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[raven]

This was a great big teal deer about how I am cranky and hate talking to people and fighting the good fight against your own brain all the damn time gets really old really fast and my mother accidentally cleaned the bathroom with my towel and now I am one all-over psychosomatic itch. But I deleted it.

Instead. I am not Nixon. But tomorrow I am going to China.^[1] In the meantime, remixredux09 has opened, and I will just pause to drop a rec for my remixer's story, Missing Hawk (the Anger Turned Sideways Remix), (M*A*S*H, gen). It's an elegant, taut little gem of a story, does well-articulated understatement without a whisper of melodrama. Much better than the original, and much more fun.

I need to go to bed, I think, before my crankiness becomes sentient. Back in a week, and I'm sure I will return a better person to be around.

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[1] Actually, not for visa and currency purposes. I'm going to (the Special Administrative Region of) Hong Kong.

Comments

[bekkypk.livejournal.com]

I fear Sentinant Crankiness *edges towards exit stage left*
Have fun?
xx

[yahalomay.livejournal.com]

You may hate talking to people, but I like listening to you. It does get better, etc, you know it all, but it does, it does, it does. Take care.

[tau_sigma]

*hugs* Poor Iona. I send you mental hugs and clean towels and hope that your brain might behave better towards you soon, at least a little.

[pinkdormouse.livejournal.com]

Enjoy China Hong Kong!