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you're all I ever wanted, baby
US Men's National Team: Hockey! Tomorrow! I don't even care who I get autographs from, but I'll be there for my bag of swag. And possibly to launch myself at David Backes. I mean, there are a ton of players I care about at this thing, but there's just something about David Backes and his perfection and his plaid suits... Hold me back.
So, so excited for hockey to get back into swing. The summer's killing me, although I've had Teen Wolf and Free! to distract me somewhat - and in good ways, mostly, since Free!'s actually got me writing again, which I'd given up as a lost cause. Hallelujah!
Going through my Google Docs makes me laugh/cringe though at how much unfinished/abandoned hockey fic I have lying around. Oh stepmom/French tutor Claude and various college AUs and that frat boy thing, alas, alas. Maybe I'll post bits and pieces as part of a WIP amnesty thing.
At the moment, I am writing cracky pretend-dating fic in Free! and having stupid amounts of fun with it. That's what I missed about writing, really.
Also, NSYNC. OMG. This was a disappointing "reunion", ngl, of Justin Timberlake and friends, but it has set me into a spiral of listening to old NSync songs, which are catchy as hell. Time to venture back into BSB, though, before 12-year-old me dies of despair and judgment.
So, so excited for hockey to get back into swing. The summer's killing me, although I've had Teen Wolf and Free! to distract me somewhat - and in good ways, mostly, since Free!'s actually got me writing again, which I'd given up as a lost cause. Hallelujah!
Going through my Google Docs makes me laugh/cringe though at how much unfinished/abandoned hockey fic I have lying around. Oh stepmom/French tutor Claude and various college AUs and that frat boy thing, alas, alas. Maybe I'll post bits and pieces as part of a WIP amnesty thing.
At the moment, I am writing cracky pretend-dating fic in Free! and having stupid amounts of fun with it. That's what I missed about writing, really.
Also, NSYNC. OMG. This was a disappointing "reunion", ngl, of Justin Timberlake and friends, but it has set me into a spiral of listening to old NSync songs, which are catchy as hell. Time to venture back into BSB, though, before 12-year-old me dies of despair and judgment.