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Okay, it's almost week on and I finally watch HLV again. And, well, I can say this, my head canon is still going strong... it was forged in the fires of Kripke hell and survived the age of Gamble the Destroyer, now it is taking on that deepest of evils- Moftiss.

Nah, you know that little part of you that just has to find a way to explain everything, a way to make Dean treating Cas like shit 'alright', and Cas being an evil psycho angel who didn't go to Dean in the first place *head desk and repeat* be understandable and more to the point fixable (and by the way PTB, we of fandom could have offered you many, many suggestions on how to do this), a way to bring Gabe back, a way to explain Lisa without being all bashy... yeah, that kind of head canon. It's been going to work on all the wtf bits of HLV, and slowly I am coming to terms with a lot of it (my brain just kinda short-circuits when it gets down to what Sherlock knew about Mary and can't get past that, but give me time, I'm sure I'll come up with something before series 4 comes along).

Anyway, just putting that out there. 'm gonna go back to oogling tumblr and being sick... though surprisingly these two things are not related... at least this time they arent't.
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Okay, now that I’m calmer, I’m gonna try to look at this whole mess objectively. We’re gonna start with some of the stuff I’ve already discussed with Mia about Sign of Three and hopefully go from there.

***SPOILERS*** for S03E02-03 )

Okay, I’m going to go stealthily slit ppls throats on Uto, take out some of this lovely aggression. Still, hate them, still pissed, but more rational, so, it’ll get there.
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So, I've been on a movie watching kick the last few days (figured I needed a break from all the angsty/heavy drama stuff I've been watching) and since I've been pretty much ignoring everyone (nothing personal just were the brain is), I thought maybe I'd share y unsolicited and most like unpopular opinions. :P

I was looking for suspense/horror...
this is what I got... (pls forgive my short not-so-good summaries, I have a hard enough time writing my fic summaries, so...)

Oh, the horror!!! (or not) )

The dental nightmare is being nightmarish. The stitches came out last Thursday and promptly on Friday I started having horrible, horrible pain in one of the teeth next to the pins. It felt like someone had gripped the tooth in a pair of pliers and was twisting it... I'm having to take as much or more painkillers than after the surgery to make it stop hurting. And yes, I went back for an emergency appt on Monday and they don't know what's wrong. There may be the beginnings of an infection, but it wasn't big enough on the x-ray to be sure, the tooth that's hurting had a cap put on it a couple months ago and it was/is a lot bigger than the original tooth ever was and they said I was biting on it too hard... it's actively loose. :( Anyway, they filed it down so hopefully I won't bite so hard and want me to follow up with my regular dentist, unfortunately his next available appt isn't until early November, but they did tell me not to hesitate to call if the pain keeps up. Yay-rah! :/

HRH and I are going at it most of the time these days. She's constantly whining about not getting to watch telly every single time she wants, and complaining about me watching my baseball and forensic shows. *sighs* I really do not understand. Pup got ESPN America for the sole purpose of allowing me to watch my baseball- I say she got it because I hadn't so much as asked for it, but she'd seen how much I was watching it when we first moved in and they hadn't set up all the cable blocks for the channels we weren't supposed to get- yet I'm not allowed to actually watch it. And all of them are all like "didn't you watch this game yesterday/the other day" and don't seem to understand the concept of 'series'. *head desk* Anyway, now that it's the post-season I'm being much bitchier about it, which is not going over well at all. So many fights... Top it off with HRH's continued refusal to help out around the house- and she's constantly blaming it on things like not having this or that fancy cleaner or not being able to watch telly or, and this is my favourite, not being up to it because she's been out with her friends all day/night... this does not make me empathize with her. *sighs*

I'm still getting better at this attacking business in Utopia. :D I actually came out really well from our last war. Hehe. And sensei introduced me to plunder attacks >:) it's like thief ops with your army, lol. I like stealing other ppls things. Yes, I am evil, but it's soooooooo much fun.

I haven't written anything in ages. I was just taking a break... and now I have all these half formed ideas niggling at me and the [community profile] merlin_holidays exchange to do, but nothing wants to actually start. :/ But once I get the teeth pain under control I plan to try to actually focus on that.

Oh, yes... I got a call today from the ppl doing my Aspie eval, and they asked if they could bump me over to Stockholm, since it will be a lot quicker, like before the end of the year type quicker. :D Still haven't heard about the therapist, and still not doing good on the whole... too close to the edge among other things. About lost it when some pushy bint started tapping my arm- not my shoulder, my arm... there... at least I didn't round on her, but still spent most of the day uber on edge. *sigh* I really am not doing good, well, not as good as I was, still, hella better than it used to be.

