[sticky entry] Sticky: sponsorable fic list

Jan. 1st, 2016 07:23 am
chanter_greenie: a lilac tree in bloom (Wisconsin spring: lilac season)
I actually have one of these, now! I'm amazed I got this far. Fics available for funding by donation are listed below. I'm borrowing from the ever-marvelous [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith here by listing the name of the person who prompted the story. I've also learned about rate calculations by following her examples and links. For information on the orange!verse, and the Schrodinger's Heroes project that spawned it, see her menu page.

Just for my own sake, if a person donates for one of these fics, could they please send a private message or drop a comment or... something of that sort? I've never done this from the writerly side before, and I have no idea if PayPal will send a message of its own when a donation comes in. Edited to add: It does send a message! I still have no objections to people dropping a line, though. I don't often equate usernames with real names, especially if I don't know you RL.

Miller's Speculation
prompted by [personal profile] thnidu, with a hat tip to Professor Virgil Miller, University of Wisconsin - Whitewater. Sponsored by R. A. Olivero, a very old RL friend
Original ficlet. The quirkiest cautionary tale/moment of ironic justice you ever did see.

"Meteor Scatter"
prompted by < [personal profile] perfectworry, Sponsored by [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith
Orange!verse. Quinn has nothing at all against other people's stars.

Tuning Up
Backdated several years before the events of "Adjacent Universe Splatter". Rebroadcasts to the northern States started first.
Orange!verse, $40.

Autumn On The Oak Savanna
prompted and sponsored by [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith
Original ficlet. The scent of newly-harvested fields in the fall... and quite a bit more besides.

Spring Is Honest
Written in trade with [personal profile] helgatwb, who asked for a piece about early spring. I obliged, with Wisconsin in late March.

Musical Gift
Prompted by [personal profile] siliconshaman, sponsored by W. Blondeau, an RL friend
Orange!verse. "Someone's got to speak up. I'm having fun while I do it." Meet Eric.

Dual Path Echo
prompted in a roundabout way by [personal profile] siliconshaman and [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith, sponsored by W. Blondeau
Orange!verse. To Helen, love is verb, noun and natural state of being.

Working The Bands
On both sides of the border, people are rolling up their sleeves.
Orange!verse, $43.

Halo
Orange!verse. Il est bien, sa bon, even when it ain't. Meet Doc and Sister.

In The Clear
sponsored by R. A. Olivero, an RL friend
Orange!verse, immediately post Open Carrier and Carrier Wave (both still in progress). Dat is niet alleen uit vanavond. Eric meets a refugee.

Outbander
sponsored by W. Blondeau
Orange!verse, set just before Cat's In The Cradle. "It's for my girlfriend." A trans* citizen of America (recurring character) gets by.

Thy Father And...
There are two sides to what Kendra's inherited.
Orange!verse, $5.

Signal Strength
sponsored by W. Blondeau
Orange!verse. Concurrent with the events of Cat's In The Cradle. At eighteen, Kendra gets an education by radio.

Keeping A Logbook
sponsored by W. Blondeau
Orange!verse. These are the things Sandy carries.

Jammed Transmissions
Every refugee has a story of their own.
TW: visceral imagery (current), violence, police brutality, racism, homophobia, harmful institutional reactions to neurodiversity (all past, current environment supportive)
Orange!verse, $41.

Clandestine Stations
What makes the local Waxahachie team help with rebroadcasts to the southern States?
Orange!verse, $10.50.

Ragchew
Just what gets written in safehouse fridge notes, anyway?
TW: brief but vividly mentioned symptoms of illness
Orange!verse, $25.

QRM
Sharing space in Canadian safehouses is far from uneventful.
TW: past loss of family members, obvious mental stress
Orange!verse, $46.

Legal ID
Prompted by [personal profile] ellenmillion. Carlos doesn't envy the lawyers one bit, but...
TW: references to child abuse and violence (past, current environment supportive)
Orange!verse, $11.50.

