The 4got10

( Drabbles )

Trying to get back into things. So here we go.

The first TEN* people to comment in this post get to request a drabble/mini story/crack fic/song/icon* of any pairing/character of their choosing from me (word prompts are good too), or just a story, ships are optional**. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. (You don't have to, but it would be fun.)

* this number may change without warning at author's discretion
**or may not be included at all, depending on mood

http://www.thebeatlesrockband.com/

All I've got to say is....

FUCK YEAH!!!

My first attempt at this.

Not on list, but my favorite new song to hear in a while is Runaway by Yeah Yeah Yeahs. If anyone is interested I can send and/or link if you want. (CD isn't out yet, so no link readily available right now, but I might do a typography of it)

Later.

And I mean Valentine's Day. *shifty*

Here's one of my favorite quotes by Neil Gaiman.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

*puts his suit of armor back on*

So in celebration of an artificial holiday I'm taking today to express myself and declare my love! For work: writing and photoshop.

The rest can fuck off.

What do you do when someone parks wrongly?

Do you go into your place, get online, find a website, print out a sheet of paper, check the box of why/how the person parked wrongly, go back to their car and then put it under their windshield?

That's called a fail.

What do you do when you get one of these? Pull out a sharpie, leave your own message and then tape it above the mailboxes so not only the person who left the note can see, but everyone else can laugh as well?



That's a win in my book.

Post Script - Just for the record: I'm not the person to leave the note, get it, nor reply to it. Just wanted to share the win LOL

OK, some of you may know I bought a new laptop, what Sally knows (and laughs about) is I bought a Dell Mini 9. What does the 9 stand for? 9 inches of course! Now, for most guys 9 inches is bragging, but in the tech geek world, it's rather small. (which is usually still bragging)

How small? Well, I know more than one of you have heard me bitching about the keyboard.

So here's a pic of the rather stupid layout.



Pay attention to the fact the period and comma and apostrophe is all out of whack.

And now...some perspective....





*sighs and clicks 'add to cart' on a new power adapter for old laptop*

Post Script - The wireless I've been connecting to is down. So I'll have limited internet until either they get back up and running, I get internet back or I crack a different neighbor's security.

...not that I would ever do anything as illegal and unneighborly as the last option...really...stop snickering!

( Video Spam. )

[I've been feeling a need to write. But I don't currently have a project I can work on right now, for one reason or another, so I'm going to just go with it here. This is going to be stream of conscience. No outline, editing or idea where it may go. Just me, writing. If you want more, comment.]

( Ignis Aurum Probat, Miseria Fortes Viros. )

[I've been feeling a need to write. But I don't currently have a project I can work on right now, for one reason or another, so I'm going to just go with it here. This is going to be stream of conscience. No outline, editing or idea where it may go. Just me, writing. If you want more, let me know.]

( Uva Uvam Videndo Varia Fit. )

[I've been feeling a need to write. But I don't currently have a project I can work on right now, for one reason or another, so I'm going to just go with it here. This is going to be stream of conscience. No outline, editing or idea where it may go. Just me, writing.]

( Qui dormit, non peccat. )