1. Woke up feeling refreshed.
2. Made coffee and waffles.
3. Cuddled with cat.
4. Played with cat.
5. Got dressed and went to work.
6. Watched Classic Who.
7. Started feeling sick.
8. Ate lunch.
9. Felt better.
10. Made a spreadsheet to keep track of my Neopets gallery.
11. DANCE PARTY at my desk.

If I don't have your address, I want it. NOW. I am notoriously bad about remembering to mail stuff out, but just like I said last year, my fingers are crossed that this will be the year that I actually get ALL of my holiday cards out. (Don't believe me? I've got a postcard I meant to send Molly in June still sitting on my desk. Sorry Molly!) Depending on how lazy I get, the cards will either be hand-made glittersplosion cards, or generic Christmas cards.

Comments are screened, but if you'd rather you can e-mail your address to me at megan[dot]c[dot]lim[at]gmail[dot]com.

I feel like there is something else I should be telling y'all but I can't remember what it is, so here is a story (or two) about my wacky mom:

I have been whining for the last few months about wanting a pork loin to cook. I've never done a pork loin before, but I want to try. Unfortunately, I am also cheap and pork loin is just pricey enough that I do not want to spend that much money to experiment. As a joke, I asked for one for Christmas. Now she is threatening to buy one and leave it under the tree all season. That would be a) gross, b) pointless because then it will go bad and I will never get to cook it. Also, this is exactly the kind of crap she teases me with every day.

Still, it's not as bad as when she watched "Blink" and dug out all of the angel statues grandmother has foistered upon us over the years in an attempt to give us God or whatever and arranged them around the house. This continued for THREE MONTHS after she saw the episode. She would move them around every time I left the room.

I'm just glad she hasn't gotten to season six yet.

Title: What He Missed
Fandom: BBC's Sherlock/Doctor Who (Eleventh Doctor)
Characters/pairing: Implied John/Sherlock, one-sided John/Eleventh Doctor
Warnings: No beta and not Brit-picked because this was just a quick thing to keep me entertained at work. Apologies for any errors.
Summary: An old friend comes to visit John, but the good doctor has to decline his generous offer.

Notes: For this prompt at sherlockbbc_fic: Sherlock/Doctor Who crossover: Either Sherlock and Watson on the trail of the Master (and getting taunted every step of the way, of course), or Sherlock having to work with Eleven, or Watson being Eleven's companion. Or all of them, at once. TAKE YOUR PICK. I don't care what other details you throw in, so long as it turns out to be epically awesome. Possibly a bit angsty-er than the original prompter wanted. Feel free to point out any mistakes, since this was so hastily done.

( Sherlock is bored. )

At work, eating healthy:



Also eating like a grown up, as I'm sure you can all see evidenced by my Spider-Man gummies.

After an hour of pulling out my hair trying to figure out why I can't access the network drive on my computer anymore I finally gave up and have been looking at cheap houses.

No really.

This beauty is less than $40k and adorable and yellow. It also already has my kitchen table in it somehow. But now I want it.

Now I am jamming to BNL and trying to convince myself that Jolly Ranchers aren't a decent lunch and I should eat the little frozen pot pie I brought from home.

All day yesterday was spent squeeing over Doctor Who (no, really. I watched "Let's Kill Hitler" three times) and the day before that I sat at home and cried over Doctor Who videos on youtube. I really need to finish the last few eps of Merlin's season 3 before the new one comes on, but all I can think about right now is how much I love the Doctor and all of his companions.

I've also been reading Marvel movie-verse fic since I finally got around to seeing Captain America with my mom. She hated the ending. She kept whining that it wasn't fair that they were just going to stop it there and that we now had to wait until next year to see Avengers. I reminded her we still haven't seen The Incredible Hulk (somehow, idk how that didn't get watched). So we are going to watch that and then I will have to listen to her whine some more.

Looking for another job~ As if finding this one wasn't hard enough. /forever sobbing

My hamster died last week so there was some sadness and moping but now I am less sad and have resolved to not get any more pets whose MAXIMUM lifespan is less than five years. Because really. I just can't handle death very well.

