official meat-flavored sandwich of the 1984 olympics

So, Vancouver's just won the bid for the 2010 Olympics. Yay, I guess. Except not. I have a few more years to grow steadily more hippie-commie bitter about this and the commercialism involved, at least.

With any luck, I will have my Berrigan story finished by tonight and will send it to beta, because boy do I ever need a beta. I really screwed myself by signing up for so many challenges, man--I'm partially done the fic for the Vanessa Carlton challenge, not even begun the JoeC challenge fic, and have nothing but a wee nibbly bunny for the Big Fat Annoying songfic challenge. Looks like I'm gonna have to go scrump my own community for some bunny carcasses that I can gently resucitate.

In other news, it's been a good time for visits . The aftermath of the non-concert was soothed by all-night coffee with the funny, smart and snarkalicious kellyem, lcsbanana, paintedmaypole and smartlikejustin (and pop_tarts, whom I see so little of that it seems like a visit whenever we do hook up). And then much talk of grapes and timbertone with the luna-like libertyginger, and most lately, sushi and Strangelove with the delightful and witty missizzard. Much love to the lot of you, ladies--it makes me so happy when I meet people and feel instantly comfortable with them, and that was definitely the case with y'alls.

Now, back to doing work and eating Starbucks' Coffee Candy in an effort to stop myself going crazy. I want to read everybody's new fic, but I have! to finish! my OWN!! arrgh!