I have a bad track record with challenges, fic memes, marathons, etc, but I am DETERMINED to beat this one. From July 15th I'd only need to write 216 words a day to reach 15k by the deadline for startrekbigbang if I paced myself ...

Of course, I suck at pacing. It is my curse.

But! I am so excited to start! I have a billion ideas, and this fandom NEEDS MOAR GENFIC which I can happily provide!

But. Motivation. Like my frequent claims that I'll start jogging "tomorrow", my ability to spur myself into writing is likewise fleeting. How do you get back into the saddle? Is anyone willing to race me a la NaNo?

I have a horsey theme. Horsey icon is appropriate.

Disclaimer: I am quite drunk. I intend to be more drunk by the end of this post. Ergo, post will be nonsensical.

( Cut because I am just that considerate. And awesome. )

Icon: Because maybe I don't love it, but at least Chris Pine is pretty when he's beat to hell.

ETA: Also, I feel like absolute shit complaining about all this crap because my BFF-cum-almost-sister has got a BARIN in her brain and will be undergoing radiation therapy shit and her life obviously sucks way more than mine and I am STILL drinking to distract myself from the trauma of losing my temper. OMFG.

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Gakked from kuteki:

Comment to this entry and I'll pick up to three of your fandoms. You must then update your journal and answer the following questions:

1. What got you into this fandom in the first place?
2. Do you think you'll stay in this fandom or eventually move on?
3. Favourite episodes/books/movies, etc?
4. Do you participate in this fandom (fanfiction, graphics, discussions)?
5. Do you think more people should get into this fandom?

I got Harry Potter, Merlin, Supernatural.

Harry Potter

1. The movies.
2. I've moved on, but I have fond memories.
3. 5th movie, 3rd book.
4. Not anymore.
5. Everyone should experience HP fandom at least once. It's a powerhouse of creativity and wank and creative wank.

Merlin
1. My entire flist buzzing about this brand new BBC series.
2. I'll probably move on one day, but omg it's fun right now.
3. The Poisoned Chalice.
4. I wrote a couple bits of fic, and I try to review everything I read.
5. Yeah, why not? It's cute and fun and still comparatively small.

Supernatural
1. shei made me watch the most horrifying episodes of S1 when I was visiting her in Berlin.
2. I'm already halfway out of the fandom, which makes me sad.
3. Any where Dean is a w00bie. Which would be all of them.
4. Not really.
5. Yeah, sure. It's moderately sized with some really stunning fanfic around.

Today is MADE OF FAIL. Every time I pick up the phone it seems I'm fielding a complaint. W T ever-loving F. Not on, world.

And yesterday was so awesome. The office entirely cleared out due to technical malfunction, leaving me to sit and stuff envelopes whilst reading Star Trek Reboot genfic. Dude, there is no definition of awesome more suited!

I have fallen for this fandom so hard, I'm even starting to like the film.

But today is still made of fail.

Today submitted 5 application forms in the hopes of getting a night job. The best one by far is Night Porter at the Premier Inn (East Durham). LOOOONG hours (11pm to 7am) but it operates on a 2-on-2-off system. I think I could manage it ... with caffeine pills. Wish me luck!

( On Being English )

And it appears we have learned nothing as a country if we've voted in the BNP. Jesus fucking Christ.

After a miserable [emo] start to the weekend, Sunday has turned out to be the most perfect day. Glorious sunshine, a pleasant sea breeze, and a Saxon/Viking battle.

I spent the time dressed in a ridiculously heavy wool Saxon dress, making Saxon finger braids and eating Saxon gloop, ferrying water in a pot to all the overheated warriors dressed in chainmail and helmets. I was social.

It was awesome.

Then I came back home and fell asleep for 3 hours, which is a Sunday tradition like no other.

I have decided that next Easter I will go to Northern Ireland for a week, either as a reward for getting into Berkeley or a commiseration for failing. Mmmmmmmm Irish boys.

Utter bust. That job I was 'secured' yesterday? Yeah, the manager I left work early to meet today, wasn't there. So. That's that, then.

Will apply somewhere else. Tomorrow. When I'm not feeling hot, sticky, depressed, and broke.

