I am a doddery old woman who hates change

And change hates me, too. Well, how else do you explain being unable to make the CSS for the friends page viewing working on the 'silence' layout? Hmpf. Have gone back to my old layout until I can figure out how the code works. Or until I set my computer on fire. One or t'other.

In other news, IT'S THE WEEKEND!! *falls over*

AAAARGHHHH! *scrubs eyes with bleach*

This will make no sense to all but a few other sleep-deprived bedlam individuals, but it has just struck me that gemma f***lie? (name blanked out to protect the, aherm, special) is jane from coupling (uk).

It's true:

separated at birth?

The Me Meme

As I'm doing this for others, it seems silly to not demand that others do it for me... ;)

Comment to this post with an offer to write in any fandom that you or I have in common. I will answer with a prompt. Then, you will write me comment-fic, snippets, or whatever comes to mind. Now go post this in your own journal and demand fic of your very own! Make your flist work! You had a long week and you DESERVE it, dammit!

Alias Fic: Love Is... (1/1)

Firstly - DOCTOR WHO OMG FLAIL!!! *falls over* IS IT NEXT WEEK YET????

Secondly - The 'Me' meme, answer the first (for likeadeuce):

Prompt: Jack/Arvin, chicken soup

Result:

Title: Love Is...
Fandom: Alias

This also fits the fanfic100 prompt #72 'fixed'

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Read it at AOOO.

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Thirdly - I woke up in such a rotten mood today. Possibly a combination of having worked myself to the bone and hormones, I think - but it was bad enough to be actively painful, as that much rage was giving me a crushing headache. I combated said rage by dosing myself with antihistimatines for the hayfever, paracetamol for the headache, chai tea for the stress, shopping for the stompiness, and being outside the for cabin fever. I am, indeed, feeling much better.

I also purchased two splendid items of clothing: a yellow knitted top, which has big button on the front (like a cargidan, basically) but also has a thick ribbon at the waist. It comes down to my hips, is v. figure-hugging, and v. low-cut in that V-neck, and when worn with a pencil skirt will scream classic French sillhouette - or one can only hope. The other item was a black knitted dress, coming down to below my knees, which, again, is low-cut on the V-neck, and v. figure-hugging.

I love well-made knits. *clutches them to my bosom*

HMV were also having a killer sale, and I acquired the following:

- MiB 1 & 2 = £3
- Mr & Mrs Smith = £3
- Blow = £3
- Dr Zhivago = £7
- The Prestige = £7
- Lost in Translation = £3

All of these make me happy. Yes. If you can spare time to go to HMV, go, their sale is rather good about now...

Now I must go and continue working on the Halo Jones fic I have been writing, because I have a serious Alan Moore yen at the moment.

One more week in Kent, and then I am free! Whee!!