In a random sports note- the Cards made the post-season!!! Of course, so did the Nats, the O's, and the Braves, if only in a fight for the wildcard spot. I'm routing for the Cards as you might expect... it kinda sucks that the three teams I like in the NL are all up against each other in the first wave of post-season games, lol. Although, at least I'll know early on who I've got to choose between. :)

ETA- Well, that was fun. I stuck to my guns and told HRH I wasn't feeding her since she wasn't helping out- it's been over two weeks since I made the declaration. This led to a huge blow up with much yelling and calling me names and did I mention the yelling? Screeching would be more accurate. Anyway... she finally did some of her dishes- slamming and clashing and leaving stuff in the sink rather than putting it up; I'm surprised she managed to do it without breaking anything. Pup even went off about the mess in the living room and how she just spreads her shit all over the place... *sighs* I hold no illusions that this will be the end of things, more likely the beginning, but at least she knows I mean what I say now.

And now that I am nicely stressed out by that screaming fit HRH just had, I think I am going to curl up with my sore tooth and my warm cuddly cardigan and watch some bad movies until the Cards-Nats game comes on.
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*sighs* She did it again. Hit me. Twice. She missed that spot on my arm, but she came close. I haven't totally freaked out. She locked herself in the bathroom with the phone... Pup didn't call or text, so I don't know what happened with that and part of me doesn't care...

Good(ish) news, I got an e-mail from my bank and they've offered to send me a new card with a new number and expedite it at no charge. They verified AGAIN the address, so we'll see. *crosses fingers*

Their doing the big surgery on my teeth next week and 'm starting to get nervous, not too bad or anything, just you know "oh, gods, they're filing my teeth... then they're putting in implants- IMPLANTS," so you know, the usual, lol.

...in completely random and silly/disturbing babbling- A few weeks ago Pup was looking at one of her movie ordering websites and they were pushing "The Seven Percent Solution" and apparently Pup hadn't seen or heard of it, and how she can say she's a Sherlockian hasn't heard or seen that I can't fathom. Anyway, that, erm, silly?, strange?, whatever, Sherlock Holmes with Matt Frewer (it was "The Whitechapel Vampire" in case you're interested) was on at the time and I was watching it waiting for my game to come on. It takes a while, but she finally notices, and starts talking about this Sherlock Holmes movie she wants to find- she gets as far as Sherlock Holmes in present day and I roll my eyes ('cause I know she's not talking about Sherlock) and say, ""The Return of Sherlock Holmes", he's in the States right, defrosted?"And we all know how I feel about that one, right? Anyway she says, "Yeah. I love that one." At which point I'm glad I wasn't drinking or else it would have been spewed all over my comp, lol. I mean seriously THAT? She loves THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am torn between trying to find it for her and burying the conversation somewhere deep where I won't have to look at it ever again, lol. *shakes head* I mean, really... is she serious????????? *sighs* Oh, well.
Speaking of, anybody know when Elementary is starting? I want to know when to try to hide it from Pup, lol.

AAAAANNNNNDDDDDDDD.................. This is one of the stranger things I will ever say- but Arthur and I met John Barrowman yesterday. :P Not a terribly odd statement in general, until you consider the fact that I'm in BFE Sweden and she was in Glasgow. *hugs her Arthur* She went to a book signing thing with John Barrowman yesterday and not only did she get him to autograph it to me, but she got me on a Skype vid call and basically introduced my to him and his sister, he said hi to me and everything. It was one of the sweetest things anybody's ever done. I was grinning like an idiot as much over Arthur doing that as "meeting" him. :D *grins like an idiot*

And now, Pup's home and with any luck we will be watching "The Avengers" in a few. *crosses fingers*
heavenlyxbodies: (Merlin donkey!Arthur invalid)
Greetings from Cas m2!
So after a few days of awful- ranging from missed buses, messed up groceries, and general bad day-ness to Cas dying a slow and painful death and Fanboy and I discovering HS has been Skyping and send pics of her in her underwear to a 16yro... and he was one of the younger ones, we found one guy who was like 32. And we found out the we were right and she was really sneaking off downtown to meet a boy/boys... we just didn't know how old they were (Pup has the horrible tendency to believe her, and tell me I'm being overbearing or paranoid *sigh*). So, yeah. And Pup wonders why I keep saying we need to keep an eye on HS on-line and off. And Pup won't let me put the parental controls on to keep her from going to some of the sites she's going to- a 10yro has no business being on strangers.se and the like. Anyway, after those wonderful few days I got the money to go get a new laptop... things have been a bit more normal since then. And after some careful hunting and speaking with my parrot Cas m2 is now fully equipped. I even got Photoshop CS6 installed (still trying to figure it out, but it's installed... we'll see if it lasts, I can always go back to my trusty Gimp if needs be :D ).

