Hi Flist.

I was going to do this later, but I had a brilliant idea today and wanted to do it sooner rather than later. I'll post one or two more times to catch anyone that doesn't get it this time.

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I probably should have been homeworking, but.. this wouldn't leave me alone. I have no idea if I'll have time to continue it. I hope so. This is just the prologue because it's so short. More plot-y stuff later if I continue it.

This was inspired by this video. Also spoilery.

Title: When the Devil Takes Hold
Fandom: Heroes
Spoilers: Yes. BIG ones. And some AU-y-ness

When the Devil Takes Hold

When God is gone and the Devil takes hold,
Who will have mercy on your soul?
“Oh Death” – Jen Titus

Prelude: Paradise Lost

( Peter had the eeriest feeling he didn't want to turn his back on him... )

Happy Star Trek day! I haven't had a chance to watch it, I'll have to do that tomorrow.

I finally got my schedule worked out for next semester, which will be my last (WHOO). I needed to take two writing classes and a final GE class for my upper division theme (which I'm still weirded out that no one seems to know or have told me about prior to getting to the State University from the jr college), and I thought I had another English elective, but I don't think I do. So just those three. I'm trying to find a fun class, but.. that's tough. The budget is hitting the college hard, lots of classes have been cut. The English department is offering the bare minimum necessary. So one of the writing classes conflicted with the GE theme class, but when I finally got to talk to the theme advisor (weeks later), I found out that there's a substitute. So I'll be going from Noon to 10 pm on Mondays. Yay..... But at least it's fixed.

Still no job.

Went to my dad's concert band concert tonight. They played the English Folk Song Suite, which we played in high school, and I really like it a lot. It brings back a lot of really good memories.

But then they played this other modern band piece that was a memoriam to the bombing of Dresden, Germany during WWII, and the conductor gave a small introduction explaining that there was no military presence in the town, and the bombing caused a fire-storm on the city. I should have taken the hint and gone out to hide in the bathroom right then. Um. I guess the composer was successful in what he was trying to accomplish, but it was by no means pleasant. The discordant, jarring and ominous music was bad enough. But the whispering voices were awful. And then toward the end, they had three bass drums around the audience and they were getting louder and faster and more chaotic, and the voices were yelling and screaming. About this point I lost it and broke down crying. It was way too much for me. Apparently I have a sore on the inside of my lip from biting it during that song.

Then they played some gypsy dances. Now that we've traumatized you... have some gypsies!

By explanation of my absence, I've sort of been consumed by LJ rping... *sigh* why do fake people have to be so fun?

Also, Heroes makes me so sad now. :(

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Happy birthday :D

DOOM!!!!!!!!!11 came by and made my day much better.

Before I run off to 'work', I should probably finally write something about my act of stupidity recently.  Someone teased me once because every time I move my laptop, I close the cover.  This actually saved me here.  If I didn't do that as a habit, I don't think I'd have my computer right now.  Or something.

I was coming downstairs to make my own dinner because I didn't want what parents had, and I slipped.  This happens, our stairs are carpeted and they're slippery if you're wearing socks, or worse if you're wearing the kind of slippers Dad and I have.  I've fallen several times, not a big deal, just sore muscles and so forth.  However, I've never fallen while carrying my laptop before.  I was holding it vertically with my left hand, and thus smashed my knuckles with it, specifically my pinky knuckle(s), and then I fell on top of it which didn't help.  Dad came over to investigate and after determined I was fine, he decided to start teasing me and making fun of me about the funny way I was holding my hand because it hurt.  Thanks Dad.. helpful.  So I got an ice pack and made dinner for myself with one hand.

Now I don't think it's broken.  But I am a bit suspicious because hand bones can be sneaky like that.  Sort of like toes.  It's quite colorful and still swollen now (which I don't think is a good thing) and while I can move everything (with pain though), I still have weakness in that hand.  Thank God it was my left hand though, since I'm right handed.  So I'm considering going to the health center at school tomorrow just to get it checked out, and even if they tell me it's just a bad bruise, I'll feel better about it.

In school news, there were giant dancing fruits and veggies today entertaining some little kids, and we could hear the obnoxious bass throughout my entire first class.  The teacher couldn't hear it, which was scary.  The rest of us were just like... ugh.. it's starting again...  Also, *shifty eyes* I may or may not be using Heroes in an upcoming research paper about bildungsroman.  Because it works.

Yay!  Star Trek next month!

The hospital has its own kind of weird.  Most nights are pretty okay and not too unusual, but sometimes.. it's the biggest collection of strange ever.

The first thing that happened on my shift was I went to help a woman and her son try to find her brother's cell phone that he left somewhere outside.  They couldn't find it and on the way back, she broke down crying in the hallway.  I didn't think giving her a hug would be appropriate, so I just stayed there with her and talked to her softly until her son came back and took over and then it was okay.

Then 12 people got stuck in the elevator for over an hour.  There were a bunch of people trying to get them out.  The elevators have been acting weird; we have three of them because there are four floors and it's essential for patient transportation and stuff.  Yeah..

Then weird people in general.  Weird phonecalls.  We had some projects we had to do that came from the office with strange results.  Not all of it was bad, it was just like.. wow. 

