A Safe Space for Moogles

So, I leave my Empoleon and my Ditto at the Day Care ('cause I wanna breed some Piplups to trade), and the old man outside tells me "They don't seem to like each other much."

Now, I have gotten this message once before. My Onix and my Graveler needed some levels to go up against the Electric gym, and being told that they hated each other's faces made me think it was pretty safe to leave them there together without risking an unwanted pregnancy (because Pokemon birth control has not been invented yet). But, lo and behold, ten minutes later I had a brand-new Onix egg. Which is currently languishing in storage, because Pokemon stem cell research is also a thing of the future. I figured I had the weird luck to have the only grudgefucking Rock-types in the game.

Fast-forward to now. This time I actually do want an egg, so I paraded all five of my Dittos in front of Empoleon (uncomfortably, I seem to have become a Ditto pimp). None of them met Empy's exacting standards. So I gave up and left him with a random Ditto for the time being, fully expecting their relationship to be a barren one.

Yep, you guessed it. Ten minutes later I had an egg. Twelve minutes later I had two.

What the hell are they putting in the food at that place!?

Despite being a Ditto pimp, I really don't want to contemplate the mechanics of reproducing with what amounts to a wad of Silly Putty with a face.

Tomorrow I'm going to start writing again. I will. *firm nod*

I just watched three hours of Ghost Hunters. As some of you may know already, I am profoundly afraid of ghosts, bumps in the night, and my own shadow, so watching three hours of Ghost Hunters? Not a smart choice. I'm currently sitting in the basement with all the lights on, and listening to Lewis Black. (Everyone knows Lewis Black makes the malevolent spirits go away.)

...Oddly, I had a ghost dream the other night that didn't scare me at all. It probably helped that I was an apprentice Ghostbuster so I could, y'know, do something about the unquiet dead.

Also, I told my boss to go ahead and consider me for full-time, after much deliberation (read: "freaking out.") I know y'all were happy for me over this, and I'm grateful, but... yeah, I'm not, really. I know all the reasons why I should be, but reality doesn't seem to penetrate my Issues real well. I just brought myself to say yes because I knew that living with my parents another year would make me even less happy.

Or maybe I'll wake up tomorrow and feel perfectly fine about the whole thing. I don't know. That's the exciting, thrill-a-minute ride that is my unbalanced brain chemistry. :D

The RotF review (or Random Collection of Thoughts, Squee, and Bunnies, as the case may be) is going to have to wait. I've been pulled to do an emergency afternoon shift at work. *groans*

SPEAKING OF WORK. My boss asked me today if I'd be willing to go full-time. I told him I'd think about it. I said this because 'I need some time to freak the fuck out' is probably a bad thing to say.

So, Michael Jackson has gone on to that great stage show in the sky.

..And was promptly bitchslapped by Farrah Fawcett for stealing her limelight.

So my mom comes home and goes "I got us tickets to Transformers! I am the best mom ever! :DDDD!" And she is, but then I had to tell her that I'm already going with some friends on Saturday. (She was too thrilled about me having friends to be disappointed, her lack of interest in giant robots notwithstanding.)

Also, given the speed at which I write, this is kind of comforting.

No sooner do I overcome my common sense and express interest in becoming a writer for GirlGamer.com, than I get an email inviting me to a Power Rangers RP. And it's one that I was contemplating before, so I already have a character in mind, but oh god I can't take on even one more thing. Let alone two. My brain, you guys. My poor braaaaiiiin. ;_;

...speaking of my poor brain and being stretched thin. I don't have either springkink fic written that's due tomorrow, and I need to go to bed soon 'cause I have work at seven AM tomorrow. I... think at least one's gonna be late. *whimperthud*

( Aaaand some fandom-related angstmongering, just to round things out. )

/whine

For (lj)vani_nessa, who bunnied me. And because I needed to cheer myself up.

( Energon Paint )

So on Saturday Dad chased a Big-Ass Heron out of our backyard. Yesterday a few fish from the top pond turned up missing, and the rest are hiding under the lily pads. Uh oh.

As if that wasn't enough, we have a mouse attacking the granola bars in our pantry. Traps and poisons have so far proven ineffective. I darkly suspect that this is no ordinary mouse we're dealing with here.

