Fic summary: "A black Cadillac, sex, stolen money, and Alex Krycek. Does Scully need anything else?" My answer: Well, if she does I'd be glad to take her place.
I finished my paper. I'm actually pretty shocked I finished this early.
I've figured out how to send fic to my Kindle. This can never be good.
I'm not taking a holiday this summer. I was okay with it at first, but now I'm kind of depressed about it. I might, might, mind you, go here in October as consolation. Because I need to go to Cape Breton again. I really do. And what better time or reason than Celtic Colours?
I want some new icons but I don't have photoshop anymore. Alas.
I wish I could blow off school and just be fannish. Work is okay, because I need to get paid, but school is boring and all about a pipe dream and I'd rather be doing something for ds_snippets, dammit.
Speaking of fannish, I've probably missed a bazillion of posts, so I haven't read or commented on new fic.I will try to reconnect better in the future. See above about school.
I want to win powerball so I can buy a whole new wardrobe, starting with lots of stuff from here. Like maybe this And/or this and this. At the moment I have fuck all in the clothing department. And also in the money department.