Fic: Goodnight, Sweetheart, Goodnight (As The World Turns) -- PG

I decided I'm kind of just going to write these in little snippets, in no particular order, whenever they come to me. Which I guess means that I'm just going to have to end up making a master list of stories in the right order ... you know, when I finish more than one. ;) (What I really need to do is make a master list of all my damn fic, but that went sooo well the last time. *sigh* I am so horribly lazy.)

Goodnight, Sweetheart, Goodnight

As The World Turns, Luke/Noah, PG
AU futurefic, in which Luke never regains the use of his legs, and the two of them are married with kids and pets and bunches of movies made, and it's all very schmoopy when it's not filled with the usual soap opera woes. :)

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( Goodnight, Sweetheart, Goodnight )

Hey, you can't say I didn't warn you it was schmoopy. Heh.

And now I have to go and write something else. Uh. *whistles innocently*

Ooo, ooo!

So I'm killing time rewatching last week's Journeyman and I had a thought.

( Because this is the kind of stuff I think about ... )

In summation, I am on the good crack. Mmm-hmm. And should quite possibly write all of that. *waves hands at shiny theory*

At random ...

-- I've mentioned how much I loathe The Real Housewives of Orange County, right? They have yet to feature a housewife on there that the commercials alone don't make me want to gleefully punch in the face. Hard. While wearing four sets of brass knuckles.

-- You know what I've got to do and keep reminding myself to fix and yet never remember about until I'm so busy I can barely breathe? I've got to upload the pictures for Killing Time In Detention to LJ. I can't even remember why I didn't in the first place -- I want to say it was before all you had to do was just click a link to upload a picture, but I'm probably just trying to cover my being a dumbass.

-- I watched the first six episodes of Project Runway Canada and like it a ton. Well, DUH. ( Spoilery comments )

-- The only things I really accomplished yesterday were cleaning my kitchen and impressing upon both my mom and brother that I really, really, really wanted that pentop computer thing for Christmas. Hopefully that'll be enough for me to get it for Christmas.