Best thing I've seen in like, YEARS.

Do you like the Muppets?

Do you like Queen?

If you answered yes to either of these questions, watch the vid below. I'm still giggling.

So I get this week off. I was planning on getting papers and stuff done this weekend, but nasty bug/flu from hell put a stop to that. However, I did manage to post last_panda's birthday present. And, I've already done my 80 multiple choice questions for Theories, now I just need to write the essays.

I can do this!

Thank you for all the well wishes, much appreciated. *hugs everyone*

Coming Home
Pairing: Pep/Bojan
Rating: NC-17
Length: ~3500
Summary: Homecoming from Pep's point of view. As always, sex with a soupcon of affection.
A/N: For the ever lovely and patient

last_panda, extremely late. Many thanks to rainydaypsycho for the beta (thank you for combing through it, Tonya! I know it sucked this time). Any remaining mistakes are my own.

So apparently, I can't go swimming anytime between 3 and 730. Valuable lesson. Just means that I can't go home to nap and come back later to swim. I don't mind the NMSU swim team taking up the deep end, but I do get kind of pissed at the high school teams using the pool.

Oh well. So, I wrote something! I am very happy about that. Currently, I'm plotting a prequel to If Players Do Not Pass One Another in Silence. Thing is, that was my big bang fic. However, I'm pretty certain I can write the prequel in less than 18k words, so that's good.

School is a lot easier right now, mainly because Dr. V hasn't given me back lit review and methods sections; once she does it will be difficult again. On teh plus side, my other advisor Dr. D promised to give me the study's original IRB paperwork, which will make filling that thing out WAY less of a hassle.

Anyway, 5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive
1. I got to go swimming today. Granted, I only swam 800, but still. I got in the water.
2. The grad office in general. We're all good friends and if I want, I can spend a good portion of my time just hanging out in there. I do, but I try not to talk too much because other people have stuff to do.
3. My meds work, I'm feeling fairly even, and I cleared the air with dad and judi this weekend.
4. My psych nurse gave me permission to sleep in! apparently, if you take antidepressants they can push back your REM cycle, which my explain why I"m so tired when I wake up. Seeing as I dream only around 5 or 6 am, I'm going to try to set my alarm for 745 am tomorrow, see if that makes a difference.
5. People've been saying really nice things about me. I think I managed to respond to those that did, but i want to let everyone on my list know that I appreciate all of you. So much. *hugs entire friendslist*

Title: Video Games
Pairing: Pep Guardiola/Bojan Krkić
Rating: NC-17
Length: ~2000
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Promise.
Summary: Pep has a request.
A/N: This is just a silly little chat idea that I edited in coherency. As always, many thanks to

last_panda for encouraging me and to rainydaypsycho for indulging me and betaing. Any remaining mistakes are my own.

 

 

( Video Games )

 

OK, I am going to try to get back to  posting everyday. We'll see how that works.

I've got my proposal rough draft to my professor. Once she proofs, I'll edit and then i can present to my committee. i need to write an abstract for the AAMFT conference next year, and I need to revise a paper for the state conference this February. So yes, academic is doing well.

5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive
1. Even though I sort of forgot to eat today, I managed to swim a mile in 40 minutes.
2. Teresa and I cleaned today. We locked the animals in the bedrooms.
3. Am watching Family Guy. Why, I'm not completely certain. It's not as funny as I remembered.
4. There's so much fic I've missed! Now I get to read!
5. all in all, things are good.

Sorry, have been absent, oh so absent. But, I now have 22 pages of lit review finished and I think I can finish my methods sections tonight. Hopefully I will have time for internet again by Friday.

Due to my zip drive going missing, I'm locking my journal for awhile, probably just until I calm down. I will leave my fic up, but personal stuff is going to be personal for awhile.

Damn it damn it damn it

I left my zip drive at the library for TWENTY minutes. The zip drive with all my stories and assignments and oh, my THESIS.

I am drinking wine and not thinking about this right now.

So.
Finished Lit Review: Good
Length: 10 pages
2nd Draft: Due Friday
Length: 30 pages
Zoe: cries


So I had a day and a half of sweet, sweet freedom. This plus test for insanely hard theories class?  I will remain incognito.

