I've decided that I REALLY need to get back in the swing of writing fic again. I think the thesis writing has seriously eaten my brain, so what better way to get back in... then challenge writing. It's taken me long enough, but I've finally signed up for fanfic100.

*edits table to fit in LJ layout*

Group: Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black

001.	Beginnings.	002.	Middles.	003.	Ends.	004.	Insides.
005.	Outsides.	006.	Hours.	007.	Days.	008.	Weeks.
009.	Months.	010.	Years.	011.	Red.	012.	Orange.
013.	Yellow.	014.	Green.	015.	Blue.	016.	Purple.
017.	Brown.	018.	Black.	019.	White.	020.	Colourless.
021.	Friends.	022.	Enemies.	023.	Lovers.	024.	Family.
025.	Strangers.	026.	Teammates.	027.	Parents.	028.	Children.
029.	Birth.	030.	Death.	031.	Sunrise.	032.	Sunset.
033.	Too Much.	034.	Not Enough.	035.	Sixth Sense.	036.	Smell.
037.	Sound.	038.	Touch.	039.	Taste.	040.	Sight.
041.	Shapes.	042.	Triangle.	043.	Square.	044.	Circle.
045.	Moon.	046.	Star.	047.	Heart.	048.	Diamond.
049.	Club.	050.	Spade.	051.	Water.	052.	Fire.
053.	Earth.	054.	Air.	055.	Spirit.	056.	Breakfast.
057.	Lunch.	058.	Dinner.	059.	Food.	060.	Drink.
061.	Winter.	062.	Spring.	063.	Summer.	064.	Fall.
065.	Passing.	066.	Rain.	067.	Snow.	068.	Lightening.
069.	Thunder.	070.	Storm.	071.	Broken.	072.	Fixed.
073.	Light.	074.	Dark.	075.	Shade.	076.	Who?
077.	What?	078.	Where?	079.	When?	080.	Why?
081.	How?	082.	If.	083.	And.	084.	He.
085.	She.	086.	Choices.	087.	Life.	088.	School.
089.	Work.	090.	Home.	091.	Birthday.	092.	Christmas.
093.	Thanksgiving.	094.	Independence.	095.	New Year.	096.	Writer‘s Choice.
097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

Yep. I'm already registered for October. Score came in today -- few days earlier than scheduled which was fine with me. Well, would have been fine if my score wasn't so low.

Alright. So, I'm sure a lot of people would be happy with a 154. I'm in the 60th percentile. But still... It's not what I wanted. I was hoping to score about 165. That's what I was testing before I took the actual test. Needless to say, I'm so fucking disappointed in myself it's not funny. I'm just feeling like anytime I try to push my life in a direction I get a door slammed in my face. I couldn't get into schools for Music History. Tried (albeit one) school for violin performance and got rejected. And now scoring so low.

I'm just... I feel absolutely lost.

♥ Thanks, guys, for putting up with me. And thanks for all the amazingly brilliant comments on my last couple of posts. I seriously do not know what I'd do without you guys right now. I really, really don't. I'm blessed to have such amazing and supportive friends. I'll hit up replies tomorrow. Right now... I'm just not up for looking at much.

I need a hug right about now. *sigh* Or some vodka.

Apparently, according to TLS, scores are out. My mother is trying to convince me that they're not out and this is just a bunch of people fucking with us. And she also doesn't get why I'd post my score online when I get them.

Thus far... I have nothing.

Oh god, I'm ready to throw up.


ETA: I got my score. Don't expect to see me tonight. I'm drinking heavily. I'm a fucking failure and I'm retaking in October.

Pictures from Sunday in the Park are forthcoming.

The Good:
* I just got invited to join daily_deviant! w00t! *dance*
* SQUEE! rs_games reveals went up today! *cheers for PostHogwarts!*
* Also just got into TR. At last, my Daemon muse has a home!

The Bad:
* Boss sent me home early. For no reason, just sent me home. So that means I drove 10 miles today... to work for 90 minutes. With gas at 4 bucks a gallon... yeah. That makes me happy. Ass.

The Ugly:
*LSAT scores... either tomorrow or Monday. Tell me I can stop freaking out now?

