Fic-bits

The two ficlets I've written for the 'female characters fest' - http://ineffort.livejournal.com/199061.html

( SGA, Elizabeth Weir, There Are No Acceptable Losses, PG, set at the start of Season 1 )

( Robin Hood, Marian(/Robin), Not As You Left It, PG, Modern AU )

I am aware this is thesis madness taking over

And I am aware that my housemates have a right to exist, but really, right now, I want to smack them for being in the house, playing music, while I am trying to write.

Failing to write anything academic would probably be more true if anyone was wondering how I had time to write those comment-fics, but I just cannot concentrate with people being around. <- I am aware that sounds crazed.

I was lying when I said I was calm about Italy

0-1 down, that's mildly disappointing.

0-2 down, and I can live with it. I post facebook updates like, "It may be best if no one mentions football to me for the next month", but I am calm. I am thinking of the future. Some of the babies look good, I have high hopes for Criscito and Montelivio, and there's no way Di Natale and Iaquinta can continue to impersonate strikers until 2014, someone will twig that they're terrible.

1-2 results in painful high pitched squeaking because oh so close. But I am relatively okay, my facebook status is something sensible like 'it's the hope that kills you'.

1-3 causes a return to calm, because there's no way that Italy can comeback from that.

2-3 causes mayhem, like a status update of "Italian football team - I hate and love you."

The offside and the constant replaying of the goalline save that might not have been causes absolute inability to comment and burbling.

( But I'm a lot happier with a 2-3 result than with a 0-2 result, and some comfort can be drawn from various things: )