L.J.88 Journal

Hi all.

Due to major technical faults, time restrictions and general confusion, I've moved all fics and entries to one journal HERE

all new fics will be posted here, and I'll re post all my older stuff as well, just incase said technical faults return and this place gets lost.

See you there :)

Hey, *waves* Remember me?

I know, I know, I've been somewhat MIA for a few weeks (five, to be exact, but who’s counting?)

I do, of course, have a perfectly understandable explanation for this that, for once, has nothing to do with my tendency of getting distracted by shiny things...
My sister dropped her litter a little earlier than we expected (three weeks and two days early to be exact, but who’s counting, right?!)

The little darlings, who were supposed to be hand delivered to us in prompt, drama free fashion last week, were infact born perfectly healthy but remarkably impatient, on February 25th, also coinciding with the opening of my brother's new restaurant (It's almost as if these kids have no respect for our personal lives!)

So yes, the little duo of joy caught us all off guard and I've since been otherwise preoccupied with bodily fluids, dirty diapers and understaffed eating establishments, so this is the first chance I've had to check my mail and such.

So this is just to prove I'm still alive. Honest. And I'm still very much aware of my ever-growing to do/to post list (including but not limited to: my 'Father and Son' challenge entry over at qaf_prompts, the friending party at qaf_comingout and happier_bunny's demand for drabbles!)
They're all rattling round in my noggin, I promise.

I'm due to get my life back sometime this week once my sister's husband comes back home on R&R (which is kind of an ironic term if you’re coming home to two screaming newborns, but whatever) and will of course attempt to catch up then.

So there it is. That's my catch up. Phew
And how are you all?

-Lacey x

p.s. Thanks to wavingcat5 for the ass-kicking - I really had no clue that it had been five weeks already!

I may as well stick with the meme theme today, cause I snagged this one from wavingcat5. It looked like insightful fun!

This is what I got...

you are olivedrab #688E23

Your dominant hues are green and yellow. There's no doubt about the fact that you think with your head, but you don't want to be seen as boring and want people to know about your adventurous streak now and again. Your saturation level is higher than average - You know what you want, but sometimes know not to tell everyone. You value accomplishments and know you can get the job done, so don't be afraid to run out and make things happen. Your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. You are flexible and see things objectively.

the spacefem.com html color quiz

The colour's kinda gross, but it probably nailed me with the description. I think. Mostly.

And then, of course, I got hooked and it seemed suddenly imperative that I know what I'd be in the Dewey Decimal System.


I was 510 Mathematics, if you're interested. And to clarify, I am infact a nerd.

I’m currently regretting my foolish offer to watch my 3 year old niece for the afternoon.
My family should never reproduce. Ever.
I found this during my attempt at a momentary reprieve (aka naptime) earlier.

qafmaniac
Billboard birth song meme.
What was the #1 song the day you were born? Google the date and #1 Billboard song and then post your #1 song on your IJ - preferably with a Youtube vid if you can find one!


...May 1987. With or Without You, by U2
And I managed to salvage a link.


Now I'm off to get my tubes tied. :D

Written for qaf_drabbles #144 Four Words(burn, ease,rug, glass)Challenge

Since he’d met Brian, Justin had received his fair share of sex scars.
Bruises. Bite marks. Rug burn.
When he was younger, he used to wear each one like a badge of honour.
He would stand infront of the mirror and run his fingers over each mark reflected back in the glass and think this means I’m his.
Now, Justin believes he’s much more mature about the whole thing.
“Ah,” Behind him, Brian was sliding against him with familiar ease, hands gripping hard as he got closer.
Justin felt fingers dig into his hips and knew he’d bruise.
He smiled.

( Sweet Disposition )

Turns out I have quite a violent disposition towards movie making.  Who knew?

I had a crazy notion that I was going to create a B/J themed music video the other day.  Why?  I really couldn't say: considering I have about as much IT savvy as a small cucumber.  No. Seriously.  
Nevertheless, I persevered and after three days, two temper tantrums and enough colourful explicative’s to entertain a large shipping vessel, I produced this.
It's not exactly art in motion (Spielberg I am not) but it's my first born so I suppose it should hold some sentimental value. 
(I suspect it's kind of similar to how my mother felt when I fell out after nine months and 16 hours) 

Needless to say: I'm sticking to writing from now on. 

 

Written for qaf_drabbles challange #143 Kiss

Brian was fucking sick of picking up prescriptions.
When he got home, he threw the pharmacy bag at Justin.
“Here”.
He was busy changing later when a warm arm wound around his waist. He spun in time for Justin to reach up and catch his mouth in a long kiss.
Brian raised his eyebrow when he pulled back, “What was that for?”
Justin’s grin was mega-watt. “Kisses are my favourite.”
He glanced to where he was holding up the shiny Hershey packet in his other hand. Brian smirked and dipped his head for another kiss and tasted cocoa.
“I know.”