Modulation
"We're geese, not coyotes." Carlos and Quinn make a run to Detroit.
TW: hinted possible violence, nothing shown
Orange!verse, $28

Parliament Hill's Reply
Released for free post the 2016 U.S. election.
In Brampton, Leigh muses on Lady Liberty's inscription and the people who cross the border.

Essential Components
Which items are vital at the safehouse in Brampton, and why?
Orange!verse, $39.

Open Carrier Part 1
Kendra makes a decision.
Orange!verse, $12.

Open Carrier Part 2
Kendra gets rolling.
Orange!verse, $5.

Open Carrier Part 3
Kendra spends her first day and night on the road.
Orange!verse, $7.

Open Carrier Part 4
Kendra makes it to Detroit.
Orange!verse, $6.

Lighted Display
This little light of--wait just a second.
Orange!verse, $7.50.

Heaven Is Subjective
sponsored by [personal profile] technoshaman
Orange!verse. "People still hate up here," Sandy says.

Trusted Voice
You need a couple of passable musicians and a lot of willing hearts. How Leigh does what she does.
Orange!verse, $12.50.

Arco Iris
Free verse poem, not part of any specific universe. Someone asks a soundmage for a magical rainbow. She provides as only she can. This poem was the un-posted inspiration of a rainbow/color challenge a while ago.
Original, $5

Summer To The Winter Country
Prompted and sponsored by [personal profile] technoshaman. Original. Summer might be sand.

The Senses Of Same
Prompted by [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith. Hope, wonder and hunched shoulders.
Original, $9.50.

Bring Back The Wonder
Sponsored by McSushi, an RL friend. Original. Just what would it take?

The Lamentations of Old Money
What Jennifer wants fits on a two-sided coin.
Original, $23.00.
This is as close as I can get to how this series runs, chronological order-wise. It's a fair suggested reading order too, although several of these can stand alone if so desired. The first two pieces diverge from the rest, but not as far as you might think. Works without linked titles are available for sponsorship, or incomplete and being worked on if noted.

Update: I now have a character list posted for the orange!verse. Be forewarned, some of the details in that list are spoilers for as-yet unreleased pieces. Read with caution if inclined to avoid info you'd sooner find out in stories as they appear.

Adjacent Universe Splatter
Pat and Scarlett get a signal they aren't expecting. Scarlet!verse.

Taking The Long Path
The team tune in the station Pat caught. Scarlet!verse.

Tuning Up
Backdated several years before the events of "Adjacent Universe Splatter". Rebroadcasts to the northern States started first. Orange!verse.

Musical Gift
Someone's got to speak up. I'm having fun while I do it. Meet Eric. Orange!verse.

Dual Path Echo
To Helen, love is verb, noun and natural state of being. Orange!verse.

Keeping A Logbook
These are the things Sandy carries. Orange!verse.

Halo
Il est bien, sa bon, even when it ain't. Meet Doc and Sister. Orange!verse.

Working The Bands
On both sides of the border, people are rolling up their sleeves. Orange!verse.

Essential Components
Which items are most important at the safehouse in Brampton, and why? Orange!verse.

Jij Bent Zo
You're like that, and I wouldn't have you any other way. Meet Kendra. Orange!verse.

Handles and Callsigns (in progress)
Cell members have all kinds of ways they identify themselves on the radio. Orange!verse.

QRM
Sharing space in Canadian safehouses is far from uneventful. Orange!verse.

Heaven Is Subjective
"People do still hate up here," Sandy says. Orange!verse

Trusted voice
You need a couple of passable musicians and a lot of willing hearts. How Leigh does what she does. Orange!verse.

Ragchew
Just what gets written on safehouse refrigerator doors? Orange!verse.

The First Rule of Pirate Radio (in progress)
Not everybody's squeaky clean, whichever side of the border they're from or on. Orange!verse.

Legal ID
Carlos doesn't envy the lawyers one bit, but... Orange!verse.

