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[tsukinofaerii]

With Papa again. He's watching a (American) football game. Well, he is now. When I got here he was watching the clock. :/ The first thing he said to me was "another day and no sign of Devon or Bree". I swear, the next time I see my cousins, there are going to be Words. I know neither of them deal with death or old age well, but if they don't get their asses down here to visit more often then I'm going to take a layer off of their hides. DX RAWR.

In other news, no writing has been accomplished today. Instead, I've spent most of it cleaning to the sweet sounds of the RHPS soundtrack. It's giving me unhealthy ideas about the parallels between Rocky and Cap. This is so Not Good. On the other hand I can see carpet in my room again, and when I get home I may suck it up and attempt to wash dishes.

I managed a ridicous amount of writing last night though. A thousand words on Tony + Whiskey for my bingo card (a pause for the collective D: faces) and about 3,500 words on Natasha/Pepper. I finally dealt with the Canon Relationship! Huzzah! Now I just need to figure out where "Natalie" would take Pepper to get her mind off of Tony. I so know nothing about partying, much less partying on the sort of budget they're likely to have. D: I suppose I'm just going to have to trawl Google. Or, you know, pull something out of thin hot air, but I would like to avoid that.

Only thing left on my bingo card before I have a line is Bloodloss. Having a massive vampire AU, I think I can manage that.

All in all, today has been a good day.

Comments

[shinineko1.livejournal.com]

...You know...I seriously feel sorry for him. The least the two brats could have done was come down when he initially broke it and spent some time with him so it wasn't all on your shoulders -_-*

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

I don't think their schedule would change mine. It's just... IDK what to tell him when he says things like that. I want to make excuses, but we both know it's bullshit. Devon and Brittany did the same damned thing when Nana started getting sick—they withdrew because they couldn't deal (as kids their parents would say things like "the dog ran away" or "we sold your horse" instead of explaining death). Then she died and apparently neither of them learned anything from that. Papa only has a broken hip, but he's 86 fucking years old! They have to suck it up some time.

[shinineko1.livejournal.com]

Way to make him feel loved though. Seriously. *cuddles* I'm sorry I can't be there to help honey.