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Well, autumn's finally hit for real. The end of the week was rainy and dismal, but now the sun has come out and it's gorgeous outside, if a bit chilly. The trees are turning and everything is lovely.

The preparations for Halloween have begun. A few years ago it was Christmas that I loved, there was something special about that season. Maybe it was law school finals, maybe it was family obligations, who knows, but now I enjoy Halloween much more. It's one night of the year when I get to dress up, have fun, and pretend that I'm someone/thing else. Plus there's treats. Everybody loves treats.

In sadder news, we've had a loss here at FGC. Papa Bear, dodger_sister's cat, passed away this week. He was old and sick but it still hurts that he's not here anymore. He could be an old curmudgeon but he was also the first one to try to take care of you when you were down. He raised abandoned kittens and when he loved he loved with his whole heart. He was a good cat and he is definitely missed.

*fans face* Now I'm all teary eyed. Have some music while I pull myself back together.

Mumford & Sons - Awake My Soul



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This entire post is me distracting myself from some more bad news that I heard last night. I'm not physically able to speak about President Hinckley's death yet so I'll talk about other things in the interim.

I have three ideas for original fiction that I hope to be able to write some day. Some of them are more fleshed out than others.

( Idea-age, For the Intrigued )

See, self inserts and sekrit pretend worlds are awesome. You never know when some bit of craziness might actually turn into something real years later.

I'm pretty sure that any one who eventually reads what I write will have no doubts about my involvement in fandom. We fic writers pick up certain tropes and habits that are pretty unmistakeable, much like romance writers and other niche professionals. If you don't believe me go read the first chapter and a half of Melusine by Sarah Monette and you'll see what I mean.

So, what are some of your crazy or not-so-crazy original fiction ideas? Or maybe your favorite crazy fic ideas? We're all storytellers here, after all. =D

So. There's been some not-so-ordered chaos going on lately. It's a bit of a story, so I'll cut it.

( My Soap Opera Life )

In other news, hiyacynth, I've decided that you can have Tyrol as your very own BSG husband because I'm going to marry Billy. He's a little on the young side but absolutely adorable. Still much love for the Chief, of course, but my heart's been stolen out from under me.

Also, have finally caught some Hustle and it is one of the most wonderful shows ever. I love it muchly.

The Pup is giving me grief. He does not seem to understand that the ice cream in the bowl is mine and no I will not give it to him. Mine!

'Twas a lovely day today. The maple trees around the neighbourhood all decided that they would turn this lovely golden yellow shade over night. While walking it felt almost as if I were in Lothlorien. Autumn does amazing things for the imagination, no wonder Bilbo (and Frodo) always got antsy in the Fall.

I learned today that Michael Piller recently passed away. He was a god among Star Trek writers and the co-creator of DS9 (as well as complete creator of The Dead Zone tv series). I've always respected, admired and loved his unique talent and vision and they will all be terribly missed. Requiescat in pace.

No, Pup, I won't give you my ice cream!

So, the turn indicator on my car (the Hobbit) has been acting funny for ages and the Wrestler suddenly fixed it with the touch of a button, leading me to contemplate mutant powers, again. I can't quite decide what my mutant power would be. There are just too many possibilities. Plus there's always the difference between what one would like them to be and what they would actually be. I'm sure Scott Summers didn't want to suddenly have visious beams of light come shooting out of his eyes but shoot they did. I love the X-Men and they're hardly concealed metaphors about the adolescent experience. ;-)

Ha HA! The Pup has given up and gone to greener pastures. I am victorious, once again!

The phone post wasn't as big a success as I would have liked it to be. Stupid .ogg files. I will attempt another one later with a .wav file instead. I may even do a little singing on that one. I really like singing;-).

Survived the weekend. Stupid f-ing snow. If I never see a snow flake again it'll be TOO.SOON! The exam wasn't as doom-y as I feared it would be. Will find out in July if I did well enough to go on to the next assessment level or if I'm back at square one.

You know, if I do make it through this process one of the last steps is a background check done by the Secret Service. They'll probably discover this journal. I'm not quite sure what to think about that one ...

The Da called me on Saturday night and let me know that my Great-Aunt Pat (my paternal grandfather's brother's wife) had passed away. Her passing is not a surprise as she had been very ill for a little while now. I'm not quite sure how I feel about the whole thing. I've never been especially close to anyone on that side of the family. She was a tough old bird and I say that with more then a little respect. I mourn for all those who were close to her and have lost someone they love.

Also found out that my Great-Uncle Bob (my paternal grandmother's late sister's husband) has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Wow. What a horrible disease.

Dangit, I forgot to email the Wrestler this morning. He's going to give me so.much.grief. Nobody does grief quite so well as he does.

But, hey, life's not so bad. The sun is shining, everything's warming up, the f-ing snow has melted. Spring might be staying around after all!

What a devestating week it's been. My heart mourns for the destruction that has been visited on Indonesia and Sri Lanka and so many Pacific islands. The casualty numbers are overwhelming and incomprehensible. I don't have words fit enough to express what I am feeling and my own reaction pales in comparison to that of the people most directly affected. I was so relieved to hear that illyria_novia is safe and yet I grieve for all of the loss and destruction that has been heaped upon your nation and fellow Indonesians. My thoughts and prayers are with you and all those who are suffering so much at this time.

There is so much in this world that we still do not understand, so many forces that we battle with minute by minute. Thank goodness for the comfort and strength we find in each other. While we do not have the power to change the tragedies that surround us we do, at the very least, have the ability to succor those who are in need, whether physically, emotionally or spiritually.