To end this entry on a less depressing note, I found a way to make obnoxious gifs of myself:

Fandom: Doctor Who
Subject: foxrafer's fic, Crossing Into Established Events for scifibigbang (master post here)
Title: If Next Time Is This Time, Then This Time We'll Get It Right

Notes: This is an absolutely wonderful fic. foxrafer has done an absolutely spectacular job of capturing Martha and Nine's voices, as well as creating a unique relationship between the two. It was so nice to see Martha interact with the Doctor without having Rose overshadow how completely amazing she is and how much ingenuity she has.

This is one of those rare mixes where I hit the nose at fifteen tracks, which is significant for me because fifteen is what I consider to be a perfect amount of tracks because you get the number by multiplying my two favorite numbers--five and three. Just wanted to brag a little about that because I love it when the right songs just happen to be one of my favorite numbers :)

Fandom: Doctor Who
Subject: Rory Williams/Amy Pond
Title: Legs to Walk Me Back to You

Notes: This isn't so much of Rory/Amy mix as it is a "Rory loves Amy but the writers like to fake us out repeatedly with hints of Amy/The Doctor so we and Rory are left constantly wondering even though we know Rory will always love Amy and Amy loves The Doctor just not like she loves Rory and in the end it will always be Rory and if it came down to a choice between the two of them Amy has and will always choose Rory because even though he's real The Doctor is still her imaginary friend and Rory is her real friend and real love." And that is my long-winded head canon about the Rory/Amy/The Doctor triangle that keeps coming up even though the subject is closed, so very closed, at least in my mind.

Fandom: Doctor Who
Subject: Donna Noble
Title: She Who Can Sail No More
Warnings: Usually when I make a mix, I only use .mp3 files. However I have yet to install everything I need on my (new~) laptop/figure out Windows 7, so this mix is comprised of several different file types (.mp3, .wma, .m4a). I apologize if this is an inconvenience to anyone. This is also why some of the tracks have the correct album art while others don't.
Notes: Because Donna Noble is the baddest of bad asses and should have traveled with the Doctor forever.

Seriously wtf is wrong with my asthma. And my tummy hurts, although that is probably not related. Hot tea and soup for tonight with some crackers and hopefully I will feel better tomorrow night and will be able to get yummy things at Movie Tavern.

Going to watch The Stolen Earth/Journey's End with Mom tonight. I think she'll like it because two Tennants but dislike it because of Donna.

Blah blah blah words. More later, after Harry Potter to share my feelings.

Spent the weekend staring mindlessly at the computer screen at work. On Sunday I got off and really didn't want to be alone at home so I called Beth up and wheedled Rob and we all went out for Mexican and ice cream. There was a creepy guy at Taco Cabana staring at us, but considering our decision to leave lead to us getting ice cream, I am a-ok with that.

Monday saw me doing some shopping with Mom and we found some shoes for Lauren's wedding. Hopefully they'll go with the dress. I was kind of nervous buying them since I haven't even seen the dress in person, but they were what Lauren wanted (white sandals with a stacked "wood" heel/wedge) and were on super sale. Crossing my fingers they'll work because it'll be too late to return them by the time I get the dress.

Today was A Very Not Good Day. My asthma's been bothering me all day and starting late afternoon I started feeling the effects of not breathing. Felt so worn out that I decided it would be a Lump Day and settled in Mom's room to watch Merlin. I also discovered her blu-ray player can play Youtube videos so I looked up some Harry Potter music videos and almost cried. Then I took a shower and then my body started hurting. Somewhere in the middle of all of this I managed to drag myself up to do a load of laundry so I'd have something to wear to work tomorrow. That is huge.

And then I rewatched Turn Left and I have so many feelings. SO. MANY. FEELINGS.

And now I am staring at the clock and trying to will myself up to clear my bed off so I can go to sleep because I have work tomorrow morning.

~THE END~