Ducks - You say that like it's a bad thing.

Title: Riding With the Top Down on a Perfect November Day
Fandom: BtVS/AtS
Author: Ducks, theantijoss
Rating: G
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Summary: During IWRY, Buffy and Angel take a ride to the store
Warning(s): None
Disclaimer: Somehow, no one has managed to take them away from Whedon yet, despite his continued heinous abuse.
Prompts for schmoop_bingo: "Cuddling in Vehicle" and fantas_magoria Pangs/IWRY Flash Challenge prompt "Top Down"
Word Count: ~602
Thanks to 1337nik for the beta!

Riding With the Top Down on a Perfect November Day
By Ducks
~
( Read more... )

Okay, someone needs to explain this to me. In Gmail, you have little link ads above your mailbox that are usually tied somehow to the subject lines of one of the emails. Well... I just got the weirdest, most non sequitor ad I've ever seen. It said "Severus Snape Fan? Watch Glee, this fall on Fox."

Huh? Because... Snape is going to be on Glee? Hee. That would totally rule, but I sincerely doubt it. Google is weird.

~

OMG You guys, you know what I just realized? This year is the tenth anniversary of both IWRY and Something Old! Okay, I need to do something to celebrate. Is there going to be an IWRY-a-thon this year, because there REALLY NEEDS TO BE! I'm currently in the process of posting ALL the chapters of Something Old to my NEW home (hopefully eventually permanent?) at The Archive of Our Own!

Yeah, I know, I shouldn't be so shocked that this completely slipped my attention all year -- half the time I don't even know what day it is unless there's something on TV. *G* But this has definitely got me thinking.

TEN YEARS, you guys, can you believe it? A DECADE OF B/A. (Well, actually 12 years, but this was a really seminal episode for fandom and fanfic. For those who weren't around back then, there were literally REAMS of fic dealing with the events of IWRY and its actual and alternate aftermaths. It inspired several stories from me, of which SO was just the biggest.)

~

You know, you find the best shit in random Alexander Skarsgard appreciation threads! This one was from ontd:

~



Okay, that's just WEIRD. Actually, it's not weird at all. What's weird is that one lives two towns over and about 10 miles away from me, or at least she used to.

~

So I got up at the dickbase of dawn AGAIN to go see my cardiopulmonary guy. Can someone out there explain to me what the difference is between Pulmonary Medicine and Cardiology? I suppose I could Google it, but it's sort of just an idle question, since I have no doubt Medicaid wouldn't pay for both if they were redundant. ANYWAY, so for the first time in 15 years, someone is actually, ACTIVELY trying to address my eternally chronic sinus problems! I'm actually going to have a sinus CAT scan tomorrow! I have been complaining about constant congestion that almost NOTHING addresses for years now. It's part of the reason I'm still struggling with my CPAP (besides comfort issues, but really, those are bearable at this poin.) I just CAN'T use it if my nasal passages are congested, which they almost always are. He had me dump the crap Claritin D rip off the clinic's had me on for two years that does NOTHING, and is starting me on a regimin of Asotline spray and this thing that's sort of like a net pot, but less gross.

Oh well, at least my crappy clinic referred me to this guy in the first place. I really felt like I received quality health care today!

~

In closing -- you know a frakking movie ROCKS when it ROCKS HARD even as a crappy Russian cam copy. (Hi STXI! HI! When are you coming out on DVD?) Also, I JUST realized that the actor who plays Scotty is Simon Pegg from Shaun of the Dead! Wow, how slow am I?

Man, I could watch this flick a thousand times.

~

Please pet my baby dragon if you haven't already. Here's hoping she's a girl! :D

This could fulfill either of the prompts, which were:

Weep not poor children
for life is this way
murdering beauty and
Passions.

and/or

Hush now dear children
it must be this way
to weary of life and
Deception

Both lines from "Come Little Children" by Edgar Allen Poe (who seriously needed some anti-depressants, man.)

( Innocence Lost or Stolen )