...and everything else )

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I did it, or we did it. Battle Hymns is up and I am now squeezing ppls hands and hiding behind them. (yes, Mia, this means you... and Arthur, and I promise I won't cut off the circulation this time)
So yeah, if ppl are interested...
Title: Battle Hymns- on LJ; on DW; on AO3 (coming soon)
Author: [personal profile] heavenlyxbodies
Pairing: John/Sherlock (mostly pre-slash)
Rating: R (for disturbing imagery)
Spoilers: general S2
Feedback: Makes me happy, just play nice
Disclaimer(s) can be found here
Beta: [profile] phnx_reader, any remaining mistakes are mine, and probably me ignore her advice.
Warnings/Squicks (nota bene- some of these warnings are for things only mentioned in passing, but as the entire work may contain triggers I wanted to try to cover everything): may contain triggers, disturbing imagery, torture, PTSD, flashbacks, mentions/description of death of non-canon characters
Summary: Sherlock returns, whole, but battered and not just on the outside. There are things he's done, things he's discovered that he can't tell John. But the signs are there and it's only a matter of time before those secrets come out. Deals with Sherlock and what happened in those three years and how he copes with it now (mainly the latter), and how John copes with him.
Written for [profile] johnlockbigbang 2012 with absolutely awesome and incredible art by [profile] tinnny, go see for yourself, it's truly amazing art!

heavenlyxbodies: (JM Burundi)
So I survived the amusement park. It was actually a lot of fun. HS didn't have any screaming sessions and HRH only got in one fight with Fanboy, lol. Somehow, I got browbeaten talked into going on the Free Fall with HS (no one else would brave it, lol)- it was fun, I didn't even burst anyone's eardrums with my screaming. And they had a couple new coasters, including a wooden one, well, partly wooden. I think it was designed to give the overall feel of a wooden coaster, which it did admirably, with the added support of a steel support structure. Whatever the idea, it was brilliant. :D I could have happily ridden that one all day, lol.

We went up to this shopping centre a couple days before that- it's the only proper 'mall' they have imo and it was actually pretty big, and... I bought stuff!!!!! I finally found my pens! And Pup promptly gave me a hard time for not buying a million of them, lol. I told her that's why I bought two and not just one. The things last me forever even with how much I hand write fic and research notes and stuff, my last one lasted me over six months, so two is plenty. I also bought new leggings, a tank top, and a light weight 'cardigan'- big spending there, lol. I also got the nerve up to ask Pup to help me order new jeans and a top from this one catalogue, haven't done it yet, but I actually spoke up about something I need/want. *is proud*

This walking thing is still only making me feel worse. :/ Sometimes I wonder if it'd actually make me feel better if I went at night. Night's always better for me, so maybe it'd work then. I don't know, just something else to think about and deal with.

Doc said I'm alive and all my tests were within normal range for a type 2 diabetic- he even took me off one of my diabetes meds (not that big a deal when you consider that the pharmacies 'round here have a problem getting it in so I haven't been properly on it for almost a year, still I'm diabetic and almost a decade ago they said I'd be on insulin within the year- I wasn't, and now they've taken off two of my three diabetes meds, so it's all good; and ohhhhhh, look at this run-on sentence, a parenthetical one even :P ) and said they could increase the dosage of the one I'm on if needs be, another oddity, since I was told I was on the max dosage, hence the other two diabetes meds. Whatever, it's a good thing. :D

I'm going slightly nuts with Utopia. My KD's leadership is not what it should be, but he's been the monarch there for YEARS, so it's not like I can call him out on any of it. *grr* And compared to a lot of KDs he's good. I have a friend who's moving to another KD with a friend of his and he wants me to go with him. Me and two others, basically those of us who actually planned and tried to run proper wars and kept us from getting thoroughly wasted in the ones we were in. But I don't think his friend likes me... I'm a thief and she mainly wants attackers. :/ And she totally verbally bitch-slapped me when I asked what she thought about doing a T/A. My friend says he'll help me go attacker, I've only ever been T/M or hybrid, and he really wants me there (and he's helping me figure out a way to go T/A without officially going T/A, lol), but I don't think their monarch is gonna let me in, and there's less than a day left before the Age resets. *sighs* I really want to be in a working KD. I really want to stay a thief, but I can try attacker if I'm in a decent KD. Sometimes I think I expect too much since I was monarch for four Ages, years ago, I have standards that other monarchs don't. And do not misinterpret that- I do not want to be monarch again; I just have ideas on how a KD should be run. Oh, well, we'll see what today brings.