Other than being stressed over this, I'm OK. I think about hte reason I'm sane is b ecause I swim everyday and am eating vaguly healthy. But, that's good, so trying not the second guess it.

Back to the trenches I go.

To the two people I owe fic to: it will get done, I promise. Just...not in the next week? At this point it's not so much the time as it is the ability.

( Part Two )

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( Part One )

Super, super quick. THE SOUNDS ARE COMING TO EL PASO.

ON WEDNESDAY.

MY LIT REVIEW IS DUE FRIDAY.

I have never seen The Sounds in person.

Maja Ivarsson is the singer. This is Maja Ivarsson.




AAAAHHHHHH. WANT TO GO SO BADLY.

OK. *deep breath* Everything is going to work out. Everything is going to work out.

I messed up my leg, so I'm not swimming until Sunday. Also, going up to Socorro tomorrow so Mom and I can play hooky and go watch a movie.

Class was....interesting. Apparently my professor noticed I was tired, which is never really a good sign, Elena, who was presenting tonight, completely missed the point of the presentation. COMPLETELY. It was...awkward. I tried very hard to make eye contact and be supportive, but I was so tired I couldn't keep it up the whole time. I mean, it was literally painful. But, oh well. Also? The professor apparently told the other professors how well I did on the first test. Again, nice, but... I still feel obscurely guilty. Oh well. In perspective, that's not a problem at all.

5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive.
1. I ...really feel like crap tonight, so don't know how great these are going to be.
2. Rafa always comes down from the cabinet to greet me. He then goes back when I make it clear he can't suck on my shirt, but that's ok.
3. I'm really considering watching The Office and going to bed.
4. Lost and found my phone yesterday.
5. Animals are adorable.

Rafa has been cuddly like CRAZY for the past few days. I mean, nice, but every time I sit down he's sucking on my shirt. Or playing with my hair.

5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive
1. Chat
2. Class went well today. I taught a worksheet  to 181 and did well. I need to remember to repeat what people say, but other than that it was good.
3. Rafa is snuggly. Like I said above, up/down sides
4. Sex class was fun too. I actually challenged professor and he rephrased. And made careful to clarify everytime after, looking at me each time. But that's ok, I don't mind being known as the kinky girl if it means he reminds us that fetishes are not disorders.
5. new friends!

Watched football today. Depressing. all I can say is both my teams fought long and fought hard.

5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive
1. Good chances won't rain tomorrow.
2. Um, I have eaten healthy today! Moderately!
3. I resisted the urge to buy chocolate!
4. I must pay bills
5. Dog and kittens still adorable. Dakota and I bonded today, havne't done that for awhile.

Today was deeply, deeply satisfying. I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. Well, except talk to my dad, and that clarified some things for me.

I think the reason my sex class bugs me so much is the tone the professor takes. Well, it's not so much the tone, but. Hmm. How to explain this. When he was talking about sadism and masochism he said something to the effect of "I know it's disgusting to you, but some people do this, and you have to keep a straight face while they talk about it." And granted, he may have been playing to us, but the thing is, he shouldn't. He should challenge us, make us think outside our boundaries. That's part of what being a therapist is, dammit.

In that class, everything outside the "norm" is treated as an abnormality. Like sexuality is some defined area and every sexual act or fantasy that falls outside that is deviant. I know that's how we're told we should think, especially as women, but as therapists? We should be fighting AGAINST this mindset, not endorsing it, no matter how tacitly.

Goddamn it. Man, I'm really really annoyed about this. Oh well.

5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive
1. Watching Stardust with my roommate. SO MUCH LOVE FOR THIS MOVIE.
2. I finally posted another fic! Granted, last_panda write the majority of it, but she was fine with me co-opting and writing it. (right? RIGHT?)
3. Lots of soccer to watch tomorrow.
4. Man, I love this movie.
5. Tomorrow, I will finish editing big bang fic.

Title: Helpless
Authors:last_pandaandzoemargaret
Pairing: Josep Guadiola / Bojan Krkić
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: So not real.
A/N: OK, I haven't been posting much fic lately. I blamelast_panda. We chat and gossip and next thing you know, we've come up with this...filthy, filthy, porn. I've tried to make one of those into a readable fic, but I don't know how well I succeeded. Constructive criticism, feedback etc always welcome.

 

( Helpless )