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Aug. 5th, 2007

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This is just a test of Semagic's multiple journal function.

I have probably had far too much fun setting this up, I think. However, I did also roll $134.50 worth of coins out of my coin jar which I will take to the bank on Monday. I had to do this by hand, too, because apparently my coins were too much for the automatic machine someone gave me. Luckily, I enjoy rolling coins.
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Title: Goodnight, Demon Slayer, Goodnight
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Joss.
Setting: A few years post season seven.
Rating: 13+
Prompt: Written for misery_chick in the femslash_minis 2007 Dawn round; request was Dawn/Faith
Work Count: 1300+

Summary: Now it’s time to close your tired eyes. There are devils to slay and dragons to ride. If they see you coming, hell, they’d better hide. Good night, my little Slayer, good night. – Voltaire “Goodnight Demon Slayer”

Goodnight, Demon Slayer, Goodnight )
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On the good news: I'm halfway done with my femgenficathon piece, and when I was walking home from work Friday (it was maybe a little hot and sunny for three plus miles in the afternoon, but the story plotting time was worth it) I realized I could combine three different things I wanted to write all into this one story without sacrificing quality for any of them. I believe this may be what they call working smarter, not harder. One person in particular is going to be thrilled with this story.

On the less good news: It's possible I'm not in the right mindset to write the rest of this now, because these lyrics have really shaken me for some reason:

Why am I missing what we never really had?
And why don't you love me the way I love you?
And why don't you feel things as deep as I do?

and

I need to feel you need me
like a river needs the ocean

and

You wanted a believer
and I needed to believe

and

if I could have been your angel
I would have found the way to fly

This is what happens when I listen to my entire mp3 collection on random; normally good things, but once in awhile, I'll hit a song I shouldn't listen to during this stress. It's not even that I'm in a bad place, I'd just forgotten how much this song reminds me of someone, and how much I love it. This is an odd mix, because on the one hand, so giddy about the story progress and excited about the move. On the other, so stressed about the move, and feeling a little -- nostalgic? Wistful? -- now.

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