And I'm trying to do this with running and yoga and the constant reminder that I am not as screwed as my mind is trying to make me believe I am.
I swear, if left to its own devices, my brain would have me curled up in a corner under a mountain of blankets, desperately rocking back and forth as I hoped and wished that some fictional action-hero would miraculously appear to save the world from the impending apocalypse.
Like, WTF, brain? This constant feeling of anxiety in my stomach is not comfortable. Quit it.
You know you've reached some sort of rock bottom when the virology lectures you should be reviewing are open in one window, but you'd rather read the same fanfics you've already read a billion times over again instead of studying for final exams.
At least they're good fanfics.
I missed this. I really truly did. So I'm back on LJ.
I may be in the middle of exams as we speak, but I'm going to make an effort to reconnect with old LJ friends...if you guys are still around and interested.....guys?......and keep up with some new ones.
It's cathartic, you know? I'm probably preaching to the choir at this point given that a lot of people are a lot more consistent with LJ posting and blogging than I, but I needed to say it anyway. There's something truly cathartic about sitting down and just writing out in an organised manner (sort of organised in my case) all the jumbled thoughts that accumulate over the course of a day or a week or whatever.
Title: It Lies at the End of Centuries
: M (for language and graphic descriptions of violence)Word Count
: All characters / Caroline/Tyler pairingSummary
: In 2015, The Agreement was signed by vampires and werewolves in an effort to curb their decreasing numbers at the hands of the ever-growing human Council. Peace came reluctantly and uneasily, but for five years it held until now. Caroline quickly finds herself uncovering the secrets to a centuries-long scheme that winds back to the ancient Mayan blood curse she'd thought had been put to rest ten years ago. Fighting to prevent another war between the two supernatural species and the possibility of hundreds of thousands of deaths, Caroline decides to uncover the truth for herself and put an end to the centuries-long blood feud once and for all.Warnings
: Only spoilerific if you aren't caught up on the episodes. This is a tag for 2x11.Disclaimer
: I don't own The Vampire Diaries
in any way shape or form.Notes:
AU on an established 'verse is a different realm for me. The plan for the story is all planned out and such, but this is new ground for me. Feedback, of any kind, is always appreciated.( Chapter One...Collapse )
We'll see how long this lasts, but for now here's what I have to say.
In between work, classes, readings, and studying I found some extra time to catch up on the new episodes of Merlin 'cause I'm masochistic that way. "Why?" you may ask and you'd be totally correct in assuming I'm just a touch insane for watching something I almost completely loathed only 10 months ago (has it been that long?), but I am nothing if not weak to the temptations of legend, "evil" women, and the possibility of redemption.
However, having watched it...and I use the term "watched" very loosely given that 20 minutes in I quickly realised it was becoming nearly unbearable to continue on without hard liquor of some sort numbing my senses, I have only a couple of comments to make...
Does EVERY SINGLE DAMN KNIGHT IN THE REALM have to fall in like/love/lust/inexplicable attraction with Guinevere? Is there a rule, is there a spell, is she actually a succubus with the ability to make every man a willing patsy?
Stop making Morgana smirk, writers. We get it. She's evil. You've already decimated her character, can you at least stop your mad train of lunacy before you make her entirely unsympathetic too? Wait....that's probably too much to ask. I blame the liquor for that last one, myself...
And a smirk....*FACEPALM*
Unfortunately, dear writers, you can not imbue a season and a half's worth of character development into a smirk. I say this because the only explanation for all the damn smirking is that you're sorely (and stupidly) trying to over-compensate for something.
I marvel at your ability to make these characters oh, so complex and intriguing......wait, what? I'm blaming the liquor for that comment too.
I'm just going to go back to reading about the History of the Middle East now. At least it had some characters with actual conviction and reason and...you know...a damn good plot.
Without my LJ peeps.
Not only that, but I feel decidedly less fun when I'm being all serious and wearing my official I'm-working-on-a-political-campaign clothes.
There have been worries expressed by others (and I've thought about it too, I'll admit) that blogging and working where I do may not mix quite so easily as...say...blogging and....doing nothing (go figure), but I'm just about ready to put the kabosh on that line of thinking.
Granted, wanting to post as often as I used to and being able to post as often as I used to given my time constraints may be an issue. We'll see how that goes.
Right now, I'll just inform you all that I am busy fangirling over BBC's Sherlock. Ummmmm....let's see if I remember how to do this....
Like for realz.
Where the hell have the past two months gone? I never really thought LJ would be something I'd ever not have time to do. Generally, I enjoy typing out my thoughts, re-evaluating whatever happens to be in my head and making it more coherent, but so, so much has happened in the last two months that I guess it's been all I could do just to keep up with it all and not fall behind.
That aside, I've missed LJ and I feel like this is something I need to make time for if only to maintain the precarious hold I have on my own sanity. *grins madly*
I'm now working on a mayoral campaign...and by working I mean volunteering practically all of my time, but it's fun and there's so much to do and as madly in love as I always knew I was with politics and that fast-paced world, being fully immersed in it has made me even more crazily obsessed with the thing. Not that I'm thinking of going straight into politics...that's something that I'll really only consider doing 10 to 15 years down the line because I have other things in mind first (UN, saving the world...you know...the easy stuff), but this experience is definitely opening my eyes and I'm learning so much about this world in general. It's fantastic. I am completely enamored by it!
Dear JJ Abrams and Fringe cast and crew,
Keep on being awesome, please. I don't know what I would do if you stopped bringing Teh Awesome to the party.
There would probably be tears, blunt objects thrown at TVs, and general unhappiness all over the damn place and that's never a good thing.
Trust me. I know. I watched Alias.
Appropriately Gobsmacked Fan
P.S. Also, please ensure John Noble receives the Emmy he so richly deserves. I know you can do it.