...At least there's no bedbugs. -_-

...I meant to do three. *fail*

Ah well. Here's my contribution. Hellboy, Hellboy/John Meyers, NC-17, for the prompt "collar". No title. Here's the original comment.

( Red doesn't deny where he came from... )

I made strawberry pancakes for lunch. And they were delicious. ^_____^ *basks in the win*

I do not envy Mom her job. But as a rare diversion, it was fun to interact with the little terrors this afternoon. ^_^ The whole deal was like a mini-funfair for the end of year (although they still have a few days to go), so besides me they had a temporary tattoo place, games, hot dogs and candy. Overall the kids were all nice, but - as to be expected this time of year - supremely hyper. Somehow I managed to read them a Story when I arrived despite the squirrelyness, then went outside to get set up with my face-painting supplies. It was HotAndHumid, but I was set up under a shade tree so I was okay. And one of the nice Helper Moms brought me a water.

The paints I had were more like crayons, kinda thick, so I couldn't do anything real detailed. ...Which is probably a good thing. If I'd been capable of it, I probably could have sat there for hours doing one butterfly. ;P As it was, I managed to skibble out some credible things for just about everybody. Requests ranged from butterflies to lightning clouds to mermaids to swords, and one kid said 'Just do whatever' and I did him a phoenix. He guessed what it was before I was done drawing it. X3 I think my favorite, though, was the real-little guy who asked for Spider-Man. I did him an awesome Spider-Man, you guys.

And then we all trooped back inside and I got to read them another Story before final bell. ^_^ And then I let Mom show me off to a couple of her coworkers and helped her take some of her wall decorations down. (I'm probably going to be doing that some more next week. Curse my better nature.)

Tomorrow I get to go to my mom's school for their end-of-year party and do face-painting for the kids in her class. If I get there early enough, I might get to read them a story too. ^_^ ...And hopefully Mom will save me a popsicle. :D

And now, for your Shamless Plug portion of the evening:

Shoyu Ramen Western, or, How Ryuuki Earned His Cowboy Hat - Story of Saiunkoku, no sex, but lots of crossdressing and Western-style hijinks.
The Angel's Sweet Curse - the Bible, Michael/Lilith, and now you know why I'm going to hell.
So Lost Together - Galvatron/Rodimus, exorcising each others' demons just a little bit.
Patience and Practice - Power Rangers, Jason/Billy being cute.
Insatiable - Transformers G1; Galvatron/Rodimus/Cyclonus in various combinations. In which Cyc and Roddy try and fail to wear Galvatron out.
Into the Wild Black - Transformers G1; a pirate AU, in which Jazz saves the world by being utterly shameless. ^_^

And, and, fics by Other People!

Ten Reasons Why Iruka Thinks He Might Hate Kakashi - Naruto, Iruka/Kakashi. The pitfalls of dating, when your intended is an utter perv.
Wasted Time - The Doctor, Q, Marty McFly, and Vector Prime sitting around bitching. XD
Shots and Stories - FFVII, Tifa tending bar. Funny and sweet in a heartbreaking sort of way.
The Key - Robin Hood: Men In Tights, Robin/Marian, exactly as hilariously awesome as it sounds. This was one of my prompts. ^_^
Upping the Ante - Phoenix Wright, Nick/Miles, short and sexy. Nick getting the upper hand, so to speak. ;)
Just Like Flying - G1, Silverbolt/Slingshot, sparksex, and zomg. Just. *flail*

And now, if y'all will excuse me, I've got some serious porning to do. >)

So there are big tanks full of green liquid in Team Galactic Headquarters in Pokemon Diamond. My brain, of course, went straight to 'Mako tubes' and now I'm picturing a Pokemon!Sephiroth running around in a cloud of Mewtwo-like angst. It doesn't help that I already have a bitty Pokemon-trainer OC in my head, yo.

The enemy SEPHIROTH used SKEWER!

A critical hit!

AERIS fainted!


---------or---------


FANGIRL used SLASH!

It's super effective!



In other news, springkink is going swimmingly. I'll troll shamelessly for comments later. >_>

So it cost me a hundred and fifty dollars to go to the fair today.