I did drop the blog!fic out of the big bang and I feel better about it, now I can sort it out properly and not try to force it out. It was a good decision. Now, if I could only get my Giles voice to work properly, I could finish Briana's b-day fic... *sighs* If it's not one thing, it's another, lol. On a happier or at least more satisfying note, my other big bang fic, Battle Hymns, is all wrapped up; put the finishing touches on it last night and my artist has done some absolutely amazing art for it. :D
In related news:
I GOT MY POSTING DATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The 15th of August if anyone's wondering. It's the last fic to go up. I'm excited! And terrified; like I told Arthur, I'm gonna be a wreck and hiding behind her once it goes up- I always get freaked when I post to a new fandom, or to a big bang, and with this I'm doing both! *head desk* (No, I'm not counting my 221B, since I only posted it on AO3 and it's a bloody sappy drabble; this 'll be my first proper foray into Sherlock fandom... why do I do this to myself again? Oh, yes, Glutton For Punishment.)

Okay, Mys' shutting up now; got dishes that need doing and drying laundry that needs tending and all those other lovely housey things.

heavenlyxbodies: (JM Burundi)
Good news-

It looks like they finally fixed my SSD! Yay, I'm crazy again!!!! Seriously, all it took was sending the paperwork in three times to two different offices, getting ignored by my caseworker and have her refuse to arrange to talk to me (or to my mom who has my POA for just such occasions *head desk*) and tell me I need to talk to another office, but not give me the contact info, and a nasty note sent in with the last set of paperwork saying just that... but I still haven't received any notification, just a magically appearing deposit in my bank account from Soc Sec. *sighs* One day I will figure it out, but not today; today I am just accepting something good happening and not looking at it too closely.
On a related note, Mys went shopping! And yes, this is Mys' idea of a shopping spree. I bought a new backpack, I've had my other one for 8 or 9 years and it was secondhand when I got it, lol. I bought new shoelaces from the place that has the shoelaces that I don't kill within a month, and insoles for my boots. A new writing pad, the other one only had about 5 blank pages left and considering it's gotten me through 3 big bang fics over the course of two years and a handful of other smaller fics I needed to take notes on, I didn't feel too guilty about it. I also bought a pen! I finally found a fine point blue Pilot, not the kind I wanted, but considering how hard it is to find a fine point pen of any kind around here, I'll take it, lol. Oh, and socks! I was down to my last two pair from the ones I got winter before last. We're planning to go up to Stockholm this week and I thoroughly plan to buy books at the Sci-Fi Bookstore, now whether or not I actually find anything I haven't read or have is another matter entirely, lol. And there is an outside chance I may see about getting new boots, the ones I have I got two years ago and after two Swedish winters they're showing their age, and some new jeans, I'm down to one pair and they're, uhh, whatdya call the ones that only come to your calf? Whatever, it's a pair of those that I've had to patch up twice already, of course, I've had them since before I moved here, so they're doing pretty good for being about 6 or 7 years old, lol. See, I'm really good at this spending spree thing, *tongue firmly planted in cheek* lol. It's the one cliché thing about BP I don't really suffer from; don't get me wrong, I can go on a binge just like anyone else, but that's the thing it's like anyone else, not like someone in the throes of a mania, or maybe it is... it's the one of the only times I'll actually say I want something, of course, most ppl just take that as me getting past my other dx's... so few docs understand the difference, but that's another tale.

I've gotten previews of some of the art for Battle Hymns!!!! It's brilliant! *hugs art* And she's trying to do something from the scene(s) Mia and I asked for (nearly impossible in my opinion, so I'm just soaring on the fact that she's trying to do it :D ).

