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[raven]

So. Um. I have spent the whole day in irrational fury mode. This eventually disintegrated into irrational self-pity mood. Then irrational everyone-hates-me mode. It was not good.

However, other symptoms included slight nausea, a desire to eat a lot of chocolate - which I don't usually have, being not much of a chocoholic - and an even stronger desire to barricade myself in with my laptop, not talk to anyone and read the entirety of the pornish_pixies archive. Taken all together, the diagnosis is pretty conclusice.

So if I have said anything horrible to anyone today, I apologise, but I don't think I have said anything.

Um. This is a very insubstantial post. So. Um. I give you a tiny snippet written ages ago and never posted anywhere other than casirafics's comments:

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(the Doctor and Rose versus the Order of the Phoenix)

Arthur introduced them to it. Harry, who had once caught Uncle Vernon in the middle of the night watching old black and white episodes, was moderately interested. Molly’s attention was only caught when she realised it meant they were all going to have their tea together, like civilised people, on a Saturday night.

Snape decided he could bear humiliation, needless pageantry, the Cruiciatus curse, Harry Potter and being a double agent, but not this; he stalked out of the kitchen with his head held high and his cape sweeping around behind him, to amusement from all.

Hermione quibbled the weird science, Ginny liked the arse-kicking companions, Tonks thought it was fantastic while Ron wondered what the fuss was about.

But at seven o’clock, they all leaned back in their chairs, took slow bites of Molly’s bubble and squeak, and watched in electric silence as the problems of the world receded around them.

Afterwards, Sirius ambled out of the kitchen and into the garden, just in time to hear a spirited rendition of diddle-dum-diddle oooooEEEEooooo coming from the direction of the twins. He joined in, conducted a few bars, and then flumped down in a chair. “Where was it, then?” he asked.

“On the poster,” Remus said. “Near the beginning, graffitied onto the Energize poster.”

Sirius grinned. Remus always knew.

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Um. You won't be hearing much from me for a couple of days now, as Mani - she who is my oldest friend and keeps killing goldfish - will be here in a bit, and then we will all be engaged in planning the Party O'Doom. In fact, I probably won't be back until Sunday, at which point I will finally be able to tell you which remix I wrote, and why it was shameful.

I have nothing else to say. Except I have a really, really strong urge to write fic where girl!Doctor and Nymphadora Tonks meet randomly in a club and Tonks is butch and girl!Doctor is clueless and they drink lots of pink wine and then have glittery girlsex up against a wall somewhere. Except no-one but me would read it so maybe not.

Yes.

I think I should go now.

Comments

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I would read it, but you knew that already. *nods* I am home of the tomorrow! And I need to be in Liverpool at some point before next Thursday to, erm, buyballetshoes.

You up for it?

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Would Wednesday work for you? I am working Mon and Tues and the party o'doom is taking up the weekend. It's been AGES since I've seen you! *clings*

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

My Wednesday is officially yours. I have, thus far, made no other plans regarding life in Ormskirk other than a desperate desire to NOT BE IN THIS HOUSE PLEASE. (My sister. Argh.) As such, Wednesday sounds like a very good idea indeed. *nods and also clings*

[yonmei.livejournal.com]

I would read it. Glittery.

[kismeteve.livejournal.com]

Maybe yes. I'd read it. Absolutely.

[cedara]

Fourths it. (Is that a word?)

I'd check it out if you write it. :)