Local Interference
(backdated four years prior to Jij Bent Zo)
Sometimes you just gotta stand. How Kendra got that black eye. Orange!verse.

Cat's In The Cradle
The little Boy Blue and the man on the moon. Michael watches his daughter with his gifts. Orange!verse.

Thy Father And...
There are two sides to what Kendra's inherited. Orange!verse.

Signal Strength
(post Jij Bent Zo, concurrent with the earlier two thirds of Cat's In The Cradle)
At eighteen, Kendra gets an education by radio. Orange!verse.

Jammed Transmissions
Every refugee has a story of their own. Orange!verse.

Meteor Scatter
(backdated roughly three years prior to the end of Cat's In The Cradle)
Quinn has nothing against other people's stars. Orange!verse.

Outbander
(concurrent with Cat's In The Cradle)
"It's for my girlfriend." A trans* citizen of America gets by. Orange!verse.

Modulation
"We're geese, not coyotes." Carlos and Quinn make a run to Detroit. Orange!verse.

Parliament Hill's Reply
In Brampton, Leigh muses on Lady Liberty's inscription and the people who cross the border. Orange!verse.

Open Carrier (in progress, now partially sponsorable)
(set post Cat's In The Cradle)
Kendra makes an attempt. Orange!verse.

Carrier Wave (in progress)
(immediately post Open Carrier)
For some refugees, the only way out is through. Orange!verse.

In The Clear
(immediately post Carrier Wave)
Dat is niet alleen uit vanavond. Eric meets a refugee. Orange!verse.

Lighted Display
This little light of--wait just a second. Orange!verse.

Clandestine Stations
What makes the local Waxahachie team help with rebroadcasts to the southern States? Orange!verse.
chanter_greenie: a bright blue sky and fluffy clouds (Wisconsin summer: boundless friendly sky)
Well, close enough. :) Stella Jaye Floyd arrived earlier tonight. Mom, kidlet and dad all doing fine, so far as anyone's told me. 7 pounds, 13 or 14 ounces (speaker phone made that blurry), and my conversions are rubbish, so... 3 kilos and change?

I need to find a figurine, and by that I mean a proper marble or similar carved one, not a rubbishy plastic one, of a Stellar's jay (I believe that's the name of the bird in question) and present it to her. Not to her folks, although they'll see it. The figurine will be hers.

Leetle not-feathery feathery star baby. :D

Eeeeeee!

Jun. 23rd, 2017 03:20 pm
chanter_greenie: a bright blue sky and fluffy clouds (Wisconsin summer: boundless friendly sky)
My sister's in the hospital having kiddo the second. :) It's early days yet, so say my mother and other sister, but...

EeeeeeeEEEEE! :D

Campfire plans for this weekend are thoroughly scuttled, as we knew they might be. Oh well, this is more important. I'm not going up to visit until everyone's home and settled in, which probably means either next weekend or for part of the weekend of the Fourth. But, oh my gosh! :D

I am going to laugh my butt off if it's a boy. Ultrasounds may be highly accurate, but they are not perfect. I know Jordan had them check twelve times, and whether that's hyperbole or not, I don't know; I wasn't there. My point stands.

:) :) Updates to follow.
chanter_greenie: Commander Seth Goddard of Space Cases fame (SC: Goddard - do the best they can)
Thank you so much to everyone who commented on that last entry of mine. Much love!

Showed the bosslady the list. She was sympathetic, if definitely a bit thrown. She first asked if I was quitting - "Nooooo no, definitely not." Wound up taking two days off, with her blessing. I need them. The day got better from there on in; I don't know why uncorking, embarrassing though it was after the fact, helped, but it did. Also helping were several messes getting sorted out all at once, and a relatively mellow day. I still need the vacation time, badly. By late morning, I was not flinching at phone rings or e-mail pings, and chatting with friendly customers was a pleasure rather than a chore. Definite improvements, and again, no idea why uncorking helped.

