Title: Hope Aloft On The Wind Author: HalfshellVenus Characters: Lincoln and Michael (Gen or Slash) Rating: PG Summary (Pre-series): After leaving prison, Lincoln searches for a sense of who he still is. Author's Notes: For clair_de_lune's birthday, and her request for Michael and Lincoln and something soft and warm. Also for fanfic100, this is "Air."
The kids got back home on Saturday, and the mayhem resumed. Saturday was a mad dash to deliver Girl Scout cookies (our one non-rainy period), Sunday was lots of basketball (Lauren's team won both games, including the first-ever defeat of their arch-nemesis team—Mwah-ha-ha-ha! Christopher's team won too, despite rancid shooting).
We saw International at the theater, because we're suckers for Clive Owen, and we grumbled about the fact that his upcoming whatever co-stars Julia Roberts (being flat and charmless. Hate her). We watched Lars And The Real Girl on DVD—offbeat and oddly charming—and started Run, Fat Boy, Run. And I snoozed through the bulk of my evening writing time from Saturday night onward. :(
Endless rain on Monday, so I cycled in the garage. I thought I was in S2 of QAF, and when Disc 2 finished I popped in the loaner from my friend... only to discover that I'd seen it before. Curses! Fortunately, I had Arrested Development, S3 as a backup. I have to say, though, the 1-hour shows are the best for long indoor cycling. Wednesday I biked outside, but didn't entirely escape the rain. Boo. :(
And now, a meme:
One little compliment can make you feel great. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. Once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and this will remind you how great you are.