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POI love? Still going strong. I'm happy to hear show has been renewed for a fifth season, even if it might be its last (and oh, yes, another one of my favorites being denied the long run it so deserves). Lucky me - I still have seasons 3 and 4 to look forward to, having stalled myself for fear of having the new episodes interfere with my creative process. Which has been all but defunct for two months now. Win win, no?

Two stories in the works, a bleak h/c and a five times thing that's gone through several iterations; I think I might be satisfied with the current one. If time allows, at least one of them should get finished soon. I feel myself drawn back to the 2nd person POV; it's quite lovely for slash fic, and I love the dichotomy of distance and identification it creates.

The Blacklist has drawn my eye; I'm not exactly in love with the show (but oh, the music), as most of the characters remain perfect strangers to me. Liz doesn't appeal to me very much (feels like she got abducted all the frigging time in season 2), but I like Aram, and Tom, and would probably enjoy trying to write my way into Red's head. We'll see.
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.un: Layout credits go to [ profile] phailboat; header lyrics from Battle For The Sun by Placebo.

.deux: I feel very bad about not commenting a whole lot lately (or hardly at all), but I barely know how to hold myself together these days, so there's that. I promise to try and be a lot better about it in the very near future. In the meantime, feel free to defriend at your leisure.

.trois: My t-shirt reads 'Mr. Pudding', so each time I look in the mirror I have to think of Dean and laugh. Oh Dean, I miss you muchly, you silly awesome boy.

.quatre: I'm hungry, and nothing but mashed potatoes will do. Time to do some food hunting.

.cinq: I don't really have the time, but I can't stop thinking about Five Things Dean & Cas Can't Do In The Future (And Five They Still Can). If I keep it short, maybe I'll get it out of my head today.
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> A week from now will be the day before my orals start. My nerves are so frayed already, I don't know what to do with myself. On the other hand, by the end of next week it'll all be over and I will finally know whether or not I passed and which grades I received. I want a time machine really badly right now.

> Distracting myself with making icons. Iron Man keeps inspiring me, as does the latest Prince of Persia trailer.

> I'm not very much into domestic fics, but I keep seeing little flashes of Dean and Cas taking care of infant Sam, who was reborn after the epic battle between Lucifer and Michael. It's Dean's most heartfelt wish come true: for Sam to grow up without knowing about the monsters in his closet, with Dean and Cas watching out for him. Little Sam keeps asking questions, wanting to learn about everything he sees, all chubby cheeks and earnest eyes, laughing with glee when Cas makes the wind pick up his paper plane to let it soar high in the sky. And at the end of each day, Dean tucks Sammy in, telling him silly-crazy bedtime stories, while Cas watches the two from the doorway, eyes shining with love. Uhm, yeah. I totally blame exam nerves for my whacky fic cravings.

> I'll probably be even more AWOL than usual until the end of March. If you're so inclined, please keep your fingers crossed for me next Wednesday and Thursday.

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Uhm. I just got home from work, and there are wafts of white smoke drifting through the outer hallway. It reeks strongly of grilled food, so now I'm kinda undecided on whether or not to call the fire department. Landlord said to open the door so that the draft will get rid of the smoke and await further developments. So, yeah. :/

Other than that, I think I'll get some writing done, even though I'm pretty tired from work. Lots and lots of running around today, but people were awesome (as they tend to be at work ♥), so that's all right.

Thanks to our anonymous firestarter, I now feel like eating grilled chicken. Damn you, Smokey.
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# I'm thinking about Dean and Cas in Zach's Croatoan timeline, sharing a moment of comfort and hope of a future that won't see Dean having lost everything, including himself. I quite like the idea, but I'm not sure I'm ready to write it.

# Headcold of doom has me in its grasp. Which is all right, as long as I don't develop a cough. Although I have to admit that not being able to breathe through my nose is bothering me more than I thought possible.

# Photoshop hates me these days, and I have a feeling it might be more than a phase.

# I need new music. Only I don't have the time to go hunting for it. Bummer.

# As much as I like My Bloody Valentine, I don't feel the slightest urge to rewatch it. Mostly because of the food-related grossness, but also because I have issues with the portrayal of Cas and Dean being Buffy of season 6. I'll have to wait and see where they're going with that, but for now, I don't quite like it.

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