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luciazephyrOh man. College is starting up in two weeks. Aaaaaah. Panic mode activate! I'm taking Intro to Biology and American Diversity on campus, and a remedial math and Intro to PoliSci online. So that'll happen.
I am writing at a good clip on the Bakery AU! Next chapter is already 5,300 words and about half done-ish. So expect some of that soon. I'm very, very happy with it and hope ya'll will be too. After that goes up, I'll get to the next chapter of MoC. I'm trying to juggle a bit so I don't burn out again.
It's been awhile since I've shared some Twitter Shenanigans, and today was a fun one.
Fun night.
:flicks through Twitter Favorites: Oh, fff, here's another fun one, from after I posted that essay about Harry's issues on the Official Butcher forums and was basically run out.
Twitter: Ridiculous amount of fun.
I am writing at a good clip on the Bakery AU! Next chapter is already 5,300 words and about half done-ish. So expect some of that soon. I'm very, very happy with it and hope ya'll will be too. After that goes up, I'll get to the next chapter of MoC. I'm trying to juggle a bit so I don't burn out again.
It's been awhile since I've shared some Twitter Shenanigans, and today was a fun one.
@HarriedWizard: Someone wrote an article about why I'd make a great boyfriend? The hell. http://www.heroesandheartbreakers.com/blogs/2011/08/dating-dresden-why-harry-dresden-would-make-a-great-boyfriend
Lucy: ... Is that an invitation to write a blog post of Why I Would Not Date Harry Dresden For Cash Money (Besides The Male Thing)?
Harry: Challenge, maybe. Heya, Lucy.
Lucy: Evening, darling. And don't tempt me, I just might.
Meanwhile, someone asks if Murphy is the one who wrote that article.
@sgtkarrinmurphy: You caught me. In my free time I'm a dating advice blogger.
Harry: I knew there was a cute girly girl hiding behind those lacy curtains, Murph.
Murphy: I spend the money I make on designer shoes and manicures.
Harry: And overpriced handbags, don't forget those.
Murphy: Right. Made from Italian leather or something.
Harry: And frilly things from Victoria's Secret?
Murphy: Only in your best dreams.
Lucy: Harry, I bet I couldn't make you walk into a VS store for $100. You'd blush so hard, you'd pass out.
Murphy: Sounds about right.
Harry: Hey, walking into one is not the same thing as seeing an attractive blonde modeling what she bought in one.
Lucy, to Murphy: You need to take him shopping and time how long it takes for him to panic.
Murphy: Only if bets are involved.
Lucy: Provided I wasn't a student with zero cash, I would bet $50 on two minutes. 30 secs if you're bra shopping.
Harry: ....thanks, Lucy.
Murphy, to Harry: I think she likes you.
Harry: We're pals. I'm not wired correctly for her.
Fun night.
:flicks through Twitter Favorites: Oh, fff, here's another fun one, from after I posted that essay about Harry's issues on the Official Butcher forums and was basically run out.
Lucy: [complaining for the nth time about how what happened]
Harry: Do you need a hug?
Lucy: I dunno! It's just really weird mixed signals! ON THE FORUMS: "rawr, we don't like your opinions." IN PM: "plz don't leave." Don't worry, I'm not upset or emo. I'm just confused. And feel like some people need to join the other side of the fandom. Come to the dark side, guys, we have homoerotic subtext, morality analysis, and feminism? Not as pithy as "cookies".
Harry: Or as tasty.
Lucy: Maybe if I made cookies in addition to all that stuff? Or is feminism and homoeroticism too scary for cookies to overcome?
Harry: I don't know that I want to live in a world where cookies can't overcome any fear.
Lucy: Then let me bake up some oatmeal raisins and we can talk about your ~*feelings*~. It'll be like therapy, but yummier.
Harry: Do I get to lie on my back on the sofa?
Lucy: And tell me what these inkblots look like.
Harry: Bacon.
Lucy: Do you have to practice to be such a jerkface, or is that a natural talent of yours?
Harry: I think I inherited it from Mom.
Lucy: She'd be so proud of you. Or, not proud. What's the other one?
Harry: What other one?
Lucy: Rolling her eyes at you from beyond the grave. That one.
Harry: Um.
Lucy, feeling bad for the Mom joke: Okay, maybe not your Mom. I don't know her. But certainly Julia Child. And me. Totally me. :rolls eyes:
Harry: You know how I needle Murphy to get a rise out of her?
Lucy: Mmhm?
Harry: Ever think that's a habit with all of my friends?
Lucy: I... guess? Or just you liking to banter with everything, including things that can kill you.
Harry: True, but it's fun with friends.
Lucy: Okay? Did I go too far? Sorry, love, the Mom thing was a bit much. :coughs, fusses with dinner:
Harry: No, I meant I was enjoying trying to get a rise out of you. Or get you to roll your eyes.
Lucy: Oh. And here I just thought you were sublimating your lust for the yummy food I'm making. Tell the truth, that's why you wanna put a ring on it*-- you want me to cook for you. I understand, really, I'm a great cook.
Harry: And here I thought it was just random acts of attraction.
Lucy: Oh, if only you were a leggy brunette instead of a brunet. Thou art more lovely and more temperate. :laughs:
[*Long story, a few days ago someone made a joke about Harry arguing with someone like an old married couple and he said that was more of our thing. Thus, he's clearly weeping into his bosom over how I won't marry him. Running joke.]
Twitter: Ridiculous amount of fun.
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Date: 2011-08-11 07:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
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