Not so good news-

My blood sugar is all over the place, so the doc is running all sorts of tests, which is good I guess, at least this guy's taking me seriously. I'll know more Monday. *crosses fingers*

I hate my shrink. I've calmed down about the therapy thing, Pup keeps telling me I over-reacted and that he really does want to get me a therapist- nothing I heard said that, but I was already freaking out so I'm trying to at least tell myself I believe her. *sigh* I'm managing to get a 'list' thing together for him- slowly- I just don't see how to make these things "measurable", but I'm trying.

Oh, and I finally started watching S7... only four eps in... and not exactly a happy camper, but I have yet to attack the tv, so it's a start- I'm making Fanboy sit through it with me, which helps, gives me someone to rant at, lol.

Bad news-

I'm 99% sure I'm dropping out of the JLBB, well, the blog!fic one... it's just killing me. Every time I think I'm getting somewhere I go over it and realize it's either utter garbage or taking the story in a direction I don't want to go... I swear I've deleted enough for at least three 10k+ fics. And now I'm trying something a bit different that involves writing blog entries for John, so I went and read over all the entries on the BBC page... my gods, they are AWFUL! I mean seriously, if I was reading that, guh... if it were a fic I would actually stop reading and put the author on my mental 'Do Not Read' list. And do you have any idea how hard it is to mimic that kind of awful writing?!?!?!?! *rocks head in hands* Kill me now, pls...

I have two other birthday fics I'm supposed to be writing and that one *points angrily upwards* is totally fic-blocking me. Grrrr.
Brianna, one of those is yours, and I will get it done if I have to stab the blog!fic through the heart with a nice sharp stake to keep it pinned down and out of my way!

Back to the shrink. He was getting on me about not getting out and walking and stuff like that. Which, I know, walking and exercise are supposed to help with endorphins or whatever it's supposed to release, so to humour him and Pup I've been walking to the store and taking the bus home (I always walk to and from the close store, this is the big one), and walking downtown and back (when I'm coming back and not going to the store)... it's only making me feel worse. I told Pup I was being good and walking places, she was all upset because I wasn't telling her how much better I felt... I told her the truth- I feel worse; drained and stressed out and not so much tired as just uber lethargic with no energy or interest in doing anything. She just glared at me and went back to her writing. *sigh* It's not my fault the 'magic' cure (or aid rather) isn't working and it's not my fault that it's just exacerbating the down I'm already on... Now, I just wonder if the doc'll believe me. :/

heavenlyxbodies: (JM rum)
Well, I’m still alive if anyone’s interested. The dentist has not managed to kill me yet, though I think he gave it a good try yesterday, lol.
I ate a popsicle last Friday! The Clan did not understand the value of this… I’ve never been able to actually eat as in bite into and chew a popsicle before. It was novel to say the least. :)
I should know by August/September if my bone can take the implants or if it’ll be permanent bridges, either way it’s gonna be weird, ‘m having enough trouble getting used to the prosthesis and the cap, well, that’s not exactly true, I am used to them, I’m just not used to having teeth that sit properly or for that matter are whole.

In other news, for those who may have missed it, I finished Battle Hymns (aka the-fic-I’m-not-supposed-to-be-writing) and it’s off with my Brit-picker, but, more than that, it’s off with my artist! *chews lip nervously*

In other, other news, my other (wonder if I can fit any more “other”s into this sentence) fic, the infamous blog!fic, is dying a slow and painful death. :/ Okay, so it might not be that bad, but it feels like it, and unfortunately it has as much to do with my head as anything. I can’t think straight, literally. My brain feels like ‘m playing a game of Frogger… in the dark… without my glasses on... complete with the ensuing headache.
I wonder if I tell my doc that if he’d understand. I miss the last guy, he was better… I hate this not being able to choose my p-doc, but that’s something else entirely.

*takes deep breath* Okay, now, I think I can get back to the fic ‘m reading, and who knows maybe eventually get some of my own work done- hey, I can dream, can’t I!!!!!

heavenlyxbodies: (SPN smite)
The road so far... (in which Mys' life feels too much like S3 of SPN, if only in my head)

  • finally get a call back from the psych ward and they give me appt with someone I've never heard of on the 31st

  • get the paper with the doc's name and exact time for the appt and, unless I'm completely off, they book me with a psychologist not a psychiatrist. *head desk* This is useless for me wanting/needing my cocktail messed with.

  • I can barely be bothered with anything, even tumblr

  • when I am over there I wind up all angsty and upset (more than is called for) over three generations of Reichenbach and random acts of Jeremy Brett.

