Riona (
rionaleonhart) wrote2010-05-17 05:53 pm
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Sneeze Your Womb Out? That's Your Plan?
Well, that's university over and done with.
...bit anticlimactic, really, isn't it? Hang on:
You defeated UNIVERSITY!
Thank you so much for your support, both in the comments to my previous entry and over the past four months of stress. I am so lucky to know all of you. (I suppose it's conceivable that You, The Reader might be someone I do not, in fact, know, but I'm sure you're excellent anyway.)
I feel a bit odd now. I don't quite know what to do when I don't have a massive deadline looming over me, it seems. What do people do when they're not panicking over dissertations?
Ooh, I can start writing again! Well, yes, I was writing before, but now I can write without guilt. The drive to write may well have scarpered now that the allure of procrastination no longer hovers about it, but let's give this a go anyway:
Give me a prompt (or several), and I'll write you a one-sentence fic.
(I should become slightly less terrible at responding to things now. Let's hope.)
...bit anticlimactic, really, isn't it? Hang on:
You defeated UNIVERSITY!
Thank you so much for your support, both in the comments to my previous entry and over the past four months of stress. I am so lucky to know all of you. (I suppose it's conceivable that You, The Reader might be someone I do not, in fact, know, but I'm sure you're excellent anyway.)
I feel a bit odd now. I don't quite know what to do when I don't have a massive deadline looming over me, it seems. What do people do when they're not panicking over dissertations?
Ooh, I can start writing again! Well, yes, I was writing before, but now I can write without guilt. The drive to write may well have scarpered now that the allure of procrastination no longer hovers about it, but let's give this a go anyway:
Give me a prompt (or several), and I'll write you a one-sentence fic.
(I should become slightly less terrible at responding to things now. Let's hope.)
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How about David Mitchell meets Dean Winchester in a bar and spills a drink on him.
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er, prompt... how about the one from my dream the other day which was 'Sherlock Holmes fights vampires'
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Erm.. Charlie Brooker meeting John McEnroe.
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Also, I can already tell this is the start of my annual '...what do you MEAN you are done with university, I have at least two months of work to go!' issues, that I will probably aim at everyone on my friendslist who is in university, and my real life friends, who pretty much all study English lit and will be done a month before I'm done. WHY MUST THE BIOMEDICAL SCIENCE BE SO HARDCORE.
Anyway, enough about my emo, you have defeated the university! WELL DONE YOU!
Charlie and David (and perhaps other people) are housemates at university!
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Charlie and David (and perhaps other people) are housemates at university!
Ooh, someone should write a full-length fic about this! For now, though:
David sits with his head in his hands and his notes untouched, loathing himself; he can hardly avoid his drunken mistake if he fucking lives with it, can he?
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A *non*-college-themed one: Holmes, Watson, May, Clarkson, and Hammond: they
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Apply for MAs?
Congrats again!
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Charlie and David bicker over what to listen to on the radio.
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Promptitude: Charlie coming out via twitter.
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Fic - Um, since I had a dream where Sam and Dean had to fight off a zombie apocalypse using only my borrowed crutches, something about trying to kill zombies with borrowed crutches. Possibly Winchesters, or Top Gear presenters, or David Mitchell, or anyone.
Also, the morning after Mark and Jeremy have sex.
And also, anything in the world involving mummies with cowboy hats (I just saw Bubba Ho-Tep).
And the King of the Cosmos gives David Mitchell a Katamari.
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Did you get everything handed in on time or did you experience the full joy of the dissertation dash? XD (Not that I snuck out of my office to go and watch any of it, of course. That would have been unprofessional.)
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"Ooh, Rob, let's open a big shop!"
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