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[image of small tealights in coloured holders on a table]

Happy Diwali, flist. May it be full of light and promise.

I don't have much of a celebration planned this year - quite by coincidence, dinner with friends tomorrow night, and I shall take sweets in for my colleagues - so here's something for y'all. Four little stories, each on a general theme. Enjoy, and pretend there are sweeties.


mysterious ways
M*A*S*H, gen. Mulcahy, Hawkeye & co.
( boy, bear, agnostic )

watch
Discworld, gen, Carrot, Angua and Vimes.
( the regulation breastplate and sword )

emergency
Sports Night, gen, Dana, Dan, ensemble.
( every light in the building )

night driving
X-Men: First Class, gen, Charles & Erik.
( light all the way )

I suspect real happiness is getting up far too late on a sunny Friday morning, stumbling into the kitchen and finding a split croissant, with cheese inside, on the table, and just in case I didn't get it, a note propped on it saying "breakfast!".

So, three things make a post, right?

( lashings of ginger beer time! )

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Here is the second thing in this post. X-Men. Hi. A few days ago gavagai discovered I'd never seen it and showed me the first movie having just poured me a glass of lemonade plus two and a half measures of gin. Possibly as a consequence, I enjoyed the film thoroughly. Yay, Patrick Stewart. Yay, Ian McKellen. Yay, my continued crush on Anna Paquin. Anyway, I enjoyed it enough to watch X2, and then again on gavagai's advice I skipped the other two and watched First Class instead.

( loooots more about that )

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And here is the third thing I want to write about! thingswithwings gave me some of my icons to talk about. ( icons! )

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Now I am going to write fanfic! Maybe. Three more days of freedom. Not that I wanted to be unemployed for the rest of my life, far from it, but I will miss writing fanfic at 3pm.