  • I've been working through my Who, and am at, well, the change over from Ten to Eleven... just thinking about it makes me disturbingly weepy

  • it was the SPN finale last night, and damn it, I kinda want to watch it, even though I hear it's big

  • and just now, one of the other players in my game (the only thing I am really being any good at being bothered with 'cause, hey, casting spells and stealing things from ppl makes me happy) has sent what is either a badly worded encouragement or, to my way of thinking right now, insults under a flimsy veil of half-arsed sarcasm.

  • I think I'll just go to bed and cry now.

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Somebody tell me not to watch my tumblr when it's the Reichenbach anniversary... I've been on the verge of tears all day. I was fine until they broke out Canon and Granada and the combo of all three is just KILLING me!

*slinks off to watch her tumblr*
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So, I did something my shrink might be proud of... I opened a side blog on tumblr and put up a bunch of my gifs, mostly (like 99%) my Sherlock ones, and my 221B. I'm thinking of trying to use it as a dump site for my gifs (obviously) and maybe some of my strange half fics/drabbles that have no real place in other fic or much of a chance of becoming fic in their own right. We'll see. It's locked down atm to spare ppl having to witness my butchery, or more likely to spare me from their butchery, but it's hard to tell...

I've started to get scared about the dental thing... it's like this low hum of anxiety that every now and then pops it's head up and screams THEY'RE TAKING YOUR TEETH then drops back down to just lying there snickering at me. And it didn't help the panic attack I had today. Some damnable thing event dooha downtown had ppl and children everywhere, and I had been sent to the sweets store... you couldn't move for the damn things they were everywhere under foot over foot slamming into you and just... yeah, it was a small miracle I made it out of there, and a full blown second coming type miracle I didn't blow up or start screaming and hitting ppl. I would've been proud if I could even catch my breath. So, yeah...

For the record, my fic is being weird. I wrote the same scene no less than three times- two of them on the same day. I thought I'd fixed it when I managed to merge those two, then I found the third which I'd forgotten I'd written. *head desk* That and the fact that my John muse is so not being helpful in one of them and my Sherlock muse is being well, erm, troubled in the other... I think I may have broke him. :(

Okay, going back to my fic and obsessing over tumblr, writing good.

heavenlyxbodies: (TP librarian)
Soooooo, long time, no post...
First off, 'm fine or as fine as I ever am.. okay, nevermind, lol.

A bunch of random stuff you don't want to know )

In a minute 'm gonna post something else, so I apologize if it looks like 'm spamming, promise I don't mean to and there shouldn't be anything else today, k.

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OMGs I was looking for something else and just found out (like a year after the fact) that Edward Hardwicke died last year. *wibbles* I was actually fighting back tears when I saw that... I don't do that. :/
Of course, on the upside I found the name of that damn play he and Jeremy Brett did... the one that, literally tears on the pages, made me cry when heard about it 'cause it was basically my, not head canon, but head 'what if' (if I'd known then what I know now I would say it was my first fully formed plot bunny- now, remember this was some two decades ago, so I think I can be forgiven what is now a common concept). And really come to think on it Gatiss and Moffat probably took a page from there... hmm, I hadn't thought about that before, but it would explain why my brain became obsessed with finding proof of it's existence right after the Fall (most ppl have no idea what 'm on about, hence the need for proof, lol)...now I feel the need to poke at my own brain. I wonder how hard it'll be to track down a script for this thing? (item 264 of the to do list)

Woot! I also found the damn rip-off movie CBS did back in '87. Hmm, now, that was what, a year after Granada's Holmes came out... do I detect a trend??????? Not only can they not have an original idea, they recycle a flopped one from 25yrs ago. Okay so that one involved cryogenics, which just instantly screams BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD, but still...

Pup's having surgery Friday when 'm at the dentist. It's kinda a big deal- nerve stuff. Now, here's the thing, and don't get me wrong 'm not belittling this AT ALL, I'm worried about the surgery, too. Anyway, she says to me today that she's going to not be sleeping much between now and Friday, so she'll be snappier and all because of it. Okay, fair enough, wouldn't expect anything less. What got me was the 'ppl take things too seriously and I can't go around watching what I say worrying about offending someone'... it was all I could do not to scream. I mean, really? You, who takes great pleasure in saying cruel things for fun, who makes fun of my writing, who constantly gives me shit about being on-line, who, and this is the kicker, goes off if I so much as voice a contradictory opinion, or say even the slightest thing, even if it's in jest, about any of her shows or food, let's not forget food- I hate sausage, not like brats and kielbasa and proper sausage, or even like sausage patties or links, but like well, it's more like a huge arsed hot dog, which I only like beef hot dogs for all that's worth- anyway, a few weeks ago I finally got tired of the sausage and told her, she hit the roof and is still being uber-bitch saying I don't like her cooking. I just mean how dare she say she 'watches what she says so not to offend ppl' when she sure as hells doesn't do it now, at least with me. And let's not even talk about the part where she said "ppl", meaning me are, "over sensitive". *head desk and repeat*

