improvising - suddenly, violently and all over the place

so it's the start of another year in my travels around this planet and I wasn't quite sure how I felt about it as it approached really.  Last year was a pretty wild ride in a weird kind of way.  A lot of it was spent rearranging things I'd thought were pretty set and tackling things (or being tackled) from a whole new angle.  All in all it was a good year... but an uncomfortable one and there are still some things that started rolling during it that aren't done rolling yet. 

And then you all showed up with your verbal snuggles like a rainstorm and totally buried me in affection.  Being reminded that I was important enough to be  remembered and that I was that loved... it's changed the way the upcoming year's coming in and I'm really liking the new view of it.  So thank you to everyone that took the time to let me know I was precious whether here, or through my email or just with their thoughts.  It's changed both the way I'm going into this next year and this next year itself.  Thank you for that.  Thank you more than I can say.

And, to share the wealth because the best part of getting new toys is sharing them with others - two new fics for you!  My beloved fenikkusuken pulled together with her bunnies from the hutch and brought in summer with the kind of heat that you don't mind at all with her story windswept.  And a new addition to my 'Must.  Read.  Immediately!' list comes in from lr_darkeyes92 with the kind of wonderful 'how it all started - again' that I will never get tired of reading -  exclusive. Both are really melt your bones sweet with their own tangs of solid Cloti goodness that remind you why we love this pairing so and are definite Must Reads.  Make sure you leave them plenty of juicy reviews because that will hopefully encourage them to Do It Again!  (cause there's never enough Cloti) ;)

On top of that all - happy, happy, happy day, Holly! 

Thanks, my much loved and adored, crazy, wonderful, large-hearted sweetheart friends.  You've given me an awesome birthday and a new year to look forward to.  Rock on.

if you're not already reading ObstinateMelon's FFVII comic over on deviantART ~~
shame on you.




and yes - he's a cloti ;)

ran across two trailers for the same movie.  One is for European audiences and one is for Asian ones.

I found the difference in 'story telling' in the set up fascinating.

Also found that I preferred the Asian one.

oh, SQUEEE!!!  I'm so excited about this!  I mean, so excited that the little smile face icons just aren't explosive enough!  SorrowsFlower over on ffnet has written a companion piece to my 'First Steps' from my FTOG folder.  She's an AMAZING writer and I'm so flattered and delighted and hopped up (and no, it's not that I got the extra big Coke from McDonalds on the way in to work tonight).  I'm going to include a link to this where I posted 'First Steps' as well but that's a heckova long way in the past on my posts and so I'm going to put a link here too.  She's awesome and her take on the story is awesome.  She does Cloud so well.  You've got to, got to, go check it out and please leave reviews too (cause they feed writer's souls - and you never know, it might convince her to do moar!).

Title: Hero
Author/Artist: SorrowsFlower
Timeline:  FFVII
Rating: T
Pairing: Cloud/Tifa
Summary: because heroes aren't supposed to let the people they care for get hurt.  *CloTi oneshot, in-game.  Companion piece to kitsune13's 'First Steps'*

here

oh, and ps - she's dealing with writer's block and asking for prompts....  you want more Cloti - have at her! :D

more disapproval here

this is the story of the great war that Rikki-Tikki-Tavi fought single handed through the bathrooms of the big bungalow in Sugauli cantonment in India.


does anyone else remember this?

part 2
part 3

razzies

also of note:

I taught a cardio kickboxing class today, and for my own amusement, I put in the victory theme from Final Fantasy after the last song. The entire class (regardless of age) got the reference, and a few even did FF-style victory poses. IMMD

Driving home yesterday I passed three bikers, all in black pants/tights. One was wearing a gold shirt, another a blue shirt, and the third…a red shirt. All I could think was "Poor, expendable red shirt, you’ll be dead before you cross the street." IMMD

it made my day