Seriously looking into getting a medical opinion on this anxiety stuff, because it's been bad, lifelong, and it's getting worse, and I have a family history of the same; Mom has it too, though often well-hidden. People at work seem to think it's purely an attitude/reaction thing, of the 'change your outlook' variety. As changing my outlook involves a good amount of what feels suspiciously like plastering on an obviously fake smile, I'm not sure this is something a sunny mindset is going to cure.

I need the vacation time. There will be reading up a storm, and radio time as both receiver and transmitter, and *fingers crossed* a blood donation, and kitty cuddles, and maybe a campfire.

Bless my boss, seriously. I wrote her a grateful e-mail before taking off for vacation time. Strongly considering a gift of chocolate out of gratitude for putting up with my self-confessed high-strung self.

Just wanted to update everybody. I'm okay. I'm flipping tired and need a recharge.
chanter_greenie: a panther being stared at by multiple other animals (this panther has been to Colorado)
I am 99% sure I'm showing this to my boss tomorrow. I'm scared stiff, but it really is the best idea I can come up with. Then you know you...? Need a new job? Are burned out? Are an overly anxious ball of overreaction? Need to grow the hell up with your wanting-a-slower-pace self?

Bosslady*,

I know this mode of delivery is an odd one, and an oddly formal one, but formality's not what I'm going for here. Very much the opposite; you're a great boss, and you've been better to me than I deserve. I just do better when i'm able to draft something rather than blurting it out. You've probably seen me lock up verbally when trying to get words out in a tense situation, and I don't want to splutter through this.

This is me over the last few weeks. Second person pronouns used because I started this in list form.

When thinking about work, at all, causes you a physical - tightening guts, chills, tangibly elevated heart rate - stress response. This includes when you're doing mundane things, like sitting at home in your rocking chair, or watching a television series you usually love.

When thinking about the next day makes you queasy with dread.

When you don't want to eat, because of both the stomach squirmies, and the time loss sticking a granola bar in your face will cause you.

When you know you're not learning from your mistakes, even though you're trying to.

When you flinch every time your e-mail goes off or your phone rings.

When you don't want to sleep, even though you know you need to, because then you lose a whole night on your own time, and after you lose the whole night of your own time, it'll be tomorrow and work again, where you dread...

When you just can't keep up with anything unless reminders of it are shoved in your face every five minutes, because you're a child, or not motivated, or both.

When you don't want to take a day off, because of what failure of yours might come to light in your absence, and because during your absence, another avalanche will fall into your queue and wait for you, and you know it.

When building pleasantly professional rapport with your customers stops being something you pride yourself on, and starts feeling like a waste of time someone will probably call you on one of these days.

When you forget the answers to obvious work-related questions that you knew six months ago, and you know you should know, but the person to ask is either gone, new, or knows as well as you do that you should know the answer by now.

When saving someone's event, or helping someone celebrate their daughter's birthday, or making sure someone has the clothes for work that may well allow them to keep their job, stops making you proud and just feels like another chore to be rushed through.

When you're more exhausted, mentally, then you remember being before February of this year, and there were plenty of times where you were extremely exhausted before February of this year.

When you don't like the woman under your work facade very much anymore.

When you have the bright idea to show this to your boss, and you're scared silly of the reaction you'll get, but it truly is the best idea you've got.

Then, you know you...?

*Bosslady's name omitted.
chanter_greenie: a starscape, including a spiral galaxy (on a quest for a jewel)
This fic took me a chunk of yesterday afternoon/evening, and much of last night to write and edit. Worth every minute, although I may not be saying that in a few hours, once the sleep deprivation catches up with me...! It was inspired by another fic on AO3, SearchingforSerendipity's 'Put Aside Fear For Courage', and for that reason, I link to that particular fic from mine. I was given the blessing of the author to run with this idea, and yesterday/today the idea finally crystallized, just about in one.

