Whoa, 1,333 words since last time. Battle scene - I usually get caught up in them and motor through them fairly quickly. Guys getting trampled by horses and getting maces through the head, that kind of thing. Nasty stuff. O.o
Time to set aside my hefty MacGyver/Due South cross-over for a palate cleansing spot of Justified/Burn Notice one shot. Michael Westen is like the gun-totin' morally-dubious twin of MacGyver anyway.
I so love google maps. Want to look at actual satellite photos of clubs in downtown Miami Beach? Can do. Although I'm worried that after googling diagrams of an M16A2, mountain climbing equipment, and now this, I will be on some interesting watch lists.
Mmm, Miami Beach! I only live about 35 minutes from there, but it's been ages since I've visited. Now I'm thinking about Lincoln Road Mall when the farmer's market is on. Fresh tropical fruits, yum!
Okay, it really is time for lunch. I have fresh, local apples in the house. It just doesn't compare to tropical fruit. I really need to visit Miami. I need to drag bff back down to where she grew up, maybe some time during the impending Horrible New England Winter.
You've had, like, half an hour to make coffee... are you roasting the beans or what?
(...sometimes it takes me a really long time to make coffee because an object at rest tends to stay at rest... (yes, I do like parenthetical clauses a lot, it's a sickness (and yes, that was a bad pun!(But I'm laughing anyway.))))
I awoke to find myself out of coffee. I'll be hopping out to get some between the next two hourly posts. Meanwhile, my comments veer even farther off-centre than usual . . .
Well. Coffee related substances of note. We had instant espresso on hand because of some baking that had called for it. That was an immediate failure. We had Turkish coffee but no real briki and that was a much slower and more dismal failure. I think we may have attempted to combine the two at some point. I don't remember what happened next, but I know there was a third something in the house that could plausibly be treated as if it were coffee were one utterly desperate, and we did. Possibly carpet clippings. I get pretty dire when there is No Coffee At All to be had.
And nobody showed up with Pointed Questions after I'd been googling exploded diagrams of Uzis, detail of Hezbollah, and Google maps of Baalbek. On the other hand, if I'd been Googling a US location, that might have been worse.
The Evil Twin with the Good Posture. (Michael Westen's posture isn't the only reason we watch Burn Notice, but we certainly do spend a lot of time going, "would you look at that, he can't even slouch when he's trying.")
Coffee good. I'm onto fruity rum drink for with lunch.
Edited to close a parenthesis before I destroy the universe.
I'm in an LJ comm called little_details, which fields questions for writers (mostly fic, but some original). Qeestions on certain topics -- suicide, terrorism, sex crimes -- are supposed to be members-locked, although people sometimes forget and have to be noodged.
Yay. Have done the actual editing of my chapter. Now need to try out writing the additional section I can't decide whether it's best to include or not.
If only anything in the Epilogue were that excitinG!
I was only killing everyone if I couldn't edit the ending, and that's done.
However, considering the date, I can always have my last line being Sgt Kennedy going out to inspect a precariously damaged oak and getting squashed by it if you don't stop that. :-p
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I so love google maps. Want to look at actual satellite photos of clubs in downtown Miami Beach? Can do. Although I'm worried that after googling diagrams of an M16A2, mountain climbing equipment, and now this, I will be on some interesting watch lists.
Also I need to grab some lunch, for sure.
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Okay, it really is time for lunch. I have fresh, local apples in the house. It just doesn't compare to tropical fruit. I really need to visit Miami. I need to drag bff back down to where she grew up, maybe some time during the impending Horrible New England Winter.
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(Pre-coffee, my punning is much, much worse.)
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(...sometimes it takes me a really long time to make coffee because an object at rest tends to stay at rest... (yes, I do like parenthetical clauses a lot, it's a sickness (and yes, that was a bad pun!(But I'm laughing anyway.))))
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And I overuse ellipses . . .
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(Except this one time, that led to hilarity, as we tried to brew several coffee-like substances into something acceptable.)
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And nobody showed up with Pointed Questions after I'd been googling exploded diagrams of Uzis, detail of Hezbollah, and Google maps of Baalbek. On the other hand, if I'd been Googling a US location, that might have been worse.
I need coffee.
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Coffee good. I'm onto fruity rum drink
forwith lunch.Edited to close a parenthesis before I destroy the universe.
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I'm so going to end up at MI5 the bad way...
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*takes deep breath and goes for it*
There may be actual wordage soon...
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But it definitely counts - it's the unglamorous, necessary bit.
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I was only killing everyone if I couldn't edit the ending, and that's done.
However, considering the date, I can always have my last line being Sgt Kennedy going out to inspect a precariously damaged oak and getting squashed by it if you don't stop that. :-p
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My fic did not continue to write itself whilst I was asleep. Darn.
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Mine refuses to write itsself whilst I'm sick. :(
D'you want me to post this hour or d'you want to do it?
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