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Confession: I literally forgot, until today, that I have a Fandom Trumps Hate fic to write. Wooooow, Cass. It's a good thing we have until December to finish, innit? My life went into complete upheaval and I literally just forgot. That's a bad look. On the bright side, the person I'll be writing for is super cool and sweet and the request is definitely something I'm really interested in, so it won't be difficult at all to get into it once I can find some time and space to concentrate on something other than the cost and the logistics of my upcoming move. And hey, for all I know, my new apartment will provide me with the perfect comfortable space to really dig in and focus up.
Happy Pride! I always felt good having my birthday during Pride Month, and for the start of it coinciding with my birthday week. I'm going to do something to treat myself every day this week. Today, on Day 1, got a bag of goodies from 85 Bakery (which I am really, REALLY going to miss).
At the time of writing this it is now technically tomorrow, as it is 2:44AM. So, once I wake up, for Day 2 I'm going to go have a huge breakfast at this cool local hole in the wall called Cowboy Surfer Grill. The decor is equal parts surfer, cowboy, and Irish, for some reason.
In more unfortunate news, my friend Jess texted me to let me know that our mutual friend Sam was found collapsed in her bathroom by her husband and taken to the hospital, where she proceeded to have multiple seizures. There's a mass on her spine that she will have surgery to remove, they just aren't sure when. Last I heard, she's coherent and awake and close to being her usual cheerful self, just a little out of it and scared. I'm going to find time to go visit. It will mean spending many long hours on the freeway, but seeing Sam - and seeing Jess too - will be well worth it.
Happy Pride! I always felt good having my birthday during Pride Month, and for the start of it coinciding with my birthday week. I'm going to do something to treat myself every day this week. Today, on Day 1, got a bag of goodies from 85 Bakery (which I am really, REALLY going to miss).
At the time of writing this it is now technically tomorrow, as it is 2:44AM. So, once I wake up, for Day 2 I'm going to go have a huge breakfast at this cool local hole in the wall called Cowboy Surfer Grill. The decor is equal parts surfer, cowboy, and Irish, for some reason.
In more unfortunate news, my friend Jess texted me to let me know that our mutual friend Sam was found collapsed in her bathroom by her husband and taken to the hospital, where she proceeded to have multiple seizures. There's a mass on her spine that she will have surgery to remove, they just aren't sure when. Last I heard, she's coherent and awake and close to being her usual cheerful self, just a little out of it and scared. I'm going to find time to go visit. It will mean spending many long hours on the freeway, but seeing Sam - and seeing Jess too - will be well worth it.
