February 1st, 2010

children of dune - leto 1

this is not an entry. this is more the outline of one

You know, I seriously wish I had something more interesting to report than like, I still exist in the universe, but no, that's about the extent of my new things to share. However. Two things, which are not things I am doing, but amazing things other people are doing. God, I wish I were them.

1.) ronnachu is translating You'll Get There in the End (It Just Takes a While) (also archived at Archive of Our Own here) into Spanish here; she's up to four parts, and because she is awesome, she posted the fourth part on my birthday, which was, as stated, awesome. And I can almost follow along, as long as I keep a copy open in English to refer to. I don't know if this is improving my Spanish, but it's serious fun.

Direct links to the first four parts: part 1, part 2, part 3, and part 4 out of a projected twelve parts. I admit it; I squee.

2.) Cruising Altitude by astolat, Adam/Kris/Tommy. It involves an airplane. I mean, if you need more than that--well, do you really? Probably not. Enjoy yourself!

Quick thanks to everyone who sent birthday wishes. Last week turned out really weird and I appreciate it immensely, as the day was far less than what one would call successful, but OTOH, I watched Child play Gears of War and it was kind of hilarious. Also today, the gas furnace had to be disabled due to a gas smell that seems to indicate something has gone terribly wrong, and we're living like pioneers with heat coming from a centralized location known as a fireplace. I am so hardcore Little House on the Prairie. I had to go get wood! Myself! Granted, it was like five feet away, but I just want to state, that's five feet I never had to travel before to assure we do not freeze to death. Sure, it's not freezing here, but what I'm saying is, if it did? We're good to go.

Er, okay. Just from curiosity? Stolen from everyone on my flist and then some:

Who on LJ/DW do you ship me with? Bonus points for outlining the ridiculous AU fic that you would write about us.

ETA: Okay, I regret that I mocked my Fall Out Boy playlist and really want to go back to singing Hum Halleluja with gleeful abandon.; The Fray is music you die in the middle of the street at night in the rain to. God. Why on earth did I think listening to this was a good idea? Die at night in the rain in the street surrounded by dying puppies or something.