And then this week has been odd to begin with.  Our water heater broke, apparently this is an issue with whirlpool water heaters.  My dad read a ton of bad reviews about them, and sadly ours is brand new.  Not good.  It's fixed, at least for now.  We'll see how that goes.  But we were without hot water since monday.  I had to shower at someone else's house yesterday.

I got my first of two TB tests and when I went to go have it read, the nurse told me nice bruise.  I laughed and said thank you!  The nurses at the student center are nice, but I feel like a pin cushion right now.  Blood drawn, the flu shot, two TB tests and the pig flu shot whenever I get the chance. 

Got my second paper done this semester and now I have to start working on my project for the Old English seminar.  I can't meet with Harriet until Wednesday, but I think I should still have some time to work on it.

The last few weeks have been quiet, everything's just sort of chugging along.  School is moving a little too quickly, but that happens sometimes.  I need to start working on my big OE project because I have to do a presentation on it in November sometime and I do actually want to have it done before I do the presentation because then I'll have a big paper for Geoff's class and another paper for the teacher I don't like.

So the teacher I don't like, she does this really annoying thing.  When she tries to get dramatic... she lowers.. her voice... and talks.. like.. this...  And I want to just yell at her "JUST SAY IT ALREADY!"  omg.  You're not dramatic.  Also there's this guy in that class and in Geoff's class on bildungsromans (coming of age stories in a really technical boring way).  The guy sits exactly in the front and likes to act like he's super smart and knows everything, and he won't shut up.  But the worst thing is, she combines the two classes.  *twitch*  In the American Lit class he talks about bildungsromans.  In Geoff's class, he talks about what we're reading in American Lit.  It doesn't even matter if the connection is there or not, it annoys me so much, and I know it has to annoy other people who aren't in the other class with him because what the crap does that have to do with the class we're in?  And then he takes forever to say what he's going to say, I think he just likes to hear the sound of his own voice.

I started working on the next chapter of Animal, by the way.

Also, I really like the people on my shift at the hospital right now.  Christina has been there since I started and she's just cool, and then Holly and Cody are new.  Cody is really smart, like taking college level calc in high school, but he's not like most annoying high school boys, he actually likes to talk to us and stuff.  And Holly is cool too, she's going to be an English major.  Also sort of quirky and weird.  We all get along really well, which is great.  So that's been going well.

I'm liking the new season of Heroes.  Also, it needs to be November so Star Trek can come out.  Also it needs to rain, though it's FINALLY cooled down and isn't a million degrees anymore, but I think it's going to get hotter again. 

Still haven't been able to get a job.  Currently I've been going out to Toys R Us everyday for a month and a half and signing a stupid notebook and waiting for them to tell me they don't want to interview me since that's the impression I'm getting.  Maybe.  Maybe maybe maybe when hell freezes over and pigs grow jet engines, they'll give me a seasonal position for this Christmas.  But at this point, I'm not all that hopeful about anything at all.  I'm also sick of mom acting like it's my fault.  Obviously, it must be, as not even fast food wants to hire me.

My dog is ticklish on her belly.

Umk.  Got Bear and dippin dots.  Ready for Heroes.

Got blood drawn for the first time today.  Bloodwork, not donating.  It was the least painful experience I've ever had with a needle, so that made me happy.  They took three big vials, and I looked over and laughed and was like wow.. that's my blood, cool!  I had it done at the hospital because I can do that, and the clerk that works there and I went to high school.  I see him all the time, he's pretty cool.

Also got some coconut M&Ms again at Walmart.  Mmm.

Oh yeah, and also.  Milo Ventimiglia.  Stop invading my dreams.  (Or don't, hee).  Two nights ago...had a dream he was my Russian teacher.  Yeah.

I want to watch the Godfather.  But it's too hot.  That's a winter movie, it needs to rain first.  Same with Gosford Park.  So I guess I just really want it to be way further into fall than it is.

This is all kajexgrey 's fault. All her fault.

Title: Not Your Princess Story
Rating: PG-13/R for language? violence? I never know about my ratings? (for sure from me you guys, you should already know no sex, so...yeah)
Pairing: Tony/Pepper
Notes: AU rp-inspired 'verse. One of MANY.  First chapter is short.  I've forgotten how much I love writing Tony's voice.


Not Your Princess Story

Chapter 1

( At 19, Tony Stark had a love-hate relationship with those formal charity boring balls where he had to wear a tux. )

I went to the dentist today for the regular cleaning thing. Normally the hygenist is different every time I go (no idea why) but it was the same lady who was kind of a bitch to me last time. She still wasn't that nice. But the experience was not all that different from this:



Also, I found coconut M&Ms at Walmart that were soooooooooooo good.  But they're limited.  Sad. 

And I don't want to have to write the journal for my American Lit class.  I think I zoned out for about 200 pages in the book we're reading because it's that exciting.

I'm feeling very meh today...

Soaking blistered and swollen feet.

Eating fake (but good) Dippin dots.

Watching Iron Man.

Good afternoon.

First day of school.  It was fine, nothing exciting.  Classes are all fine, even the grad seminar.  Mom "let" me take the car, but I had to park so far away that it wasn't worth it.  Still be taking the bus.  Cars are overrated.

For kajexgrey  -

New terminology:

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