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ktmagik is on a search for GOOD, SHORT, GEN or lightly sexual Criminal Minds fic. As I've never seen the show, I don't have the vaguest idea of where to find it. But, I know my flist is widely interested in many things and I hope you can help. Please comment with links if you know of any. I, and ktmagik thank you.
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Dudes. It is crazy out there today! We're having what *I* would consider a late-fall rainstorm (and I use the term 'storm' loosely) in the midwest. I don't know what to call it here in "sunny" California, but man. It is CRAZY out here. I woke up this morning to the power going out. As it was about 7:30a and today is my day off and our HEAT is electric, I said "fuck it" and turned back over to get some more sleep, hoping/assuming that the power would be back on by the time I woke up and thus, the world would be more palatable to the taste.
But alas, twas not to be. I finally couldn't sleep any more at around 10a and the power was still out. And the apartment, she is cold. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling and it still looks dark outside and I begin to feel concerned how widespread the outage is. NoCal is ill equipped for hard or long rainfall. And I was supposed to have lunch withshotofjack today. So I called her to make sure she even felt up to braving the maelstrom outside and she volunteered to call the restaurant to make sure they had power. Which they did. So we agreed that we were going to still meet up and I decided to take a nice hot shower to try and warm up.
Shortly before I left, the power came back on but there was still no internet. My evening with no Live Journal spread out before me in all its horrifying display, as we have the most crackpot cable company EVER. Anyway. I left to go meetshotofjack. First of all, my apartment complex and the whole road down to the highway looked like it had been attacked by Tim Burtonesque flowergirls from Hell. I got on the highway and his the 380 interchange to the 101 and saw one car had slid off the road entirely and a minivan was stopped crossways across the left two lanes of traffic. On the way down to San Mateo, I saw another four cars (without any real visual signs of damage) stopped on the sides of the road. In San Mateo, I saw a BMW in backed up sewer water up to its undercarriage. On the way home (and though the rain had stopped), I saw another two or three cars off the road and a man trying to put his own car's bumper in the trunk.
I know it puts me in the Mean Girl category (and I have precious little shame about that) but I am just...TOO AMUSED. It's like the end of the world!
Anyway, as you can see, I have internet back. And heat. And I am snuggled up with my cats attempting to write. I had a FABULOUS time (as always) withshotofjack. Those of you who do not have your own shotofjack should envy me deeply. DEEPLY.
ktmagik is on a search for GOOD, SHORT, GEN or lightly sexual Criminal Minds fic. As I've never seen the show, I don't have the vaguest idea of where to find it. But, I know my flist is widely interested in many things and I hope you can help. Please comment with links if you know of any. I, and ktmagik thank you.But.
Dudes. It is crazy out there today! We're having what *I* would consider a late-fall rainstorm (and I use the term 'storm' loosely) in the midwest. I don't know what to call it here in "sunny" California, but man. It is CRAZY out here. I woke up this morning to the power going out. As it was about 7:30a and today is my day off and our HEAT is electric, I said "fuck it" and turned back over to get some more sleep, hoping/assuming that the power would be back on by the time I woke up and thus, the world would be more palatable to the taste.
But alas, twas not to be. I finally couldn't sleep any more at around 10a and the power was still out. And the apartment, she is cold. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling and it still looks dark outside and I begin to feel concerned how widespread the outage is. NoCal is ill equipped for hard or long rainfall. And I was supposed to have lunch with
shotofjack today. So I called her to make sure she even felt up to braving the maelstrom outside and she volunteered to call the restaurant to make sure they had power. Which they did. So we agreed that we were going to still meet up and I decided to take a nice hot shower to try and warm up. Shortly before I left, the power came back on but there was still no internet. My evening with no Live Journal spread out before me in all its horrifying display, as we have the most crackpot cable company EVER. Anyway. I left to go meet
shotofjack. First of all, my apartment complex and the whole road down to the highway looked like it had been attacked by Tim Burtonesque flowergirls from Hell. I got on the highway and his the 380 interchange to the 101 and saw one car had slid off the road entirely and a minivan was stopped crossways across the left two lanes of traffic. On the way down to San Mateo, I saw another four cars (without any real visual signs of damage) stopped on the sides of the road. In San Mateo, I saw a BMW in backed up sewer water up to its undercarriage. On the way home (and though the rain had stopped), I saw another two or three cars off the road and a man trying to put his own car's bumper in the trunk. I know it puts me in the Mean Girl category (and I have precious little shame about that) but I am just...TOO AMUSED. It's like the end of the world!
Anyway, as you can see, I have internet back. And heat. And I am snuggled up with my cats attempting to write. I had a FABULOUS time (as always) with
shotofjack. Those of you who do not have your own shotofjack should envy me deeply. DEEPLY.
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