I'm all aflutter and flaily. (Yes, it's a word, shut up.) =D
yuletide is making for much glee. Everything is SO well-written and lovely!
And I'm literally going mad trying to not respond to the comments I've gotten on my fic and seeing the response it's getting. I have joy. Also, seeing the fic written for me get recced is VERY exciting. Almost as exciting as seeing the fic *I* wrote get recced. ::bounces on hands::
I'm not good at this anonymous thing, but I'm doing very well, I think.
There is a fabulous
Superman Returns fic,
Interview Skills, featuring Superman and Richard White, and it makes Bruce Wayne a classmate of Richard's in college. According to
Batman Begins, that would be Princeton.
And I am utterly in love with the idea of those two being more than just passing aquaintances, but roommates.
likeadeuce should write something about this, as she mentioned it earlier and I will be a nag if I have to. ;) But... yeah, apparently I have a bunny. Of the plot variety.
zoe_chan is doing a lovely job beckoning me to the dark side.
lady_sarai: I, my dear, am going to a very special kind of Hell.
zoe_chan: oh?
zoe_chan: whyso?
( The crack pairing that is eating my brain... )Oh, plot bunnies. You and a glass of wine do not mix. (Or rather, you DO, too well for my own good.)
...I need an icon for this utter crack crossover pairing of DOOOM.
They're so messed up, it hurts, but I LOVE it. (Particularly the scene
zoe_chan and I just worked our way through! GUH!!!)
And now, I am so going to bed it isn't funny. And you know, wine? Goes straight to my head. Hello, lala-land.