"Just My Lady, That's All..."

Aaaand the dinner party is over. *collapses*

I do believe I have washed every plate, bowl, wineglass, and teacup in this entire house. But! I stayed on my diet! ^__^ Even in the face of creme brulee, ladysfingers, and other nice things that Mum and Waen bought for the guests. I ate my berries and was quite happy. Teh win.

Also! I may be making the wedding cake for Father Julian's wedding. O_O Maybe. Unless she gets a callback from this other person she was hoping for. But I am certainly doing the cake for the wedding rehearsal dinner. This--I die. I so excited! Only now I shall fret. I hope it comes out right! I hope I do well enough! I hope she does not choose a cheesecake, for those I am hopeless with! Eeeee!

In addition to all this, for the Zara who gets me to do things I ought not, Soujin!pictures. Of the squeeful dress. The ballerina begins. Smiling hugely. She twirls. Beaming absurdly. She pirouettes. And there is glare from her spectacles. She bows to her beloved audience. And has a funny nose. She accepts the flowers from her adoring fans. Oddly lumpy.

Now, I so tired, and must get up early to do exercises before church, because it may well be Father Julian's last time. And I want to be there, because I love him.

And, and. To-morrow we might go to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, because am enticed by New York Times review. Might, that is. Perhaps. o_o Two trips to see films in less than a week, good heavens! And we never see films at the theatre, usually! Am overwhelmed, rather.

But now, bed. Shall come back alive to-morrow.

"The Sea Rise Up, Steal Away Your Breath..."

Is raining like whoacrazy here, thank heavens. I am trying to write, but still having too much crisis to get anywhere.

Father Julian's bride to be asked for the Tia Maria Truffle cake. Splendid. *rubs hands* My best one.

Saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. V. shiny. Also, random backstory much? In addition, v. creepy. Gah.

Stories I need to write/finish:

*shawk's Carlotta/Cosette
*snowyofthenight's Helena-Neville
*tiamatschild's surprise
*Waen's Conseil/Fix
*permanent_blur's poem
*silverdragon262's Hamlet/Laertes
*The next chapter of Picture Portrait Gallery
*lillieoz's Kit/Antonio, as well as Viola/Antonio and Glass Cat!fic
*erinpuff's Archie/Wellard
*Original fic I began an estimated four months ago
*nautiluspq's A./N.

"Rein Me In If You Think You Can..."

WINNIN' AT LIFE, YO.

snowyofthenight's MED fic from way, way, way back.

Title: No title. Soujin does not win at titles to-day.
Fandom: Mystery of Edwin Drood
Rating: G
Pairing: None. Really. I promise. Despite the--no. :P
Requirements: Neville and Helena as kidlets. Also, washing hands and having the water turn grey. And other things, but I don't remember them. Perhaps I do not quite so win at life after all. *dies*

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"Oh, What Fools These Lovers Be..."

For kaliscoo, who wanted to see.

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