Ohhh, and in the realm of completely useless and of zero interest to anyone- I now have a Sherlock Heavenly Bodies icon, yay, me! It also seems that in my head Sherlock is green... well, I mean, Spander is red, Dean/Cas is blue, Arthur/Merlin is kinda an amalgam of blue and red (I blame the neckerchiefs... and Arthur's blue sex shirt), and apparently Sherlock is green... I should probably examine that more closely, but right now I'm just gonna go with it, lol.

heavenlyxbodies: (Sherlock Sherlock oysters)
ANDREAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *dancesflailsdances*


Reichenbach *flailsCRIESflails*

heavenlyxbodies: (Sherlock Sherlock jaded)
So, I was checking to see what time/who was in the Melodifestivalen tonight and whose beautiful grey eyes do I see staring out of the tv mag at me (manhandling the violin, I might add)... and I thus I realize...

HOLY FUCK, SHERLOCK PREMIERES TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*squeals and runs around in circles as if she hadn't already seen it multiple times in the past month*

Erm, sorry, just I hadn't realized and the last time it took us two YEARS to get it. *flails*

---And a question for those handful of you who I showed that 221B to... is it gen or slash or pre-slash or ???
...just I was actually getting the nerve up to post it somewhere and realized I couldn't tell what category my own fic fell into. *head desk*

heavenlyxbodies: (Sherlock Sherlock jaded)
So, I guess it's 'cause of where my head is, as opposed to where it should be, but I got the itching to read some, erm, triggery fic, PTSD and that sort of thing, I guess I was looking for some comfort, even if it was seeing/reading one of my characters going through it and getting the comfort they needed... I have since decided that these ppl are morons. No offence really meant by that 'cause a lot of them get the PTSD basics right, but they don't seem to be able to fit it to the character- I find THAT infuriating and it kinda leaves me completely unfulfilled and more than a little angry. 'm not sure I should be, since most of the ppl who get the PTSD part right have probably lived it, but I still find it upsetting... I know it can be done, 've seen it done, moulded to the characters and their particular psyche. *sighs* I guess I just expect too much from fandom.
heavenlyxbodies: (Bradley wibble)
*glomps all over Mia and Arthur* I wrote 1000 words of the damn reverseBB! See, I took your advice and pushing. ♥ (now to just do that another 4 times over, lol)

So, I got six stitches above my tooth, and it bleeds a lot, and hurts like all hells, but it's done and hopefully this'll stop the random infection things I get when I get sick, too. :) And no I didn't put on Reichenbach... I put on TGG, lol. Almost fell asleep twice 'cause I was just you know going that far away. And it should probably bother someone out there that I find multiple murders terribly calming when being drilled on... there's got to be some law against that. What was best was me trying to get to the pharmacy... I kept running into walls, I was tilting to the right, hehe. Fanboy says when I got home I was "tripping over things before I got to them," lol.

I banished everyone from the telly when my games are on today (and hopefully tomorrow), unfortunately what I thought would happen in the afternoon match happened. :( Trump beat O'Sulivan, rather soundly... I would've felt better if Ronnie had been playing his A game or even his B game, this was like B- game. Anyway, the Selby/Murphy game starts in a few minutes and that should be interesting... What 'm really worried about game-wise is that whoever wins the Robertson/Williams game tomorrow will be going up against Trump and they both can have bad days... so it could be messy. Yes, I know you all were dying to hear me babble about snooker didn't you. Hey, at least 'm not on about Sherlock or Merlin or Pup being all SHE, lesser of evils I think. :P

ETA 2: FUCK OFF I have a right to watch telly, too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I spend EVERY day watchcing your banal shite, but when one of my tourneys is on I'm being unreasonable and mean... wtf, and I even tried to explain it and according to HER 'm being illogical.
Oh, and it doesn't help that while 'm sitting here crying, all I can see is "the Fall" replaying behind my eyes.

