Amy

Ugggggh.

You know what sucks? Interview techniques. I have this interview tomorrow, and because it's for a graduate placement type thing, it's stupidly complex. I had to write mini-essays in my application and was forced to conduct the telephone interview whilst pacing about in the snow during a lunch break. This one will take two hours, and will involve scenario-based questioning, a role play where I have to flag people down to try and sell them gym memberships, and on-the-job observation where I have to interrupt kidlets who will probably be doing perfectly all right and help them with their work. Oh, and there's yet another interview after this if I get through. *Facepalm* Still, I'm sure my BS skills will get a workout, if nothing else.

For now, lunch - which I will go out to get, because a) there are no vegetables to be had and b) I never end up writing anything if I stay on the laptop. >_>

I did good work today. Not that I'm not still significantly behind where I should/wanted to be by this stage, but I did that thing where as well as writing more, I organised bits so they actually flow, got rid of floating annotations that were redundant and were just screwing up my running word count, and shifted whole paragraphs so they're actually in the right chapter. 2000-ish words to go, but should be a fairly straightforward run at it hereafter.

We're not talking about the other two that I haven't even started.

I have a glass of wine, and I have dinner, and I appear to be composing feminism posts in standup form in my head.

( Hello! I'm here to talk about feminism! )

You know the drill, right?

Torchwood fandom, MPreg-verse, no money being made, warnings for... uh, swearing? Complete lack of logic?
Warning: SPOILERS for Torchwood series 2 episode 1. However, all dialogue is from my memory, and therefore probably very wrong. But the gist of it's all right. Er. Up until the whole alien baby thing.

Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five

( Torchwood MPreg Part WTF )

Look, I don't even know why this is still going.

Torchwood and related concepts/characters? Not mine.
Money? None.
MPreg, Amy? Well, it wasn't my idea.

Followon from this, this and this.

( I blame the whiskey, this time. At least it can't claim innocence. )

Sigh.

Prequel to this.

Uh. Not mine, warning for... I dunno. Swearing? Pregnancy of the male nature?


>_>


Don't judge me.

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( This is all Del's fault )

Man, you know you're hungry when you absent-mindedly drink honey straight out of the bottle.

*Classiness personified*

I'll run and eat in a minute, but I haven't updated properly in a while, and I should do that, really. In between answering tags from the nightclub opening party (Jack Harkness and James Bond, guys.)

Mostly this week I have been goig to lectures, not going to lectures, and avoiding AIM. I don't know why. I'm on tonight, anyhow. Tomorrow my sister's coming to stay for the weekend, which will be awesome, although I do go worryingly maternal when I'm in sole charge of one of my siblings. I spent this afternoon trolling around Sainsburys looking for food that I'm pretty sure she'll eat (and that I will. Child likes anchovies, bleh,) getting momentarily fixated by some girl's hair (Pretty! Dark red, curlywispy! Pretty!) and wondering if at some point I should actually start budgeting my student loan.

My Magic and Superstition tutor finally redeemed himself (a little bit) by cancelling the two classes next week, since it's essay-assessed, not exam. Also, he told us a story (as reported/interpreted by a historian) and told us to find a way to retell it using the same basic events to make a different story.

( The Great Cat Massacre - story as told by somebody Darnton )

And that, more or less, is where Darnton's account stops. So we, in pairs, were given the change of retelling the story.

( The Great Cat Massacre - as retold by students with overactive imaginations. )

...Obviously, you have to imagine that being read in a melodramatic voice.

After all that, we actually found out that bloody Darnton missed out half the story, and the apprentices just got punished, and actually, it was a folk tail about how the printing trade didn't need to be regulated. But I still think my version was more fun.

And now, dinners!

Soooo. I have spotty access and no AIM. But it also strikes me that I will be very bored this holiday. And so, a task is needed!

Therefore, give me your drabble requests! Most of you know my fandoms - if you don't, ask me quickly. I'm leaving at about 10am tomorrow, and will pick up requests before I leave. You have until then to ask for something! The only thing I really can't do genre-wise is smut - and I can write around that, at least!

GO!

Want a drabble or a ficlet?

I am taking requests here.

La!

Now this is a good idea. Good one, fmith. And innerbrat for pointing it out, you get credit too. *g*

So. A meme for those that have ever read any of my milliways_bar threads.

I want you tell me how I'm doing with my characters. What am I doing right? What am I fucking up? What do I need to stop doing? What do you want me to start doing? Anything at all.

Anonymous posting is permitted, and in fact encouraged.

Er, my characters being shelley_winters, oneman_onevote, _diseasedmind and wwjimmycarterd. All their threads should be in their memories.

Tell me anything. Even if you don't know their canons. Just opinions so I know how I'm doing. *Beams round*