svmadelyn offered me a Dreamwidth code, so, I'm here, and haven't really, um, done anything with it yet? You have to understand, I am really weird about change. I'll start crossposting as soon as I am not staring at it with wide, terrified eyes muttering something like "God, kids today", as one does when one is confronted with change. People, I still miss grunge and buy flannel shirts in vain hope. This is not a new thing.However, there is an entire entry on the creation of new s2 documentation, so I can say honestly that while I am not quite having a code related orgasm, it's very close, as I have wanted ot change to that forever and drove myself crazy not being able to do so because I did not understand how to customize it myself.
Also, some of you found me already--hey! That was fast!
Other News
Went to have my hair cut and whatnot for V's wedding thsi weekend, and it's never a good sign when one's hairdresser frowns three times. What is usually a quick color and cut was five hours between various dryers, two different careful washes, coloring, and cutting. V chose the color, because later, I will use this great act of sacrifice for personal gain ("I am the best maid of honor ever. I color coordinated my hair for you, bitch. Babysit my son tonight while I wrote porn."), and also, she, unlike me, is not functionally fashion color-blind and knows which red looks best. It is indeed very red, with the upper--layer thing coppery. Afterward, I lost between four to six inches, but to my surprise, it's still well below my shoulders, along with a frantic deep conditioning (apparently, I am hard on my hair, and I have never been looked at with such reproach), and temporary straightening.
[The thing is, I don't have my hair down like, ever anymore. Baby Niece and Baby Nephew are brutal, and at work, I don't like to give people the expectation I'll ever make any effort at my appearance, but instead, they learn to treat the days I come in looking well-groomed as the treat for them it is. So it's a surprise. And it's also growing faster, it seems, along with the problem I've been having with my fingernails needing attention far too often for someone who doesn't like to pay attention to that sort of thing. Yay thyroid medication? I guess?]
To those who have naturally straight hair, it's very hard to describe the sheer bliss of twenty-four to forty-eight hours where your hair does not a.) tangle when you breathe, b.) tangle when you don't breathe or c.) tangle when the gods tell it to, which is all the time. And it swings. And it is pretty. And my niece, who has very, very straight hair, seriously loves it.
My son keeps looking at me askance, like he's never seen such a creature. That totally would have made it worth it anyway.
Recs
Short one, because I didn't organize my log this week with the labels.
By Strength and By Virtue by
casspeach, Merlin/Arthur - somewhat angsty, dark, and surprisingly satisfying story of rusalkas and revenge. And a fantastic ending.ETA: To clarify on dreamwidth, nothing will appear there that isn't here as well. Status quo continues. This also reminds me--I seriously, seriously need to update my webpage.
