goblin thievery

It's that time of year again! I know I haven't been around much this year, but as always I would like to send out cards for the winter holiday season. I have postcards, as always, but depending on what sort of selection I have and who requests a card, I will likely acquire actual cards as well.

We don't have to have ever exchanged three words for me to send you a card. I just like sending cards. Maybe we haven't talked in years, maybe we never talk, maybe we talk all the time... doesn't matter!

The postcards I have are not specifically holiday ones but are, if I remember correctly, variously New Brunswick/Canadian postcards I have picked up, or other random postcards acquired over the past year. Since I know I have a variety of religious beliefs/non-beliefs amongst my f-list, if you want a card, stating which holiday you will (or won't) be celebrating/what greeting you'd prefer would be excellent. If you don't state any, you'll likely recieve a generically cheery "Happy holidays!"

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Title: On the Whims of Fate
Character(s): Sarah Page, Lorraine Wickes
Warnings: none

Rating: G (I guess? Maybe PG for mention of 'ogling'? *dreadful at ratings*)
Category: pre-femslash
Spoilers: None - set pre Season 1
Beta(s): Big thanks to fredbassett!

Author's Notes: So, some time verging on probably a year ago lonely_candle requested a Sarah/Lorraine fic from me. By the time her most recent birthday rolled around, I still hadn't got it written, so decided it would be her birthday fic. This is that fic. Finally. Sadly, it isn't full-blown slash, but I had such terrific trouble writing Lorraine that I'll take what I can get from the muses!
Disclaimer: Primeval is not mine. This fic will make me no money. For entertainment purposes only.
Summary: Sarah Page has been away from England for quite some time, but now she finds herself standing in the London rain once more...

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As hosted by Denial, of course.

Besides the Burton/Lester ficlets earlier this year and the series of drabbles (which are really nothing, I could possibly drabble in my sleep), I haven't really done anything significant in the way of ficcing in ages.

But with life looking rather suspiciously like it may co-operate... I have done up a surprisingly small list for my To Do for July & August.

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Oh! And I've got a new layout that I'm testing. :D I think I like it thus far, although its narrower than my old one, so a bit of getting used to. And a quick glance at the source code for it makes me think it'll be easy enough to replace the header with one of my own. I'm fond of the black and white look and may, come school once more, try and get a pic of F------ to use. I'm also fiddling with a customized mood theme that will use a bunch of gif'd moods drawing from a Donna Noble theme, a River Song theme, a Tenth Doctor theme, and a Jack Harkness one.

I'd really rather a nice black and white one, more multi-fandom, but I'd have to make that. Perhaps a fun graphics project for later in the year. A nice Primeval one would be cool. All in black and white and goodness knows I've got the caps and the downloads and the newfound ability to take massive amounts of caps from video files.

Ooooh. A Sanctuary/Primeval/DW/QI theme. That would be shiny.

Right. Enough babbling.

Title: Echinodons and Velociraptors
Character(s): Nick, Stephen, Michael (OC), Jason (OC), Ryan (OC)
Warnings: Domesticated!Nick? Kids? An absurd number of Stephens?
Rating: G

Spoilers: None for canon. This is set in kristen_mara's Six Stephens series, so could be considered to have spoilers for that AU. Also, reading those fics would probably help this one make a lot more sense. *g*

Beta(s): Many thanks to the lovely kristen_mara for beta'ing her own birthday fic! Any inaccuracies or mistakes are my own fault, of course.
Author's Notes: Belated birthday fic for Kristen, inspired by the prompts she gave/our email conversation. Many thanks for letting me play in your 'verse, my dear! Stompie has previously appeared in a fic of Kristen's (in a different AU!), as a gift from Stephen to Nick, but that's all you really need to know. And yes I know the title is bad, lol. I couldn't think of anything else.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never mine, no profit. All OCs mentioned belong Kristen. The toy dinosaur is real and belongs to yours truly.

Summary: Nick comes home late one night to find a toddler in his bedroom.

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I can't remember when I started this, but I guess I'd thought I would give making something bigger than a banner or icon a shot. So. Pretty basic, I guess, but it was fun to mess about with! (And in proper Denial fashion I've combined an S2 image with an S1 quote. xP)

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(I feel like there was a book or something I read once that said something about doing five impossible things before breakfast every day. Hm.)

As of last Wednesday, Lent started, and as I think most all of you are aware, I'm Catholic. And since I've really kinda skived off of Lent the past few years, I thought I'd really actually DO something this year, so I decided to (with a couple practical exemptions delineated below) give up the internet for Lent.

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Shall be terribly sad, no LJ for 40 days (not that I've been on much anyway)... but to make it up to people (... maybe ....), I present:

Lyle or more correctly the ever-lovely Daniel Craig. Click at your own risk. I disclaim all responsibility for sporfled liquids damaging screens or keyboards. (SFW, though, don't worry.) (Also, the pictures may be kinda large.)

*waves* See you all in a-fewer-than-40 days!

Jay

PS. Depending on what the comment content is, I MAY reply. But don't be astonished if I don't. At least, not for another 30+ days.

The comm itself. I just found out about it, and I know some people on my flist have at least participated in fundraisers on LJ before, so maybe someone knows someone who could give the creator of this comm a hand...? (They are in Christchurch itself and as such, have spotty internet access.)

CHCH Quake Relief

My email and LJ don't seem to be getting along, so apologies if I don't reply to your comment/reply in a reasonable time frame!

Done in the same style as those play-by-plays I posted in the rewatch threads ages ago, for those who saw those. *g* For those who never saw those, this is basically my thoughts, uncensored, as I watch the episode. And yes, my thought pattern actually does work like this. More or less. *g*

Usually I'd squee all over the chat to Kez, but my wireless has been crazy-finicky lately, and when I started watching the ep, she was away from Skype, so I'm blaming/crediting Kez with the existence of this. xD

Edit to add: I've been watching a lot of CSI lately, which tends to actually kind of engage my brain. Moreso than anything else I watch on TV. Even as I was typing this I was going 'well, this is oddly cerebral for me when watching something'. Usually its a lot OH SHINY, OH PRETTY, OH BIG GUN, OOOH ACTION, OOOH BIG BOOM, ANIMALANIMALANIMALSQUEE. Bit less of that in here than usual.

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And am using an Abby icon because she was pretty epic this season. And I love the icon.

Also, out of curiosity, why on earth would the Mysterious Voice at the end of the credits tell people to grab a table lamp for the next show that's coming on? *is amused and baffled*

Please don't take/use these icons. They will be posted again some time in the future in an icon-dump and will be free pickings then. :)

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