ETA: I must still be a bit wonky... read the schedule wrong it's Dott/Higgins tonight, lol.

heavenlyxbodies: (B/C think tank)
So I have this "minor" dental surgery thing tomorrow- they're removing a pocket of infection or something and then chopping off part of the root so they can block it off or somesuch- and I usually take Col with me for distraction purposes... so I come up with the ingenious idea that I just HAVE to put Reichenbach on him... someone explain the logic of that to me, pls?
Anyway, so yeah evil dentist tomorrow. :( I could use some hand-holding, lol. Not that Mys has a fear of dentists or anything (yes, there's a story there, no I won't bother you with it- see I can be totally awesome sometimes :P~), lol. Truth be told this guy's pretty good, he does those important things like tell me what he's doing/going to do before he does it and stops when I ask him to, both of these carry ridiculously high marks. *nods*

I finished sorting out the hodge-podge of notes I had for the blog!fic (and really I need a better name to refer to it as), seven pages in my minuscule henscratch of character psychology and vague plot points/history, that doesn't include the thousand or so words/dialogue I had scratched out. Still, now I just have to convince myself to actually put it together with words and all, well, that and come up with short/basic history for some minor yet pivotal characters... why do I do this to myself? I can't start slow with a couple codas or something nice and simple and schmangsty like I normally would and, no, you don't get to throw Merlin in my face, no, I have ideas. *head desk* And no I don't know if 'm head desking because of the ideas or because I have succumb to the call.

And because I need to say it before I scream, I rrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy HATE my reverseBB... I've tried taking Arthur's advice and saying bugger it and write what I want to write, but I go to type and start second and third and fourth and fifth and you get the idea guessing myself. *sighs* It's not even like I can get Arthur or anybody to look over it, it's all still in my head. Thing is I know exactly where I want it to go and exactly what happened and most of the more general inbetween stuff, I don't think it'll be my best work because it's rather outside my comfort zone, but I think it could be good, maybe even really good, but that all hinges on convincing the words that neither my artist, nor the rest of the world are going to flame me to a fried and darkened pile of ash for it.

And then there's Silence... no real progress on that front, but 've been a bit pre-occupied. 'm still thinking about doing it in small fics instead of one large one, sometimes I just think too much time passes and there's no good, non-mind-numbing way to get that across. *sighs*

I folded and wrote down that scene (or two) that wouldn't get outta my head night before last... it actually made me feel better, lol. I think, until something better comes along, *hint hint* it's going to be my personal fanon (even in all its slashy goodness, lol- but in fairness it wasn't a big kiss just a powerful one, yeah carefully omits the one after that).

Can we tell Mys is avoiding thinking about her dentist appt? But seriously, I'm going to have the scary, scary, scary tooth hacker cut into me and play with my roots and nerve endings and the first thing I think is 'oooh, let's make sure we have Reichenbach to watch/listen to' *head desk* I couldn't be satisfied with TGG on there... or my DCFC which always works miracles on zoning off when they're drilling or the goth/industrial I recently flooded the thing with which would drown out anything they were doing if it was loud enough.

Oh! The Masters started, so far my boys are doing good, just first round and, well, most of them are my boys, but four of my top five are still in and tomorrow I get both O'Sullivan and Roberston matches. *bounces* 've already told the childer that esp when my painkillers wear off anyone who gets between me and my games tomorrow will suffer a very loud and violent death... if they are lucky.

And in a random 'ohh, lookit SPN's on' S3 definitely had the best opening sequence. :) OHHHHHHHHH, it's "Long Distance Call"!!!!!!! Bow at the feet of Rami, lol. :D

Okay, I will stop being random and actually post this... besides, SPN's on! :P~

heavenlyxbodies: (Sherlock Sherlock jaded)
Guh! I tried to go to sleep last night and my brain would not stop playing and replaying out how to fix it or the return at least... and it was always the same and it was always slashy... slashy, slashy, slashy!!!!! Argh! I don't even really, I mean occasionally, but not really go there with the heavy stuff... 'm much more on the ACE end of things there, and I guess my brain could have been there, but there was KISSING! Do you hear me, they were kissing.
And worse, 'm still trying to resist the urge to write it down. *ugh*
I mean, at this point 'm not even sure the blog!fic is going that way, well, this is me, so even if I don't mean it to, it will wind up having slashy undertones and there will be some pre-slash going on, but well, watching the show gives you that. *head in hands* I hate my brain. I really hate it.



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