Today has been ... conflicted. Work was light, and the bloke who sits next to me has essentially got me a second job for evenings and weekends (to be confirmed tomorrow when I go for interview, but he said it's "guaranteed"; I'm hopeful). And I confirmed that this Sunday, at least, I will have a social life - a geeky social life where I dress up as a Saxon and sew using an authentic needle whilst not wearing any shoes - but a social life nonetheless.

However, I've been sat opposite Ponce who is, as his pseudonym implies, a giant poncy arse; and, because of wicked mood swings, I snapped at Geordie. What happened was, he's a big bloke, and I was sitting down when he was getting in my face/space having a go (in a joke-like way), and it sparked an instinctive negative reaction (adrenaline rush, racing heart, etc). So we had a falling out, and now I feel bad, even though I apologised, explained why I snapped, and now we're supposedly okay with each other again. I just know it'll go round the office. And on top of that, I accidentally implied to Ponce that I'm a lesbian, which I'm sure everyone suspects because of the short hair, and isn't insulting in the least but is very, very annoying.

In conclusion, my big mouth should just shut the fuck up.

Today I moved two steps closer to studying at Berkeley.

1) I secured a stellar reference from a lecturer at Keele (who likes canals and Disney (preferably together) and is made of awesome).

2) I booked, at a cost of $180 *cries*, the GRE in London. Never mind the fact that I chose the wrong day and need to change it; the point is that it's BOOKED, and that means I have 2 months to prepare for, essentially, a maths exam. Eugh maths.

The worst part is waiting for the application date to rollover in September so I can officially apply. That, and knowing that I have to declare what two languages I want to study in the course of my PhD. Christ. *headdesk*

Today I took the meandering route home to avoid the A1, as there was an overturned lorry at Gateshead and I didn't want to sit in traffic for half an hour. I arrived at the house to find the soundtracks for HSM1 and HSM3 on the stoop.

Dude, I would have gleefully sat in traffic for hours if I had had those CDs with me today. Hahah. Oh God, my brain.

Berkeley is growing on me, but I think I need to pinpoint a professor to target my emails towards. That way I have a whole year to butter them up, and maybe even meet them next summer when I go back to camp.

OMFG I love this movie so much. I need a ZEfron icon.

Am looking at US colleges for PhD. UC Berkeley looking good.

Kill me now.

I saw the new Star Trek with bustahead today, and it was ... okay. Not awful, but not nearly as awesome I hoped or was led to believe. I'm quite disappointed actually, as I'd been looking forward to something quite epic and deep. But I found it really quite middling. *SIGH*

But who had the whole weekend off work? Yay!

Yesterday my work!crush, Irish, commented on two separate occasions that he appreciates the work I do and understands how much crap I put up with. We made several jokes with each other over the course of the day. He made me two cups of tea.

I think my cheeks scorched themselves with their blushing.

(No, shei, I'm not going to sleep with him.)

Happiness is going for a 7 mile walk in the glorious sunshine, finding a lost lamb, picking it up and carrying it back to its pen/mother/herd. It was so fluffy and round! ♥

Friday was a day of stress for me, which I am blaming on the full moon.

Today made up for it, though. Despite waking up at 9am (when I'm meant to be AT WORK), I had a semi-productive day. I also received a customer satisfaction survey, from a lady whom I helped out only because her sales person has my name but was off the day said lady called with 100010101001 problems that I tried my best to fix. She said in her survey, "[Ally] from Auction was awesome". My managing director saw. DUDE. XD

Tomorrow the landlady and I are going to eat pizza and ice cream whilst watching HSM2 and 3. Because The Zef is hawt, man.

17 Again? Surprisingly good movie. Whole cinema was chuckling at the funny bits, and wincing at the incestuous bits, and sitting silent for the climactic bits, etc. It's not going to win any Oscars, but I enjoyed it.

Zac Efron. OMFG hawt. He reminds me of Leo with his cute little face, his blonde hair, his secret stash of acting woah he keeps hidden in those skinny-jeans of his. Nom.

I don't think I'm cradle-snatching. He's about my age ... right?

Today I was made a permanent employee at my place of work (effective May 12th). Yay!

( Minor qualm )

I will have two clear days off in which I can try to find a second job somewhere. And possibly my temp agency won't want to lose me, as that costs them in trying to find someone from whom they can earn commission.

Yay permanency!