Chloe Ficathon Story

I am so relieved, I finally finished my assigned entry in voleuse's Chloe Ficathon.

Title: One More Loss
Author: Megan
Disclaimer: I do not own Chloe or Lana or anything else that is related to the Smallville universe. Al and Miles own it all, those crack-dealing bastards;-).
Author’s Note: This was written for sathinks who requested candles and an apartment in Metropolis. Please forgive the lateness of this fic, I don’t think I’ve ever had a more difficult time writing anything, ever. Hope you enjoy!

( Metropolis Wasn't Supposed to be Like This )

ETA: Check out the great story that taraljc wrote for me. Cabin Fever. It's Chloe and the aftermath of the season finale and I can't praise it enough.

Random-osity

I can't remember a more gorgeous stretch of weather. Spent the time after work relaxing in the backyard, reading Mary Magdalen: Myth and Metaphor by Susan Haskins and watching the dog roll around in the grass. I would've gotten a tan if only the sunlight hadn't been reflecting off the pages of the book up directly into my eyes. Lovely, lovely day.

A wonderful balm to the craziness that was last night. Spent the evening in A2 with hlgraban and Dan (and added my soon-to-be famous cheesecake to the celebration) and had a good time. However, the Big Lug came down to see His Girl and so he was the one to drive home. He was stupidly text messaging while driving (though I told him not to) and when we got caught in a sudden rain storm he lost control of the car, we spun around twice (almost hitting another car in the process) and ended up backwards in a ditch. Thankfully no one was hurt and the car was fine but still, he's an idiot.

I don't know how people can't love Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. I just finished watching the cutest episode and I was so amused that I couldn't stop giggling. The characters make the show and I'm sure I wouldn't surprise anyone if I said that I want to marry Chief O'Brien in another life.

*hugs to all my friends* It's just a euphoric day.