my whimsy outstrips me

Why do I have a burning urge to dive back into fandom and write fic? Why now? It couldn't be the new canon, could it? No. (I wrote a drabble. see end of post.)

I have 6.5 days of work left at this horrid job. After 5.5 years I shall be free! I will make a post that says "ari is freeeeeeeeeeee" next week.

30 days until the wedding. So much to do.
39 days until registration for school and being a New Yorker and um, moving to NY.

I have been crying a lot for no damn reason. My stomach is a mess. My big toe nail keeps ingrowing on the port side. David is worried his mother is joining a cult. 30 days before our wedding. I am so startled by all that I have no reaction except a giant gaping WHAT THE FUCK?

It is too hot here.
I have dandruff.

I broke out into hives the other day and now have crusty bits. I will be a beautiful bride. *sigh* I feel very torn about being a b-r-i-d-e. What a weird thing for me to do.

My house looks like Hurricane Emily visited it and left several food processors behind. We now have two waffle irons, three cuisinarts, and a partridge in a pear tree.

I adore eliasheldon, irinaauthor, and dancingrain. They let me intereject total nonsequitor blather into our HBP discussion. I will miss them all terribly in 40 days, when I will live in fucking new york again, where I have no friends! (yet) (well, actually that isn't entirely true)

um, so... here I will make a fool of myself and write a little blurby drabble. and the pairing is one I have avoided on pain of sharp things shoved rapidly into my naked eyeballs repeatedly. Should be unrated and possibly disturbing--but not in the way you might expect from me.

contains spoilers for HBP
mild R/Hr
( Ink & Wool )