i'm a pixel here, myself

My trip was pretty fantastic, but it's left me in a rather nostalgic mood, to the point where I really just wanted to go to sleep last night so I didn't have to think about the forward march of time. I also didn't get to write porn on the plane because I was seated next to an older gentleman who was fascinated by my computer. ::headdesk:: Plan for tonight: work on smutbox (sorry folks; highschoolery gets the backburner until this is done).

So, dear friendslist, what has been going on in YOUR lives for the past five days?

Announcing the Second Annual Birthday Echo Challenge! Last year, viggorlijah posted and said "hey, wouldn't it be cool if people wrote stuff for my birthday and then I wrote stuff for them in return?" and people said "yes!" Well, I stole that (and called mine "[Petty Larceny]" which is a very old popslash joke) and had four people write me things last year.

Here are the rules:
1. Anyone can play.
2. You write me 100+ words of something in the following fandoms: Supernatural, WB RPS, Harry Potter, popslash, X-Men and DC Comics, X-Men movies, Ocean's 11/12, Discworld, Firefly, Project Runway RPS (only Missi gets to do this).
3. I write you 100+ words with the same characters.
4. Everyone is happy.

My birthday, for those keeping track, is April 22, so that gives you 12 days, if you want to play. Surely you can write 100 words in 12 days! The more the merrier (and the more you'll make me write!) and there's no need to sign up -- just post your drabble/ficlet/link to fic here and I will reply in kind!

I went to the gym for the first time in three weeks. Ow. Admittedly, I had more or less expected this: the reason I hadn't been in three weeks was that my gym is a school-run thing that runs *extremely* limited hours during exams or when the students are on break, which were three and two weeks ago, respectively, and much of last week I was away. But damn, I'm going to pay for that. I'm going to have to do as much as possible this month and very early next month because mid-to-late May and all of June are going to be *really* difficult, time-wise.

Man, writing is like pulling teeth tonight. No, scratch that. It's like pulling *major internal organs*. The worst part is that I *have it plotted*. I just can't choose the right words, and it won't flow like it did last Sunday. ::kicks story::

This icon was made by Max, who sees the beauty in all things, but especially in boys in suits. Look at wee!Dean and huge!Sam and their Meaningful Glance. In my head, it goes something like this:

Dean: Sammy, this is a janitor's closet.
Sam: I know.
Dean: So what are you... oh.
Sam: Yep.
Dean: Is it really your turn?
Sam: Yep.
Dean: ...are we gonna *fit* in there?
Sam: One way to find out! [grin]

Just like that, folks. Just like that.