Home again... safe and sound. I will say? I will NEVER do a bus trip again like that. I think it nearly killed me. I got very little sleep on the bus to begin with and then having to walk around NYC for 16 hours? Let me rephrase -- the walking wasn't bad. What was bad was the needing to CARRY everything I bought around with me all day long.

Granted, it was a few purses from Chinatown and my cardstock posters I always get... but still.

In any case. We arrived in NYC around 7:30 am. Headed up to Pigalle on 49th and 8th for breakfast -- then hit Chinatown.

( Chinatown! )

Then, it was off to see A Chorus Line. Nick got me a student rush seat and I had an amazing seat! Row D, right on the aisle on the right hand side. So when I was heading to NYC, I heard that another friend of mine (Eric Scoitto) was thought to be joining the cast once Cry Baby closed but he wasn't going to be starting until mid-july. Open the playbill and there's an insert saying he was joining the cast at our performance. So not only did I know one person on stage but TWO.

Got to see Eric briefly afterwards and he's doing wonderfully. Someone in the cast got injured and so they called him in early. Then... out comes Nick. I haven't seen him in a good three or four years and he looks wonderful. Of course... everyone is waiting for Mario Lopez to come out. I was lucky enough to get right on the rail, otherwise I knew I wouldn't get to see Nick. So after Nick and I talk, he goes back inside -- comes out a moment later with Mario. Insert pandemonium and screams here.

What happens? Nick takes Mario right to me.

Nick: (to Mario) I wanted you to meet a friend of mine from home.
Me: Yeah, I went to high school with Nick.
Mario: (grinning) I'm sorry.
Me: I know. I just had to put up with him.

And he signed my playbill (in pen, alas -- which is somewhat hard to see in the picture, but it's there!), took a picture with me and what have you. But -- I can say that I was introduced to Mario Lopez. Not too shabby.

( A Chorus Line Pictures! )

This entry is long enough ... and I need enough time to talk about Sunday. Which... *points to layout (thescarletwoman)* If Sunday can replace Ralph as my current layout -- you know exactly how much the show meant to me and what an impact it had.

Off to NYC for the... sorta day. *g*

Bus trip thingy tonight. Leaves here at 11:30pm and I'll be in NYC by 8:30(ish) am tomorrow! I'm insanely excited. Hopefully going to have a chance to see my cousin and figure out something to do in the city for the morning and the dinner-time hour. Otherwise, seeing A Chorus Line in the afternoon (and get to see Nick -- aka, Larry the Dance Captain) and then Sunday in the Park with George.

yes, I'm still deluding myself that the row of seats sold in front of me (second row, balcony, centre stage) houses Sondheim and entourage. Hey, it's the saturday before it closes. Anything could happen, dammit!

What sucks? Getting your period the DAY BEFORE YOU LEAVE! *not happy* *at all*

♥ Hope everyone has a great weekend and I'll see you sunday! (or monday... depending on how much it sucks to have two nights on a bus......)

George Carlin, dead at 71

The world will be a little less funny without you. You will be missed.

I'm in total, total shot.

In honour of the man... I present, Seven Dirty Words. Classic, classic Carlin.

Yes, I've been watching all along. No, I haven't been commenting much. Particularly because England didn't make it in, because, yeah... I'm an England girl at heart.

Croatia v. Turkey.

Holy. Shit. That's all I have to say.

What a heartbreaking way to end it. First goal at 118 minutes by Croatia. Then Turkey comes back at 120! And for Croatia to lose on penalty kicks? Damn. What a way to go. But what an amazing game.

Note to self: Get England icons. And Rooney!icons too.

♥

Well, I survived. Barely, but I survived.

Thanks for all the hugs and well wishes. I think they really did help. I'm honestly not sure how I did. Leaving the test centre I was so insanely disappointed. Three months of studying and the test nicely kicked my ass. I think my first section ended up being the experimental (having three Logic Reasoning sections is nothing short of cruel and unusual punishment). The Logic Games totally killed me. One of the games had six entities and THREE were floaters. One of the others was worded strangely and a third had a vertical setup which, after spending a few days at TLS hasn't been used on the LSAT since the mid 1990s.

One consolation prize: hearing a girl just before entering the room say 'man. I just took my first practice test a couple days ago. Man is it hard!'