Here be wizardly!Lieutenant Ilia, Kevin Riley, Christine Chapel and Janice Rand. Also many others on Errantry, but that's detailed in SearchingforSerendipity's work. Be warned: There are significant and vivid, as in graphic via narrator's viewpoints, spoilers for deaths and injury in the first movie here, as well as spoilers for 'The Naked Time'. There's also some vivid imagery regarding an away mission gone badly wrong, so anyone shy of medical detail might want to skip.

Ilia is a warm rather than hot sentient being, Chekov is exactly the eager choirboy he seems to be, Riley has a good heart, and both Chris and Janice get their wings.

Oh, and I owe [personal profile] camwyn credit for any and all references to cold iron.

Its Continuing Mission )
chanter_greenie: a panther being stared at by multiple other animals (this panther has been to Colorado)
Just found out Vir's actor has passed. As if I didn't have all the B5 feels already lately! Dammit dammit dammit! :( Too many beyond the rim. Too sharding many.

*repeats to self* The actor may be dead, but the character's not. The actor may be dead, but the character's not...

I would do well to remember this.

well then

Jun. 17th, 2017 04:39 pm
chanter_greenie: a lilac tree in bloom (Wisconsin spring: lilac season)
With a grateful nod to [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith, because this references her world.

I'm beginning to think that if she were in Terramagne, my Leigh would be both an average (0) empath an an average (0) fiddler mage.

Gal's Cape Breton connections are showing up more and more of late, though she self-identifies as an Ontarian, which she is.
chanter_greenie: a bright blue sky and fluffy clouds (Wisconsin summer: boundless friendly sky)
Well, 621 words later, Leigh's had her say. I'm not sure she's entirely done, and if she's not, I'll edit pricing/length details. Trusted Voice is a bit of a character study of how and why Leigh does what she does, both as a cell member and in wider life.
chanter_greenie: paratroopers Talbert and Smith in Carentan, Tab looking delighted, Smith embarrassed (BoB - Carentan: Tab and Smithy ack!)
Me, on finally listening to tracks from Come From Away: I now have that much more reason to be proud when a stranger says I sound like a Maritimes lady. I know there's a significant difference between what people say my accent makes me sound like (a Nova Scotian) and a Newfoundlander, but still. :) 3q 3q 3q

I've alternately grinned and cried at this soundtrack tonight. Hot /shells/, why didn't I listen to this ages ago? Is the young black man openly portrayed as feeling safe/happy/loving his time in Newfoundland intended as a nod to the Saint Lawrence in WWII story, as drawn from real life, or someone else's actual recollections of 2001's events, or both? And why ever do the combination of this music and certain lyrics make my Leigh want to speak up, loudly? She's an Ontarian with Cape Breton Nova Scotian family, there's a tenuous connection at best here, but she suddenly wants writing about. Maybe it's the Celtic influences all over the score, and the fiddles.

I am never going to get this out of my head! 3q 3q 3q 3q As if I didn't already have a major case of star eyes for Canada, and this is based on real events, and and and...
chanter_greenie: a bright blue sky and fluffy clouds (Wisconsin summer: boundless friendly sky)
I threw my beanie in the ring over at [personal profile] kaberett's love meme. Like so.
chanter_greenie: a Pringles can with the words 'you can't write just one' written across it (drabbles are like pringles)
Ah to heck with it. What do folks think? I'm dying to know, and to get this out there and seen, and my season 1 feels (mostly season 1, though not entirely so) and who am I kidding, my specific *character* feels are still painful and how (oh, sir), and I'm so sharding touch-starved that Talia went OOC as I bled over, and and and...

