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[elly427]

Am home. Am ridiculously tired after spending all week packing and all weekend not sleeping so the best friend and I could talk until I left her alone in Vancouver for four months.

Nearly missed my flight in Vancouver because I got stuck in security because my palm pilot cord apparently looked like the wire for a bomb. I'll be packing that in the suitcase next time (funnily enough, the palm got nary a look. huh.)

Halifax is cold and wet and not where I want to be right now. Am on the family computer which, while being new and shiny and a dell, is still the family computer which means I'll be on it a lot less. It also means no messenger, no photoshop and no checking my email every two minutes. Grr.

Wish I had something more interesting to say. Had a fic idea on the plane but couldn't write it because of the asshole reading my book over my shoulder. No way was I writing with him watching. Was too tired to get it down last night, so here's hoping it's still there when I get a chance to write.

Need to go grocery shopping.

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[mylittleredgirl.livejournal.com]

Fluff is harder than angst anyday.

Oh, I sooooooooo disagree. I could write fluff constantly. Seriously. I think angst is a more 'respectable' genre, on the whole, but fluff? If we toss out any sort of coherent plot requirement, or that there be a *point,* I have about thirteen cutesy moments for S/J in my head and on my word processor at the drop of a hat. Any hat.

besyd is largely to blame for this, though. I used to be much more of an angst hussy before she had her squeeeful way with me and made me start thinking of *exactly* how insufferably adorable Sam and Jack will be once they get themselves together to be so. And I guess a lot of those 'moments' have components of angst... nightmares and half-baked relationship fears and whatnot... but their adorability wins out pretty quickly. I'm much quicker to torment my characters and gleeefully twist the knife when I have more energy! Hee! Oh, and the X-Files did it to me, too, because with that I learned that there *can* be such a thing as too much angst.

And hey, at least we're both pathetic wenches ;) With our powers combined...