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So yeah, all you lovely wonderful people who follow me from puckurt will have seen these drabbles already; but I really just wanted to put them somewhere so I can find them. Plus, I've edited a few of them 'cos I wasn't quite happy, so if really bored feel free to peruse. Oh, and if anyone fancies a sequel to any of these, let me know, 'cos I totally have some ideas in my head if there's a demand :)

Here's the first five: 

( DAY1: (305) Is "incoherent" a legit goal to strive for tonight? Or should I stay sober enough to fuck who I can? )
( DAY2: (541) Someone get that fucking seahorse. )
( DAY3: (724) I'm crawling naked around my room looking for my hairbrush. Just thought I'd put that image in your head. )
( DAY4: (443) Please tell me I didn't pass out while we were having sex last night... and if so I am soooo sorry. )
( DAY5: (781) You can't wash away shame. (1-781) I can try. )

The Reverseverse, episode 2 part 4: Figgins really didn't need to be that intimately acquainted with the patterns on Rachel Berry's panties. 

( Figgins really didn't need to be that intimately acquainted with the patterns on Rachel Berry's panties... )

The Reverseverse, episode 2 part 3: Nobody really knows whose side they're on anymore. 

( Nobody really knows whose side they're on anymore.. )

So, um, this is me right now.



JUST BOOKED NEW YORK, BABY!!!!


xxx

Just or note: I need to stop going out with friends with fucked up lives. They make me drink too much mid-week. 

Also, the next chapter of the Reverseverse ep 2 is almost finished minus one section, so I'll probably post next week. I know the Puckurt thread of this story so well it's very strange to be writing all the other gen that goes around it. But I'm physically incapable of not writing the other characters in; I like messing around with their canon personalities far too much.

I'm having like a work-meltdown at the moment btw, which explains the mid-week crazy. I'm so not cut-out out for a grown-up career type lifestyle. *cries tears for a lost childhood*.

Btw flist: any recs for hotels to stay in in New York? I'm planning an Autumn trip and here is too much choice and I really need to book soon if I want to avoid paying extravagant prices. And I do want to avoid this. Because I work in the arts and we don't make ~money.

Excuse the ramblings. I blame the dessert wine. 

xxx

The Reverseverse, episode 2 part 2: Puck hadn't even thought about having that conversation....

( Puck hadn't even thought about having THAT conversation... )

The Reverseverse, episode 2 part 1: Everything feels different this morning.

( Everything feels different this morning... )

Hmmm. My life is pretty much full of work at the moment and so continues to be THE LEAST EXCITING. However *chomps another breadstick* I shall update anyhow. 

New show Stagefright opened last week. It's a bit meh, which is disappointing, 'cos funny/scary Victorian ghost story with Henry Irving and Bram Stoker locked in a dressing room together with a ghost and their EPIC BROMANCE had masses of potential, and I'm sad that it didn't play out better. But anyways. Critics said nice things and it closes in a week so I can move on and stop being disappointed :(. 

*Chomps another breadstick*.

I've worked at least three 13 hour days this week so, because I am an old person, I am knackered. However, i did get two nights at the pub and one night with unexpected cake, so the week has kind of evened itself out. Tomorrow I have plans to see the Artist, (which I hope lives up to the hype as I can't take much more arts-related disappointment this week) and also visit this epic hipster cafe in Cambridge (called The Rainbow Cafe. No seriously) so I can chill out for the afternoon and pretend to be conversant in the underground arts scene while eating Jamaican entrées and vegan cheesecake surrounded by dolphins and fairylights. 

*chomps half a breadstick in one go*

Have been back on the job hunt, because my boss has decided he wants to keep me and that's kind of terrifying. I feel as if I don't escape this hell-village soon I might never be able to. It's gone all Hotel California in here :(. However, there seem to be NO JOBS IN THE WORLD so I may have to just concede to a life of frustration and mediocrity and horse-riding. I don't know if I can do press for another year. PR just seems so pointless, and my post-adolescent idealistic phase definitely hasn't subsided enough for me to lapse easily into becoming a soulless automaton. I WANT TO MAKE MY MARK IN THE WORLD DAMMIT! I WANT TO CHANGE LIVES AND DO GOOD AND FIGHT FOR WORLD PEACE AND FREEDOM AND EQUALITY AND ALL THESE OTHER PRETTY THINGS ETC ETC.

*chomps breadstick*

Anyway, for now, I'm just going to to try and write some Reverseverse and eat things that aren't chocolate, for it is friday and I have small aims this evening. And also, in case you haven't noticed, a giant box of breadsticks.

*chomp*

Am worryingly despondant now the puckurt 31 day drabble challenge is done. Have far too much after-work time on my hands. Feel I may go crazy and plot to Take Over The World. 

*twiddles thumbs*

*continues twiddling*

*twiddling some more*

Oh, by the way did I tell you guys? I have Mark Gatiss' email. Like, Mark Gatiss from Sherlock. There is genuinely one degree of separation between me and Benedict Cumberbatch. 

And, being me, I have done nothing about this. But SO BLOODY EXCITED all the same. :D

*twiddles thumbs again*

xxx