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Feb. 1st, 2019 09:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
localfreakI really need to stop reading so much fic on my phone when I have a perfectly good computer and a loanable tablet available to me at home. Really, I knew this would happen once I graduated to a proper damn smartphone with a pay plan, and although yes that does mean that I don't post on here that much and don't go on a lot of different sites (because I CAN READ FIC ALL THE TIME NOW AHAHA) it also means I can fall down a happy fic mire and emerge eyeballs stinging and both palms aching from holding the damn phone.
Re-read Known Associates by things with wings (full rec here. And then Scents and Sensibility: The Working Assassin's Guide to Supersoldier Seduction by galwednesday, silentwalrus & skellerbvvt (no full rec yet but you can read the fic here and just give me time. I hadn't read the latter since it was a WIP so when one of my friends mentioned it ("that fic where they live in reefs") a quick google for Stucky clownfish Ao3 brought it all back.
*smiles, sphinx like*
I'm full of a cold at the moment which is grim because stringing thoughts together is like plaiting fog and I feel like this is a time when I need to be AWAKE and DOING THINGS in work and at home and mostly I'm not managing too well with any of that. Genuinely, last weekend we finally got the boxes of decs back in the loft. There are so many things that I need to do. That I should be doing.
*gazes into middle distance*
*returns to current fic re-read (but, hey, I'm using the laptop, that counds for something right? Even if to use it on my lap I have discovered I sit with knees up by means of being on tip-toe which makes my legs go numb. But her, better than more hand pains, eh?
Fuck's sake, self.
Re-read Known Associates by things with wings (full rec here. And then Scents and Sensibility: The Working Assassin's Guide to Supersoldier Seduction by galwednesday, silentwalrus & skellerbvvt (no full rec yet but you can read the fic here and just give me time. I hadn't read the latter since it was a WIP so when one of my friends mentioned it ("that fic where they live in reefs") a quick google for Stucky clownfish Ao3 brought it all back.
*smiles, sphinx like*
I'm full of a cold at the moment which is grim because stringing thoughts together is like plaiting fog and I feel like this is a time when I need to be AWAKE and DOING THINGS in work and at home and mostly I'm not managing too well with any of that. Genuinely, last weekend we finally got the boxes of decs back in the loft. There are so many things that I need to do. That I should be doing.
*gazes into middle distance*
*returns to current fic re-read (but, hey, I'm using the laptop, that counds for something right? Even if to use it on my lap I have discovered I sit with knees up by means of being on tip-toe which makes my legs go numb. But her, better than more hand pains, eh?
Fuck's sake, self.
