Streets are filled with --

With the irrational fuel of a human being forced to be pulled, like the tides, by the moon, I shall do this today:

[] Code sister_coyote's layout for LJ/IJ/DW
[] Write a triple bill across VII/Batman Beyond/Gundam Wing, jotting down ideas and random thoughts and Anger At The World on the etherpad, if you want to watch me work and point fingers/laugh.
[] Code up fic and archive it on And More Slow
[x] Read Estraven and quietly rock back and forth in my chair; the local news and the consciousness of the world makes me want to stand up and write and I am so afraid, somedays, of what-will-be-will-be. "Screw this, when I grow up I want to be like Rusty Ryan."

Also, fic writers/readers, what is your favourite font to read in, and what size?

I have recently been overcome with the strangest and most irrational love for Segoe UI, which is, yeah. Thanks, Microsoft.

Because:

a) failing at life is my major past time
b) I feel kinda sad (real life, why art thou real?)
c) my life is a dark abyss etc due to strange reasons involving the sudden and abrupt loss of important academic documents

Therefore:

I post short, kinda substandard drabblefic lugged in over from IJ. Sorry, guys. Bad week. Too stressed to write anything real. My sendspace account also chose this brilliant moment to bite the dust, leaving me sad and DDDDDDDDDD: Hooray, Murphy! \o/

Baccano!

( Ladd Russo: the sickness/the symptoms )

( Luck Gandor: I need a taste of what it's like )

Final Fantasy VII

( Elena: We'll kill one of yours )

Final Fantasy XII

( Balthier: friendly fire )