Pairings seen or hinted at: Talia Winters/Jeffrey Sinclair (nonsexual, one or two-sided depending on how you read it), Sinclair/Catherine Sakai, Winters/Susan Ivanova (one or two-sided, again depending), Sinclair/Ivanova (one-sided, as noted by a third party), Sinclair/Garibaldi (ditto), Winters/Matt Stoner (very soundly past)

For trigger warning, interest, or just general info purposes, fic contains: Nonsexual intimacy, telepathy and empathy, secrets both kept and shared, sensory overload, touch starvation, good communication, exhaustion, unrealistic societal expectations, gratuitous fantasy which the narrator admits to being so, hesitant steps toward rebellion, physical and mental adoration, a culturally-driven hand and finger kink, clear and continuous consent, canon and fanon bisexuality, voice kink and voice play, emotional and physical hurt/comfort, one sneaky reference to a later-series spoiler, poetry, nursery rhyme and folk song lyrics, Jeffrey Sinclair's iron-clad integrity (not snark, this is for real), Talia Winters sharding well deserves kindness 2K17. Rating teen and up - this is intense, and Talia does swear a couple times. Late season 1; call it 1X21, with references in narration for the beginning of 'Legacies'.

All Through The Night )
chanter_greenie: paratroopers walk across Carentan, with fire burning in the background (BoB - Carentan: dang mosquitos!)
Tonight is the night of nights, and tomorrow the day of days.

How has it been seventy-three years? How is the quirky femme eccentric one of the ones who remembers the date outright, though obviously not firsthand, where the larger world seems to have, so far, missed it? I don't object in the slightest, and never will, to being one of those to openly make note, but I am a little surprised... Not at myself. At everyone else.

While drafting this, my clock clicked midnight. D-Day is here.

Seven decades and an ocean away, contraband radios are glowing, bridges are going up (Résistance, fraternité) all over Normandy, and Allied parachutes are descending on the hedgerows. That rocks my heart with the monotonous languor.* D-Day is here.

*Deliberate? on-air misquote of the original Verlaine. I harbor a friendly suspicion that it was intentional. It is a pitch perfect edit, given the circumstance it was used in. The French, at least by the looks of it and my clumsy parsing through Spanish, is a far more subtle edit than the English of it.
chanter_greenie: paratroopers Talbert and Smith in Carentan, Tab looking delighted, Smith embarrassed (BoB - Carentan: Tab and Smithy ack!)
Not the series in the icon. A different one. One I blame [personal profile] rose_of_pollux almost entirely for my interest in. :) The wishing for a little less silliness and a little more serious underground work is all me, though. I'm the girl who, at six years old, took Get Smart! at face value as a straight spy series, missing the comedy completely. This tells you a *lot* about how my mind works, I expect. Anyway! On to the current series in question.


LeBeau sounds so young! Here was me imagining his voice as both lower and warmer - my biases are showing again. Not that his accent isn't nice, especially when he's being serious, but he sounds like he's about fifteen! What the?! Kinch surprised me too; I thought his voice would be a little lower, though I wasn't as far off as I was with LeBeau. If anyone's ever seen the Real Ghostbusters cartoon? Winston from that series. Like that. Then again, as Kinch is the known steady quantity in the barracks, I suppose I'd rather imagined his voice to match. I didn't expect the tiny bit of a lisp he seems to have at times, though--hmm. Newkirk I knew, Hogan and Carter I vaguely remembered from an episode snippet I caught years and years ago, and... the heck? Schultz's voice, unlike the rest, is far lower than I thought it'd be! Seems wrong somehow, considering what a great big harmless duffer he is. Aaaaand Klink is just squeaky. :)

This entry brought to you by Chanter being a throwback as only she can be.
chanter_greenie: a lilac tree in bloom (Wisconsin spring: lilac season)
After I realized I'd already posted about this fic being finished *facepalms*, I poked at it a little tonight and it suddenly went 'click', grew, and then incorporated a story snippet I was otherwise stuck on! So yay, but I've had to edit pricing accordingly. I've also tweaked the summary, because a fourth character got a segment to himself. Besides, the summary works better this way.

