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Jun. 15th, 2009

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I don't want to do this anymore.

May. 22nd, 2009

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It should have been impossible for her to push herself to her feet, to stride across the ground as it quaked and rolled like the shoulder of a fly-plagued horse. It should have been impossible for her to stand calmly in the face of the storm, and yet stand she did, as surely as if her feet touched only solid ground.

And perhaps it did.

"Thank you," she said suddenly, her voice as clear and strong as if she stood close by his side, over the sounds of the world shuddering itself apart, clear and steady and calm. "Thank you. For staying with me until now."

Thank you.

From behind him, where her companions had fallen, came a desperate, shattering shout of outrage. "ORLANA! DON'T-"

She looked over her shoulder, a half-smile on her too-pale face, and he had the strangest sensation that she no longer saw them, any of them. Her mouth moved soundlessly, a quick twist of reddened lips, a flash of pale teeth, and she smiled again at them, beyond them, before giving her full attention to the dragonstorm that lay beyond them again.

Thank you.

Good bye.


Her arms spread wide in a swift, abrupt motion, long sleeves flapping in the roaring tempests, and all about them a star-bright lattice spread, and spread, and spread, racing accross the ground as if drawn by a giant hand with lightning speed.

For a moment time itself seemed to blink; reality faded, and the shapes of armored figures with shining cloaks like outstretched wings flickered eerily around that defiant slender form.

And then the lattice consumed everything, and impenetrable darkness swallowed the cold light soon after.
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May. 20th, 2009

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I hate it when people mess up and blame it on me. I've gone and reviewed your shittily written script, I've even left a note in writing to bloody PAGE ME OR CALL MY DEPARTMENT when you've gotten your issues straightened out.

How difficult is it to realise that a post-surgery patient needs ANALGESIA for goodness' sake?

asldkfjghslaksdjfgh YOU'RE FRUSTRATED?


Bugger you all.

Update later on : They found my note with photocopies of the incorrect script later on, after the nurses had spent about 3 hours blaming me for THEIR mistake. It's not my fault if you ignore me when I try to tell you that your regular pharmacist is away sick. Bitches.

Jan. 17th, 2009

FMA Fanfic : and then the bell tolled

:..and then the bell tolled..:

Series:  Fullmetal Alchemist
Character: Maes Hughes
Prompt: “Time will tell.”


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Jan. 3rd, 2009

And on the third day of 2009...

HDD stopped working, again, after I turned it and my laptop off overnight to conserve electricity.


At least I managed to salvage SOME things <___<

And I got my sister back home to back up what she could, so yeah.

(Can you believe she tried to power a laptop with a PHONE CHARGER plug? Honestly!)

Jan. 2nd, 2009

And on the second day of 2009...

....my HDD suddenly began to work again.

Not being one to look gift horses in the mouth, I am now backing every bit of essential data up to DVDs.

Thank you, God.

On the first day of 2009...

My cooking plans went to bust.

I'm cool.

Miss several agitated calls from my mother, who thinks I'm avoiding her.

Spend several long minutes returning call after nap, reassuring mum that everything is okay and that I was napping.

External hard drive dies. Miserably.

Spend several hours attempting to activate Vistafail's 'true' administrator account, after which chkdsk refuses to run and do its bloody job, and data recovery software claims that critical sectors are badly damaged so they can't do anything about the data.

Bullshit. Of course critical sectors are damaged, do you really think I would be resorting to such quack measures if the issue was repairable with chkdsk?

Of course, all this translates to is that 1) everything I've done since moving, and that was a LOT, is gone and 2) everything I've done before 2008, which was also a LOT, is likely gone. Along with all the movie and music files that were on there, and sentimental items, and my RO installs, and....


Happy New Year, everyone.

No, really.

Dec. 22nd, 2008

vroom vroom

Moved into my new home for 2009, after a lengthy drive and some embarrassing mixups.


Dec. 20th, 2008

Random Baschcentric fic huh wut?

Totally randomly I was looking through my My Documents folder (all right, not really randomly, I was data dumping in preparation for my big move tomorrow and wanted to know what this Basch1.doc was about) and found this not-completely-irretrievable Basch fic I wrote a while ago, back when Marks were still fun to hunt (damn you Fenrir! D: ). Read, enjoy, whatever.

Everybody loves Penelo, by the way. The only thing saving her from being a Mary Sue here is that she's.... dead. Yeah. *shifty eyes*

If Mariagoner reads this.... miss you, dear.

And Christmas blessings to all the rest of you!


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Sep. 18th, 2008

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Monday : Yay. Coffee spill all over me, my bags, my jacket and dress pants. At least I wasn't wearing anything stainable.

Tuesday : Are those COFFEE STAINS in my lunch bag? Oh shit. My water bottle is leaking. *bombs presentation, bye bye marks*

Wednesday : -_____- """ *discovers how craptastic Vista Basic is. Hatches plot to mete out divine punishment on person who authorised pre-loading of VBasicFail onto every laptop sold in Malaysia. This will involve several tons of manure and rotten eggs*



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