The Fic of a Snick

What does a Snick do when she's stressed and too tired to do anything about it? (Stressors: 6th grade graduation, major job application, upcoming international move.)

She spends forty minutes selecting and uploading new icons, of which this is one. And then she goes off and reads Megan Whalen Turner's The King of Attolia to the housemate while the housemate washes dishes.

My sixth graders need some kind of something to perform for the Mother's Day assembly this Friday, which has me scouring the Internet. I'm happy to report that our dear poet William wasn't such a pathetic soul after all; he clearly had a long and healthy career ghostwriting Mother's Day poems.

(Now I sort of want a crackfic where Spike submits poetry to Hallmark...)

I forget to mention: how'd you like that there foreshadowing when Buffy squeezes the Gnarl's eyeballs out, hmm? And Xander's comment:

XANDER: Ew. Ew. Thumbs. I can't believe you did that!

Dun dun DUN.

Also, unrelated to anything else, today I found out what it's called when someone uses another name for a country or people than the is used by the people themselves. Like, how in Spanish England is Inglaterra and London is Londres. It's called an exonym, and the word the natives use is called an endonym.

Yay words.

After a long week of Life Makes Me Tired, I am now all squeeful. Because first of all, katekat1010 made me this fabulous awesome movie poster of fabulousness for Seraph:

( See the fabulousness! )

And then I've just realized that next week's still_grrr prompt is the perfect excuse to write this crossover thingy I've been wanting to write for eight months, which I shall not tell you about, because it is a surprise.

And I finally know what I'm writing for my genfic_minis assignment (even though due to previously mentioned Life it'll most likely be delayed a few days).

Yay!!!

And now I'm going to bed, which in some ways is cause for more celebration than all of the above combined...

The prompts post links to the Wikipedia list of Oscar-winning movies, but it's only organized alphabetically by movie. The database search at the official Oscar website is much cooler and lets you, for example, call up all the winning movies in a given decade.

(Also: the 1950's to the 1970's are so my era of movies. Musicals! The best of the Hitchcock years! Lawrence of Arabia and Harvey and The African Queen and A Streetcar Named Desire. Plus lots of titles that just cry out for Buffyverse treatment, like Born Yesterday and Panic in the Streets. In fact, I'm so spoiled for choice that I'll probably paralyze myself with indecision and not write anything at all, like last week. But one can always hope...)

Somehow, my settings were changed so that I didn't receive notifications of replies to either comments or entries that I made anywhere other than in my own journal. This has now been fixed. Hurrah.

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So it seems all my LJ tags have suddenly aquired new addresses. Instead of "/tag/entry:+recs", it's "/tag/entry:%20recs". Which means floating around the interwebs are a whole bunch of links - including to the "Seraph" tag - that are now broken.

And I have a sore throat.

Again, too much to do this week and not enough week(s) to do it in. Will be back circa the 20th, depending, but I'll still be reading my comment notifications and email. And there may be the last chapter of Seraph. Maybe.

(FYI: I announce these silences because I'm much more likely to follow them if I tell everyone first. ;p)

To accomplish, this gloriously free holiday weekend:

* Finish the last of my Fall Fandom Free-For-All stuff (hey, I'm only a week late)
* Figure out what the heck I'm doing with the last chapter of Seraph, and get chapter 24 ready to post next week
* Finish reviewing the source material for the Yuletide fic

RL things:
* Finish prepping the advent calendar
* Wish various people holiday greetings. (Huge YAY for Skype and ridiculously cheap international phone rates)
* Maybe, if I'm really terribly utterly bored, do some actual house cleaning.