not a perfect metaphor

Subject line and its source relevant on several levels; for one thing, it'd been so long since I properly checked in over here that I didn't know I could have 15 icons now! Sweet!
This particular icon is, at the moment, directed at LJ. I feel like we're all yelling at "Peggy" from those Discover commercials (and I've gathered I'm not the only one). "Is not bug, is feature!"
Still not setting up shop here permanently, but I've taken advantage of the open account creation to port over some of my RP accounts, just in case. (Changed user names on a couple, while I was at it; in one case, what I originally wanted was free here but not on LJ, and in the other, I was never satisfied with what I had in the first place.) We'll see what happens.
Meanwhile: CANNOT WAIT FOR YULETIDE TO GO LIVE, GUYS. As much because I want to see what people think of mine as I want to read my presents (both of them! and Madness hasn't even kicked in! !!!).

I'm not only sick but dealing with the Viking hordes (it can't ever just be one thing, can it?), but why let that stop me from squeeing about what I wrote for Yuletide, now that I can? 'cause I'm immensely proud of both stories this year.
( said squeeing goes here )
And thank you to shopfront for Picture Perfect (or, the one that fills BOTH of my requests and does so brilliantly!).

Self, you are not allowed to jump up and down on the poor poor AO3 servers to see if you have a gift fic yet. (Instead I am jumping up and down on the fandom spreadsheet. THERE WILL BE AWESOMENESS.)
(Also: Go go gadget writer YOU CAN DO IT!)
I seem to have become the go-to [fandom] beta-reader by accident, but there ain't nothin' wrong with that. All three stories I've read in it are epic win, as were the one in [different fandom] and the one in [fandom I don't know, I was just the technical picker].
Dog went to the vet to have some fatty cysts removed, and will apparently be coming back in the Cone of Shame. The heart of my Christmas shopping is done, and... that's about all there is to report.

IT IS YULE GOAT TIME.
( fandoms: Bernard and the Genie, St. Trinian's, Villains By Necessity, Warehouse 13 )

So I'm two weeks behind most of y'all, since I don't think Hex is quite up to holding video files and I figured I'd just wait for BBC America to show it (now that we get it, thank you DirecTV).
And, well. I adored Tom Baker, and I liked Sylvester McCoy well enough in the... one episode PBS would air as its 'give us money!' drive. I've only seen a couple bits of the new stuff, not really enough to have a solid opinion on either.

But I don't think I'd found my Doctor yet. SO MANY KINDS OF AMAZING.

Some stats!squee on Vincenia, because I can.
38,456 words in the file for the first book. The file for the second is somewhere around 3000; I don't know where exactly.
81 pages (well, 80 and a bit); single-spaced 10-point Verdana. (For some reason, I write better in that font. ::shrug?::)
I've written ~22,000 words in this universe this year (it's my getyourwordsout project, which is how I know); it's not all things I can use in this book or one of the other two, but the noodling is just as important, as it's usually about how the secondary characters tick. (This includes figuring out the bitch queen, which I really needed to do so she's not cardboard.) It's a rough draft and it needs editing (including adding something worked out well after I was at the point it'd come up), but that's all right; I'm getting it out of my head and on virtual paper.
Yeah, I think I'm okay with this universe eating my brain.

Things that please me:
*isurrendered, for all your TV meme needs. I WANT SOME OF THESE SHOWS LIKE BURNING, GUYS.
*HEY LOOK I GOT SOMETHING PUBLISHED AGAIN.
*Actually managing this responsible adulthood thing and applying for stuff. I may in fact get the hang of this after all.
Thing that pleases me less: I'm tired of living in the Snowpocalypse. Yes, we didn't get as much here as, say, DC, but STILL. RIDICULOUS.

Meme time, because why not: If you could have me write a fic specifically for you, what would it be like? Fandom, characters/pairing, genre, plot elements, kinks... what's your ideal fic from me?
We're separating my ornaments from my parents' as we take stuff off the tree (hopefully it'll be of some use before December...). I have approx. a crapton of angels.
Tomorrow, I think I might try to detox my room (it's in desperate need of cleaning, partly so I can get my piles of stuff out of the living room and help Mom with her zen) and try to watch the Warehouse 13 episodes I missed over the summer. And keep poking at Vincenia; I think my writing spirits are buoyed by (a) finally having the nifty spreadsheet to keep track of the numbers and (b) having the I Do Two contract back in my hands. (PUBLISHING SQUEE, y'all.)

noooo, Little Archive That Could, let me comment on my Yuletide present and TELL THE AUTHOR HOW AWESOME IT IS.
(I got Warehouse 13. Claudia saves the day + Artifacts from the Titanic = EVERYONE WINS.)

Barring someone calling off, I... appear to have a weekend off. I think that's the first time that's happened since I got the job. Did some Christmas shopping after work; more to come Sunday. Haven't decided between Oxford or Borders (or both, but they're in opposite directions, is the thing) yet.
Dad turned on Andrew Bird on his iPod, on the drive home from dinner last night. That... seemed to be exactly what I needed, so I'm following suit on the big computer tonight. I do not, as predicted, miss the dog howling because OMG THERE ARE VIOLINS.
yuletide uploading is up! I've got my assignment and Yulebunny posted; now it's back to poking at the next Yulebunny. (Which is terrifying because [character] says things like [COMPLETELY RIDICULOUS PHRASE] and I might have to capture that and I'm not sure I can. But it's one of the things I love most about [fandom], so! Cryptic parenthetical is cryptic.)