Actually, it cost me a hundred and fifty dollars to go home afterwards, when I came back to the parking lot and found that my car had been towed. Turns out it was a pay lot and I had not paid. (The sign, when The Guy pointed it out to me, was in plain sight. I am a dumbass.) So I had to call my dad to come and drive me to the impound lot (and finding the place was a Joy and Wonder in and of itself, let me tell you. Almost more wonderful than the Impatience and Contempt Rays that my dad is so good at putting out).

I'm really still sulking about the whole thing. But the fair was nice, as small-town fairs go. There were Booths, there was Unhealthy Food, there were Rides (which I didn't go on. It didn't seem as fun without someone with me). I bought a little air plant, because it was pretty and seemed low-maintenance enough that even I could keep it alive. It needs a little pot or dish to live in, and a name.

Re: the song in my music slot - I've looked up the real lyrics, but I keep hearing them sing 'this is so exhausting, this is so exhausting.' Which is oddly easy to picture, a bunch of people in a ritual frenzy-dance all singing about how exhausted they are.

They've been setting up for the fair downtown all week. Traffic and parking is kerazy down by my work, yo. They actually issued us all parking passes for the teeny-weeny gravel lot that also serves as the dogs' poop lot. And there's strange men in hard hats doing arcane things all over the area. Hard hats, guys. If I see a guy with an open shirt, a beer belly, and yellow galoshes, I will not be responsible for my actions. ...But in any case, I have spotted a Ferris wheel and a merry-go-round, so it's already worth the price of admission. So I'll be popping down there tomorrow or Sunday. There may be pictures.

Speaking of work, there is an English bulldog named Hemingway who is the coolest dog in the world. I can't even express how awesome he is.

Another day, and the wank goes on. Frankly, I'm hip-deep in my springkink right now so I don't care. ^_^ Current count: five down, nine to go, and number six is puttering along nicely due to Jazz being such an enormous slut. *hearts him so much*

( The Internet: where nothing is too small to argue over. Warnings for mild brain-breakage, if you are not an active member of the Transformers porn scene. )

This shit is cutting into my (lj)springkink time, dammit. *grumpymoogle*

ME: *transferring kitties to clean cages w/ water and food and litterboxes, tum te tum* O hay, new kitty. Hallo!
CAT: *innocently* Mew.
ME: *is a sucker* *reaches in and picks her up*
CAT: I AM MEGATRON. *proceeds to mutilate the ever-loving hell out of me*
ME: OH GOD WHY ISN'T THE VULCAN NECKGRAB THING WORKING
CAT: DIE POONY HOOMN DIE *RIPS IN HALF*
AUTOBOTS: *roll out*
EPIC BATTLE: *is very epic and explodey*
MICHAEL BAY: *needs a cigarette*
OPTIMUS PRIME: You left me no choice, brother. *stuffs EVIL MEGATRON in a cage*
CAT: *innocently* Mew?
RATCHET: Might want to dab some alcohol on that.
ME: *bleeds* ;_;

So that was my morning. How is everyone else doing?

Epilogue
Fangirls: *resurrect me and give me a hot boyfriend in uniform*

So, I misspoke yesterday. Turns out the TF kink meme isn't the first of its kind to break the comment limit - the Phoenix Wright one is on its third or fourth post, which knowing the source material actually doesn't surprise me at all. XD But! This in no way takes away from our own accomplishment. Pooooorn! :D (It continues in tfanonkink, by the way. In case you were looking for your sticky fix. Which I am most certainly not, what are you talking about.)

I picked up Transformers: The Veiled Threat at the supermarket yesterday and got about two-thirds through it. It's... well, I've read better fanfics, frankly (*loves on flist*), but it's got some cute moments. Not the least of which is Optimus listening to peppy Japanese girl pop. ^_^

It occurs to me that I've become kind of a hermit even online. I don't stay involved with my friends nearly as much as I want to. I'm just usually so tired and can't concentrate real well during the week, so I let comments slide - especially feedback on fic and such. I apologize to you all. I'll try to do better. *passes out hugs*

But, if you are so inclined...

THE ANONYMOUS WRITING FEEDBACK MEME

(on lj)

In other news, guys, the TF Kink Meme actually broke the comment barrier. They're going to have to make another one. How wild is this? XD I love my fandom, really I do. We're a bunch of raging pervs.

This makes me want to write pooooorn. To celebrate. Not that I haven't been writing it at work already, of course.