not an open book that you can rifle through...

I don't believe in signs, except when I do.

I had a conversation with Maddie about her life, and how she's confused about what she's doing and where she's going and how she is really not at all sure what it all means and whether she can go through with the doctor thing.

People struggle and are torn to bits, and you have to find things and make them better.

All of the adds for the past three days on livejournal have been for Medline, a button old people wear around their necks in case they fall down.

And I have always believed in the fact that if you try hard enough and you have some talent, things will happen for you.

Nothing worthwhile has ever come easy, and they don't write songs about the ones that come easy.

we will never be, never be, anything but loud and nitty gritty

Two posts in one day? This can't be possible! Oh, but it is. I was wandering around today, applying for jobs, wishing I could sleep and/or avoid tonight somehow (going out with the RAs again... fun yes, but fun is so expensive) when I got an e-mail from ao3 telling me that there was a gift for me.

It being February I was understandably confused as Yuletide ended ages ago and I haven't got many friends (read any) in fandom at the moment, but I open it up and...

Well, this was there all shiny and new and so brilliantly funny and sweet and just...

Yuletide is over, but it was a response to one of the prompts I put up for Yuletide, namely Roy/Jen from IT Crowd (excellent show) and it was fantastic.

Anyways, I am quite sure no one on my flist has watched this sweet, adorable show, and therefore it won't matter to them, but if you have, read the fic up there. Its just...

There are no words.