Realistically, I'm hoping for a -10 to -12 curve (aka -- you can miss 10 and still get a 170) and will end up with a 168. But at this point? I wouldn't be surprised if I ended up in the upper 150s (which makes me not at ALL happy) and will end up retaking the exam in October. Joy.

Once the scores are released, I'll have more indepth coverage of the LSATs. As of right now... I'm trying to relax and get my life back to some semblance of normalcy.

♥ I hope everyone has had a good week!

This also means I start working on my TR app, right?

Well... here we are. D-Day.

I'm leaving here in a little over an hour to head down to Gannon for the LSATs. On Friday, I finished taking a practise exam and scored about a 163. I knew I had to in my own prep get into that range and can do it again on test day. If my score stays right there, I'll have gained about 20 points over the course of my study time in 3-ish months.

I'm very, very ready for this exam to be over. It is what it is and I did as much work for it as I could have. And, worst case scenario, I can retake it in October if I crash and burn.

Good vibes sent my way this afternoon will be very, very much appreciated! ♥


And yes, I'm still pissed South Passaic won just about everything last night. My poor Sunday in the Park. *sigh*

Live blog as it goes -- or at least, as I remember to update this.

And yes, I'm getting started a little late. So sue me.

ETA: as of 11:01 -- we're all done. Running commentary starting about at 8:30 and running through the end of the awards.

( Why can't Hugh be back to host? Please? )

Well, here we are. The home stretch. The LSATs are officially in a week and I'm finding myself oscillating between scared shitless and 'it is what it is'. I know I'm at the point where there's little I can do to change anything and I know all the theory and what I need. I have to finish test 4 today and I'll have completed everything that Kaplan requires. So if I totally bomb, I can re-take. Which is a good, good safety net to have.

Just give me Elle's score. I'll be happy.

Soon my self-proclaimed hiatus will be over. On the 16th, I'm planning on getting rather tipsy. And once those are over, we return you to your regularly scheduled programming.

including fic writing, the muse I just acquired for theatrical_muse and... working on my application for TR *shifty*

Thanks everyone for their kind words about my uncle. This past... week has been absolutely insane. The good news is that he's out of ICU as of Tuesday. They ended up keeping him longer saying that they didn't need the beds in the ICU -- but we all think they kept him there to make sure nothing else went wrong or if they missed one of the perferations they could catch it quickly.

Or, you know, to make sure he doesn't go septic. *wince*

But in any case, he's in a normal room and recovering nicely. Folks said he's beginning to hallucinate from the number of drugs and pain killers he's on. But really, considering the alternatives... we're very, very fortunate.

This weekend I'll catch up with things and all the comments I owe. I seriously haven't looked at my flist in the past week. So, feel free to point me to anything I should see. Be it personal, fandom, silly... whathaveyou.

Happier news? HOMG. Black Jewels Trilogy. *points to icon* has anyone read it? And where is there a fandom/rpg for these books. Granted, I don't have time until after the LSATs but homg. I'm about 100 pages from the end and between Saeten and Daemon... I'm not sure who I love more.

♥

Was stuck in a hospital waiting room for five hours.

My uncle went into the hospital earlier this week for some blockage in his lower end. For those of you keeping score at home, this is my dad's brother. The one who just divorced his wife a few years back and married the woman he was having the affair with. Sidebar: he and wife number four are in the process of getting a divorce.

Apparently, he had been doing better all this week. I haven't been in to see him because I've been going through the seventh circle of hell at the Playhouse with this damn concert this weekend. At about 8pm, I get a call from my dad saying that Uncle Mark is going into surgery. He blew a hole in his intestine from all the built up pressure. I ended up leaving rehearsal around 9:30 when I just couldn't stand it any longer. Went home, changed, and went down to the hospital with the folks.

Basically -- we wanted to be there for my aunt. I personally... couldn't do what she did tonight -- waiting all night for the man who committed adultery SEVERAL times to come out of surgery but none of us wanted to be alone. Particularly because Andy (my cousin and their son) refuses to even speak to his father. And Andy never came down all night. Which, hi, I don't care if you're fighting with someone. When there's a medical emergency like this, you put differences aside. Once he's out of the woods go back to hating him. But in this case where my uncle could have died from this? Yeah, really smart, Andy.

