And ahhh, I kiind of love Badtz Manu now - something about that dour expression is awesomely cute and hilarious.
He just grows on you, doesn't he? I've loved him since I first saw him, but my daughter spent three years going "Why do you like that? Why?" until finally, "Santa, I want a Badtz Maru doll". Heh-heh.
aeroport_art: SPN holidaysaeroport_art on December 13th, 2006 09:46 pm (UTC)
Nyehehehe, Badtz Maru. Best picspam Ever.

Nooo I'm not ready for the holidays yet! I have my last final today and then there's so much packing and driving and traveling before I make it to NYC! I'll only breathe a sigh relief once I'm at my sister's place in Manhattan. *frets*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on December 14th, 2006 01:15 am (UTC)
Nyehehehe, Badtz Maru. Best picspam Ever.
Whoo-hoo! That totally makes it worthwhile-- it took way more time than I expected to scour the net for possible pictures, and then to upload/format the whole thing!

I have my last final today and then there's so much packing and driving and traveling before I make it to NYC! I'll only breathe a sigh relief once I'm at my sister's place in Manhattan. *frets*
D.R.I.V.I.N.G.??? To Manhattan from Davis? *thud* Ack!

I'll wish you luck, and a swift uneventful journey in both directions. Yipes!
aeroport_art: SPN holidaysaeroport_art on December 14th, 2006 06:03 am (UTC)
Oh wait, no no o_o No way in hell would I drive from Davis to Manhattan, lol. I just meant driving from Davis back to Cupertino >.> like, 2 hrs. Suddenly seems so measly, muh. Still with all the layovers on the way over to NY, I'm crossing my fingers for uneventful as well!
Princess Robot Bubblegum!astrothsknot on December 13th, 2006 11:21 pm (UTC)
My 11 year old still beleives in Santa!

Family trees are the best. With every ornament a happy memory. My fav is the Rudolph stocking ornanment. When my son was four, he was in the habbit of fiddling with Rudolph when he thought I wasn't looking. One night I put a chocolate egg in. The next morning, he comes runningg to find me with the words, "Mummy, Rudolph's laid an egg! Come see!"

Just the wonder in his voice and this was the Most Important Thing Ever, still gets me years later.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on December 14th, 2006 01:21 am (UTC)
My 11 year old still beleives in Santa!
Huzzah! I had some mean girl in 3rd grade try to spoil it for me, and my belief was tainted then. Other kids suck, I tell you!

One night I put a chocolate egg in. The next morning, he comes runningg to find me with the words, "Mummy, Rudolph's laid an egg! Come see!"
Oh, that's wonderful!

I still remember Christopher dumping out his stocking Christmas morning when he was two. He was in love with schoolbuses then, and I'd gotten him a bunch of Matchbox cars that were a taxi, a police car, an ambulance, a backhoe, a firetruck, etc. I had to search 4 stores to find a schoolbus. So imagine my surprise when he fished them out one-by-one, and the one that flabbergasted him so much that he stammered over the words for about 30 seconds was... a garbage truck! Who knew?

I write a lot of these things down so I won't forget them when the kids are all grown up and out of the house.

Lauren, age 2, riding in the car: "Why we don't have witches in the sky?!" As if it was MY fault. :0