If I die before I finish one of the fics I'm working on, I would consider 'why did she ever try to write first person present' a suitable epitaph. This is going to end badly.
Other than that, the not quite Ric/Randy fic is finished but still lacking something, so I am pondering what to do with that. I do at least finally have an idea for a title.
If I ever wrote a wrestle_secrets post it would be 'I wish it were harder to write Orton', because I don't think it says anything good about me that I find him easy to write. Then again, in the 50kinkyways fic I'm working on right now, I have suddenly got stuck at the point when I realise that he's the least skeevy participant in a fic. It feels strange and wrong.
X-men Ficathon fic is bubbling along nicely, though I'm pleased to have till Nov. 19th to finish it.
On matters more scholastic, I'm hoping
evilgmbethy's freshers week (or US equivalent) is going well. I raced down to ours and it was chaos. Not helped by the Students Union building being out of action so the societies, associations and sports socs having to share a giant marquee tent. The outdoor temp is somewhere in the tepid mid-teens, the in tent temp is somewhere in the upper twenties. I dread to think what it's like in the huge unis you get in the States.
Managed to get to the fencing stall to sign up, and live in the hope that tae kwon do are as nice as they usually are because the fencing lot were winding them up something rotten. As a short explanation, we've always had a certain crossover between the two clubs (our halloween social is a joint one between the two) but occasionally idiot boys will be idiot boys, and I know the fencers will come off fifteen times worse in that fight.
Still looking after the housemate's girlfriend's fish. Wish she'd clean out the tank and top up their water. None of the rest of us have ever had tropical fish so we're terrified of doing it, but it needs to be done. If I didn't think it would scare the fish I'd take a photo. It annoys me though. Most other animals I've got experience of or something similar, fish, no luck.
Picked up my first cheque of the new academic year, most definitely not to be sniffed at. I have no idea how any funded PhD student manages to spend beyond their means, we get shedloads.