At about 12:30am he came out of surgery and the doctor talked to us. As soon as the words 'life threatening' were used, the four of us were deadly quiet. They ended up removing a large portion of his colon and they're still going to have to go in again and look at the blockage, but the doc said it didn't look or feel like cancer, and he thinks it's diverticulitis related. (Which, my Uncle has had that diagnosed for YEARS now). So they're going to let him heal before doing anything else. The good news was that he got into surgery before he could turn septic... which really would have been the kiss of death. Knowing that the drug that counters septic is about $10,000 a dose, it could have... been really not good. I think I'm still in shock over that whole bit.

Finally at about 2:30 am we were able to see him in the ICU. He's doing well (or as well as can be expected at the present).

It's... just been one helluva night.

God, just kill me now.

The LSATs are officially in less than a month and I think I've just hit insane panic!mode. I'm taking another practise exam tomorrow and we'll see what my score does. If I can jump a goodly amount right about now, I'll stop fretting (as) much. But right now... seeing where my score is (a 150 *wince*) and knowing where I need it to be (170ish *WINCE*) I'm about three steps away from freaking out.

Well... more like two and a half.

The Kaplan program is absolutely amazing and I will admit, after having not been in school for a good two years, restarting was insanely hard. But I think I've found my stride.

*points to icon* Agreeing with violet_quill on this one. The fact that she scored what she did... is sickening. I want Elle's score!

Strangely? Doing a couple of shows has done more to improve my mental well-being than anything. And back down to the Playhouse tonight for one of the infamous David/Andrew concerts. Ooooh will this be fun. AND we're playing Rhapsody in Blue as well as a shitload of Sondheim. I'm a happy girl.

Didn't end up completing LMoM at pervy_werewolf but I gave it a good run. When it came down to finishing pr0n or faceplanting into my texts, I chose the latter -- though decidedly not as much fun.

How have you all been? Any finals-related deaths to report?

So, totally thought that today was my LJ anniversary. As it turns out, it was yesterday. So -- happy 5 years on LJ to me! I still remember hanging out in the AaH chatrooms late at night with risen_one, mellanor, profstark and the whole lot of us -- and the night chaptsickmess gave me my LJ code. And here I had hoped I'd actually manage to keep the blog going. Guess I did!



I don't know how many of you are Dancing With The Stars buffs, but this is from two weeks ago, the Macy's Stars of Dance performance. It's the cast of A Chorus Line and usually I wouldn't squee about this.

Save the fact one of my friends from high school is in the cast. He's the one in the black tank with the number 17 on his chest. Name's Nick Adams, and I must say it's insane seeing girls squeeing over him on some of the B'way message boards. But he looks the same as ever... and he STILL kicks higher than the girls.

Oh my GOD do I want to be at the Tony's this year. My beloved Sondheim is getting the lifetime achievement award. And there's a special award being given to Robert Russell Bennett for achievement in orchestrations. (yes, I'm aware he died in 1981.)

Show is June 15th at 8pm on CBS. Yeah, Whoopi is hosting. Not sure how that one will be. Can we have Hugh Jackman back? Please? *points to icon*

The most surprising thing? Young Frankenstein garnered THREE noms. Quite a cry from the 13 (I think?) noms that The Producers got years ago. Hell, it's not even up for best musical!

*g* though, my Sunday in the Park with George did QUITE well with 9 nods.

( Full list of Noms as taken from Playbill.com )

The top nominees?

In The Heights, 13
Rodgers and Hammerstein's South Pacific , 11
Sunday in the Park with George, 9
August: Osage County , 7
Gypsy, 7
Passing Strange, 7

Couple of things in closing: I'm glad none of the kids chosen by America for Grease got nominees. Somehow, it'd cheapen the whole thing just to have two kids chosen by America win Tonys. I'm sure they're wonderful, but because people can pick up the phone and vote doesn't mean a damn thing.

And yes, I'm rooting for Sunday to take home all 9. I'm sure it won't but I want it to. And I will be seeing Sunday after the Tonys, so it'll be interesting to see how everyone fawns over the show. It'd be wonderful for Sondheim to win best revival for it, as he really lost out in 1984 with Jerry Herman and La Cage Aux Folles. And, of course, Jerry Herman was so gracious in his acceptance speech: "the simple, old-fashioned musical was still alive and well at the Palace". Because, you know, Sondheim's score is on the very verge of atonality. But I digress.

