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24 April 2007 @ 09:02 am
It's "House M.D." Day!  
I am full of random today, I warn you. :0

I wrote and posted an Mpreg Supernatural story for clex_monkie89's birthday, and it was not Crack! How does that happen to me? Remember the Wincest Pirate AU stories? At least this story was funny-- and an entertaining misadventure. Go, Clex!

Started up another round of the Prison Break Fic Exchange this weekend. Signups are here, and run only through April 30. This will give writing and posting time before my Summer Vacation, hence the sudden rush. Over 10 participants so far, including some Round 3 returnees we didn't see last time. I also discovered some new comms, namely crack_pie (Kellerman/Sara) and magnificentpaul (for the actor who plays Kellerman, everyone's favorite Chuckleheaded Sociopath).

Last night's 24:
People, people-- Jack always has a plan! If only you would trust and not screw it up for him! ;) I can't really blame them-- just the writers for the consistency of it all.

Karen Hayes called the Chad Lowe character a weasel! \o/ I've been referring to both him AND the Peter MacNichol character that way since the beginning of the season, when they would sneak off around the corner and have Weasel Conventions over how to get rid of Karen Hayes, get control of the President Who Follows His Own Council, etc.

Also? I don't really care what happens to Audrey Raines. Honestly, I don't-- they could throw her overboard. However, I DO understand why Jack cares. Heck, Jack cares about everyone. Next Season Theme Opportunity: Jack rescues Chloe from kidnapping by the North Koreans, who want her to build them a missile system. Hey, it could happen!

The Great Outdoors in Sacramento:
Our weekends in the Spring are pretty consistent. Rain, rain, rain, windstorm, rain, windstorm, rain... scorch. We haven't hit the last one yet, but as a gardener I can attest that it happens yearly, with a collective groan of "I didn't get any of my new plants put in!"

Yesterday, I biked on the least windy day in forever, though I still needed a Breath-Rite across the nose (I never get them on straight, so they look doubly stupid). The squirrel threat (Mating Season) hasn't gone full out yet, but my other springtime fears loom daily: inhaling a chunk of fuzz from the cottonwood trees along the bikepath, and getting baffed in the mouth with a giant black butterfly. Yick.

I like butterflies when they are over there. But up close, they have an awful lot of legs.

Speaking of which, since I worked in the yard yesterday, the ground is acrawl. And I don't mean with worms. Poll!
Poll #972476 Spiders!


OMG you h0r, you mentioned my phobia! *Defrendz*
Creepy-- that is way too many legs.
They don't actually bother me.
I touch them with my bare hands!
I have one as a pet, you hater! *Defrendz*

Also? My family_secret story is done. BUT... I'm waiting to post it until later in the week, when a certain someone has a birthday. :) Yes, I finished a birthday fic early for a change!

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PamalaX: Househmmmmmpamalax on April 24th, 2007 07:25 pm (UTC)
Speaking of random:

Since it is House night your hormones asked me to tell you... I think they had taunting in mind more than anything else ... that you DO find Dr. House, HOT!! ;o)

And you have to pop over and see the House collectable of my dreams I posted about today!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on April 29th, 2007 08:03 am (UTC)
My hormones cannot be trusted! Gregory House is not their only area of betrayal-- "Lost" has both Sawyer and Locke setting them off:

Brain: We don't go for blondes. Or bad boys.
Hormones: Hot-hot-smoking in the boys' room-hot! Whoo!
Brain: Plus, Locke is not our type. We generally like hair.
Hormones: Pbbbt! We're looking at the eyes, and that hummineh physique.
Brain: He's overbeefed! That does nothing for us!
Hormones: Mrrrrrowwwrrr!
Deadbeat Nymph: pronedeadbeat_nymph on April 24th, 2007 07:48 pm (UTC)
Spiders who keep a respectable distance can be lovely to get to know.

Last summer, I made a spider friend after I came back from Montreal and discovered some advanced web architecture erected between the fence and the deck table. I just didn't have the heart to destroy it since so much work had gone into it already. So I let it be and got to know the spider a bit. Pretty soon, I was catching bugs and putting them into the web myself.

That spider grew so fast and so large, too. And he was so pretty! Black and cream striped fur.

He never once tried to crawl on me or come too close in any way. He was cool like that. We used to talk when I would go for a cigarette and sit in my chair next to his web. He was an awesome listener.

I was sad when he left for winter, but I understood.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on April 29th, 2007 08:05 am (UTC)
That spider grew so fast and so large, too. And he was so pretty! Black and cream striped fur.
You have no idea how much these words make the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Large spider. Fur! IN YOUR HOUSE!

I was sad when he left for winter, but I understood.
You are clearly much calmer than I when it comes to spiders. :)

I love this little story, and yet... like "Charlotte's Web" it does nothing to allay that larger phobia.

Spiders in the house are just thisClose to crawling on you in your sleep and biting you. And laying egg sacs. Yick! *shivers*
Deadbeat Nymphdeadbeat_nymph on April 29th, 2007 05:01 pm (UTC)
No, no, no, no! He was outside the house, on the deck between the table and the fence. Outside the house. Next to the house. Inside the house would have been NOT OKAY.

But outside the house? He was beautiful and sweet. :)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on May 1st, 2007 05:23 pm (UTC)
Inside the house would have been NOT OKAY.
Whew. Okay, I'm relieved now. In the house is just trouble waiting to happen, for me. :0