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Holy fuck it's been a while since I posted here. This is mostly because health and work have been teaming up to kick my ass. No lie. If you follow me on Twitter, it's been a roller coaster of "I hate teachers FML" and "sick again FML". Unfortunately, this little thing called Faerii Needs A Paycheck guarantees that being falling-over ill with Probably Strep is no excuse. I essentially slapped a biohazard sign up on my door and hid away. (I can't afford to go to a doctor to diagnose it, but if it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck and my boss's kid just sprouted feathers along with the rest of his class, it's a fucking duck. And then it segued into something less painful but that includes coughing. Twice. Last weekend I had a relapse and slept through almost all of Saturday.)

Simultaneously, this summer at work we're migrating to an upgraded, hosted system. Because the rest of the world is useless, most of the work is on the shoulders of my little department. This essentially means cleaning courses, double-checking their coding and transferring them over, which is scheduled to be my life until July 18th. I finally caught up with work, and my boss is at a conference this week and thus unable to assign me more, so (barring disaster) I have the next three days back to normal! (collapses)

Papa is still visiting Emma, and may go see his sister on the way home, whenever he comes home. Since they're both in their 80s, this strikes me as an excellent idea. But Papa not being home means Mom's canceled her plans to visit until October. (siiiiigh) Father's day was not as rough as I'd expected, mostly because when I called to wish my dad a happy one, his phone kept losing signal and he couldn't be assed to move to the porch so we can talk. (thumbs up) Good to know my priority level.

As you may be able tell by the subject, in the whirl of everything I managed to see X-Men: First Class. It is an incredibly groovy movie, and you all should see it. I had issues with it, but other people have explained them better than I could. So I'll just shoo you out the door and then wait for you to come back gushing. And after that, You should watch this. TEARS IN MY EYES.

As a result of this movie, I've 1) grown ridiculously jealous of the comment counts in that fandom 2) feel extremely smug that I spotted the epic homoerotic subtext between Magneto and Xavier ages ago, 3) decided to introduce "groovy" into my daily vocabulary, to thus-far pleasant results and 4) privately decided that Erik and Charles never broke up and kissed and got married and had adorable mutant babies forever (yes, in the 60s). Thus all of the ANGST AND TRAGEDY AND WOE AND OMG THE EMOOOOOOOO in all of the fic is totally AU and I can enjoy it without lasting repercussions.

That being said, if I don't get some happy endings in that fandom soon I'm going to have to do something drastic.

I may end up writing Avengers/Thor/XFC crack crossover of some sort, just to get it out of my system. Be warned.

Big Bang came together and then fell apart again. :\ I've been making myself write 1k a day, and geeze Louise is it weird. I had a nice plot outline that I've since abandoned and I quite literally do not know what I'm going to write about for my next thousand. [personal profile] valtyr has, ever so kindly, talked me down from what I knew was a mistake. (I blame Rhodey, he's the one who sprung it on me and what was I supposed to do? Tell the Colonel no? Pretty sure that's illegal.)

Erm. Backing up. SPOILERS AHOY.

Okay, I'm writing the sequel to Without Irony (which I think may be titled Per Expectations). Besides the architectural issues of first person and present tense that are carried over from WI, this fic also has the problem of having started with the big battle. Essentially, it's the reverse of the usual structure, which simply doesn't work in most cases. TL;DR, this fic requires a rising climax of a B-plot that parallels the falling action of WI's A-plot. Or else it's going to drag and go nowhere. As much faith as I have in them, I don't think Steve and Tony eventually boinking would be enough.

Around 15k (or two days ago), Rhodey was bonding with Tony and suddenly went, You know what? We need you to be Director of HAMMER.

To which Tony and I both went AS;LDFKJGH WHAT NO.

And Rhodey said, Dude. We need someone who can get their hands dirty, knows the ropes and is totally expendable when the shit hits the fan.


Come on, bro.

This was such a bad idea. I knew it. Tony knew it. Steve... didn't actually know it, because Steve is being ridiculous right now. He has reason, but still. Anyway, [personal profile] valtyr tackled me down off that ledge, thank goodness, because I don't see how that could have ended in anything but tears and a big messy splat. But now I'm left without a B-plot. Well, technically I have B-plot options. Just nothing that jumps out at me. :(

Maybe I'll just go with puppies. And kittens. FLUFFY BABIES FOR EVERYONE.
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