*sigh* And it makes me sad to think of Sunday and Dr H and half of the stuff in this post were things we talked about in his office. Woe.

So, it'll be interesting to see how things pan out. Who do you think will take home the awards?

I'm at work right now -- and I really don't care that I'm on LJ and probably shouldn't. I'm having what has to be the worst night ever here.

I came in in a good mood. I really did! Just got back from the casino wherein I won a couple hundred bucks (ended up $50 ahead of where I began) and was feeling great. Then I walked into the store. Starts with Erin's daughter here. I don't do well with little kids. My two nieces I adore. Other little kids... not so much.

Things are degenerating from there.

1. Was on the phone with the devil!child (tm) that I teach. Get off the phone and Jim ONCE MORE yells at me for talking too loudly. Anyone who knows me knows that I have a voice that projects. Jim takes pride in telling me, it seems like once a week, that I'm too loud. I've never ONCE heard anyone say I'm too loud. And Jim says that, listening to me, everyone holds the phone a foot away from their head. Yeah. that makes me feel wonderful.

2. We're busy. I work in a small two room mom and pop type music store. We're NEVER busy. Yeah, save for tonight. 5pm comes and Jim is OUT the door, even though we're busy. The phone has been ringing off the hook and given the fact that I started typing this at 5:30 and it's ten minutes later... it's insanely busy here tonight.

3. The lesson book is totally and completely fucked up. Erin is the one who does all the spreadsheets as who owes what. I just take payments. So when people (this has happened FOUR times tonight and it's only 5:30. I got here at 4:00) say that the teacher cancelled 3 weeks in a row and I only see one, I have to go by the book. And I have people yelling at me, saying they don't want to pay for lessons they're not getting -- which I agree with. But please, stop yelling at me as if this is my fault. I have no control over it.

Can I cry now? Or curl up into a tiny, tiny ball?

And I have another hour and a half here. *cries*

*points to icon* that is exACTly how I feel right now.

ZOMG! My snarry_games fic is up and posted! *wibble*

Head on over and give a gander! Don't forget to vote! *has a TONNE of reading to catch up on* And I'll also post the next bunch of LMoM stories tomorrow. They're up at pervy_werewolf now (I'm 5 days in and have all 5 fics written!). I even wrote my first Star Wars slash fic: Remus(Han)/Luke!

And to people I'm in games with: I can now FINALLY start using IJ again. Even when Squeaky said it should load and work, my journals were having issues. Will be getting caught up this evening! ♥

Without further ado: snarry_games fic.


Title: Promises to Keep
Author: thescarletwoman
Team: Team Phoenix
Genre(s): Alternate Universe
Prompt(s): Trial, Miles to Go Before I sleep
Rating/Warnings/Kinks: NC-17; *adult content; hand jobs*
Word Count: ~18,400
Summary: Placed under house arrest before the trial, Severus has to rely on the kindness of strangers for his every need. When those strangers attempt to murder him before the trial, Harry takes over his care and his legal defense much to Severus' utter dismay. Harry shoehorns himself into Severus' life and Severus learns there are some things worth living for
Author Notes: A large thank you, as always to my amazing beta rose_whispers for holding my hand and providing encouragement. Any mistakes left after her nitpicking are my own. And also to the rest of Team Phoenix for helping me to get the ball rolling! Dialogue in the final scenes taken from Deathly Hallows, pg 543-545 of the Bloomsbury Hardcover Edition.

( Promises to Keep )

Title: Of Showers and Surprises
Author: thescarletwoman
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus alone, Sirius/James
Kink(s): voyeurism, masturbation
Challenge: LMoM 2008
Word Count: 1150
Summary: Remus is beginning to explore this new side of his sexuality and learns that Peter is quite a bit more perceptive than anyone ever thought.
Notes: Continuing in the same arc as the first two. Due to a meeting with a rather unusual woman, Remus finds that it's sex before the full moon that helps to ease his transformations. To Rose for the uber-speedy beta. :*

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