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Just got back from having a rather yummy dinner with the family - it was my little brother's 26th birthday. Sheesh we are getting old! Haha.

I um...joined spnland - Go Team Dean! We'll see how that works out.

Everyone and their mother is joining spn_30snapshots and I'm so ridiculously tempted to join in on the fun. Especially because they have like 10 tables to choose from, and one of them is a kick butt picture prompt table - wheeeeee!

And avamclean - there is a Lusty/Smutty table....that I'm rather tempted to fill with Buffy/Sam goodness... Thoughts?

Had a great time, super freaking time really, last night with the girls. Seriously, it was great to get us all together. To just find the time to hang out with one another despite the crazy shit that is going on with each of us. It's been a bad, bad year for everyone - the pending lung transplant for F, a miscarriage, a probable divorce, grad school graduation problems, house hunting problems, blah. It sucks that everyone else is having problems too, but at least I'm not alone in having a crappy year. Though really, my crappy year doesn't even compare to the issues that my girlfriends are going through. *hugs them tightly*

One more day of dogsitting and then I'll be back home for awhile.

Well I need to run off, eat some birthday cheesecake (it's what J wanted) and then head back to the pooches!

Is it really September? Wow. Where the hell has my life gone? Nine months have just slipped by and I'm not sure where they went or how I feel about it. *sigh*

So, my own personal challenge for the month is to post something here every day. Whether it's ramblings, fiction, fic ramblings, rants, whatever. I'll just sorta apologize now for the daily (hopefully) spamming of the flist. *huggles ya'll*

First, over at TtH there's this particular person that leaves ridiculously long reviews telling the author how atrocious their grammar is and that readers are clearly fleeing from their fanfic because of the awfulness of the grammar. If that was honestly true, if the grammar was enough to make readers flee, then it would be quarantined. The end. Obviously the grammar isn't as horrible as she thinks it is. I just...if you have to write 'I'm not a moderator' in your private review then perhaps you should reconsider your boilerplate review so people wouldn't assume such things. Just saying, you know?

I've been a recluse wench for the last nine months. I know that. I'm sorry. I just...I took this new job because the boating industry sucked and I was afraid that I would lose my job sometime this year and not be able to find another one. It's tough for me because there isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish I was sitting in my old office rather than a stupid, stuffy, dull gray cube. Cubes suck. They suck a lot. Ugh.

Good news, I'm housesitting near my old job so I'm going to work tomorrow night, Friday night, and Saturday helping out Robin (my old boss). Yay for extra money and double yay for seeing Robin and working with her. It's little things like this that brighten my mood and here's hoping the boating industry turns around...cause did I mention I hate my stupid gray cube?

Scary news. One of my best friends, whom I've know since I was three, has Cystic Fibrois. And she's 27, almost 28, which is great for someone with CF, but... Her lungs have gotten to the point where they aren't functioning like she needs them too and her treatment for her lungs is started to do harm to other organs...and they've put her on the transplant list. *bites nails* This is one of those catch-22s for me. On one hand it's gonna be great when she gets new lungs, no infections, easier breathing, a longer life, etc. On the other hand - scary lung transplant! Eeep! I'm sure F will be the content of some of these posts over the next month(s).

The five of us girls (friends since at least high school) are getting together on Saturday night to have a girls' night. Cause it'll probably be the last time we can all get together and hang out before F's lung transplant. According to Hopkins they expect her to receive new lungs sometime in the next three months or less. Again with the eeep! I'm looking forward to it though.

Posted my Sweet Charity fic a few weeks ago. I never did hear back from the person I wrote it for...so who knows what she thought about it. And it really didn't get the response I was hoping for BUT it did manage to get nominated for The Devil You Know (best crossover) award over at wicked_awards. *bounces* That's freaking awesome!!

Last night I wrote more in that verse, where Faith meets Ellen. I like what I've got laid out in my head. Hopefully it translates well to paper.

And one of these days I will write Buffy/Sam porn for the lovely avamclean...one day, I promise!

And yeah, here endth the rambling...