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welcome to another early AM. i'm not here, not really. i'm almost fast asleep.

though, i did want to say that i read this fantastically porny conspiracy theorist fic... it's jared/jensen, and it involves a major flu outbreak, hackers, canada, quarantining, the sexing of the main characters as an almost afterthought (which made me cheer), and just... CONSPIRACY THEORISTS.

it was love. if you want to read it, go here and do so. cause it's worth it. long, but so very worth it cause it's like michael chricton in its very ability to be almost believed. if not completely believed.

there's research and everything. that's a good reason to give this a rousing endorsement. for real, yo.







and now, sleep. i don't appreciate the amount of rain going on this weekend, but i shall manage, i suppose. out of town later this week. maybe i'll take my laptop with me and sekritly read stuff online, shall i?

sounds like a rotten monday all around.

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.

Monday Monday, can't trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how yould cou leave and not take me.

Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.

Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday Monday, ...

life @ 23. a snippet to fill my time.

in the space of time that it takes to take in a breath, she feels at home once more. there's a knot that's been so tight inside her for so long, she didn't realize it was there until it released. she breathes in again, and she stands a little taller, a little looser than before.

celestine gives her a look, all bedraggled and glazed eyes, but with a burning excitement beneath the ragged tired of a 10 hour flight to places unseen. so smiles, giddy with the realization that yes, they're here. they're finally *here* and it only took an age to do it. she throws out her hand to grip celeste's tight before heading through to their baggage and thence through customs. nothing, not even the utter destruction of her perfectly packed cases by the guards searching for illegal substances, nothing shakes that feeling that she's only beginning to feel is coming home.

she's finally home again.