:D?
chanter_greenie: a Band of Brothers appreciation icon, highlighting Gene Roe (BoB: my fandom needs some scissors!)
Saving/improving someone's life via blood transfusion would not be possible without medical... science. :D

So yes. Blood donation successful! Slowly but surely working my way toward my 4-gallon pin, 56 days at a time. :) If doing every darn thing I can in the week preceding an appointment to make sure my iron passes muster is what it takes, and evidently that's the case lately, then that's what it takes. It is entirely worth it.

Donating blood on Earth Day seems right, somehow. I can't entirely articulate that one as yet, but it does.

No one has yet recognized my Franklin (as opposed to Watson and Crick, the thieves) shirt for the reference it is, alas. Wearing it today feels like a tiny dual victory just the same.

This is a very disjointed post. :)
chanter_greenie: paratroopers Talbert and Smith in Carentan, Tab looking delighted, Smith embarrassed (BoB - Carentan: Tab and Smithy ack!)
They keep coming up again!

I got through and, as it happens, had a fairly decent time with family over Easter, and frankly, I just feel like throwing this one out there again. So! Before my smoke alarm goes off in mistaken reaction to the candle I just blew out, and distracts me...


Time for a round of ye old cliff, shag or marry meme. Give me three characters, preferably from fandoms I'm at least passingly familiar with (familiarity via Milliways counts here) and I'll tell you who I'd a) fling off a cliff, b) get... ahem, entangled with, or c) marry. Let's pretend that my various orientation variables don't apply here, shall we?

Have at!
chanter_greenie: Commander Seth Goddard of Space Cases fame (SC: Goddard - do the best they can)
My openly MOGAI, shamelessly politically liberal self is suddenly *very* glad she stopped crossposting to livejournal several years ago. Part of me wants to disable comments over there, but the rest of me either a) wonders if that's a moot point, given my last non-postdated entry is from 2013 and my last edit from 2015, or b) balks at agreeing, however briefly, to the latest iteration of the ToS as I've read it in translation. See above, especially the bits about my MOGAI status.

I miss the SouCon folks from LJ. I wish more of them were on DW. I also miss a few of the comms I used to belong to over there as well; rigelianculture, for one, radio_alouette for another, gay_oddities for a third. For me, though, the LJ ship has thoroughly sailed.

*emphasis on fluff, in its usage as a mild term for passing gas
In this case, the song lyric doesn't fit past the initial line, as I'm not talking about a computer virus here, and I have no intention of telling my anything so long, except for, emphatically, my illness!

In short, I've caught the crud that's going around. Sore throat, cough from Hades, swollen lymph nodes, attendant squeak-tastic hoarse voice. Ugh. It's all made my job iiiiiinteresting the last couple days! It hasn't been fun in general. I finally bit the bullet and went to the doctor, just in case I had something worse than the run of the mill ick. Nope, not strep or similar, thankfully. Just a PITA of a bug that's circulating in the area. Got some meds to knock down the hacking coughing awfulness while the mumblemutter virus is clearing out. They work, thank goodness. From what I'm told, every day should suck a little bit less from here on out, and I may be paraphrasing there, but not by much.

Could have been much worse.
chanter_greenie: a lilac tree in bloom (Wisconsin spring: lilac season)
Took today off, because I was offered it and pounced; I badly, badly needed it, what with K the awesome coworker's family tragedy throwing everything at work for an understandable loop. That poor woman and kiddos... For explanation, K's husband died unexpectedly on Valentine's Day, of a lightning fast and almost always lethal illness. :( :( I do not in the slightest resent K being out, because what kind of class A prime example of a jerk would I be if I did? But wow do I ever need the vacation day! So, had last Friday off and did absolutely zilch. Have today off as well, and have already done considerably more.

Cut for minor, non-graphic medical detail of the dentist-type variety. )

Now, there shall be more coffee, rare daytime weekday DX, and later on, cheering on the Badgers as they beat Florida! One can hope... Well, if you're me, one can hope her bracket isn't busted by the end of the night!

At least this tooth isn't busted. I know, that's a reach for wordplay. :) Still.

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