West Wing on my mind...
Mar. 16th, 2003 07:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
out_thereTechnically, I'm supposed to be working on the assignment. In actuality, I'm checking out fic recs.
Seaborn For America is a great future Sam/Josh-y WW fic. I expect![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dammitcarl's already read it, but it still beat the blues caused by the idea of no more Sam.
I've watched up to "The Crackpots and These Women". So far, it's my favourite episode, even beats seeing the guys in tuxes. Josh is just so lovable in it. *g*
Is everyone else having trouble accessing LJ pages? I can't get any to show up, just keep getting that page cannot be displayed message, which means I can't catch up on my friends page, or on the W100 drabbles.
Andlilacdeity, how typical is it that the only Yami no Matsuei fic that I've found, is for a silly little Elvish challenge? (It's written by lyrebird but I can't access LJ sites at the moment to check out if she's written any others.) Damn. I want fic for that series. (Technically, I want good fic for it... but I really can't be choosy ^.^*)
Oh, and on that WiP meme I did a few days ago, forgot to mention that I have another SV fic sitting around on the home PC that has a huge plan and no motivation to complete. So far, I've only got:
Yet another Wednesday at Smallville High. Clark wouldn't say he was enjoying it, but it wasn't a bad day either. It was just a case of the only good thing about Wednesday was that the weekend was only two days away, and he said as much to Pete.
"Man, that rationale works for any day except Mondays," Pete replied as they walked to the Torch office to meet Chloe. "Mondays are doomed. They have nothing to redeem them."
"What about your football practice? Isn't that on a Monday?" Clark asked.
"Technically, it's only a Monday because the new coach can't take it on Tuesdays. It rightfully belongs to Tuesday. Monday can't claim it," Pete said, as if it was something that everyone should already know.
"Clark, are you bitching about Wednesdays again?" Chloe asked as they turned the corner and ran into her.
"I thought we were meeting you at the Torch?" Clark asked. He didn't remember complaining about Wednesdays, but trust Chloe to remember every conversation. "Didn't I say I'd help you with the LuthorCorp story?"
"Finished it earlier than I expected. I came out to see what was keeping you guys," Chloe replied. "I'm starving. Have you guys eaten yet?"
"Yeah, we already grabbed lunch, but I'm sure Clark can eat more," Pete said as they turned to the cafeteria.
"Just because I have a healthy appetite..." Clark had always eaten a lot, even in elementary school. Pete used to tease him then about the size of his lunches. There were some things that never changed.
"Yeah, healthy for horse. Seriously man, where does all of that food go?" Pete joked, elbowing him in the ribs.
"The extra height, obviously," Chloe contributed with a smile. Pete pretended to glare at her as she grabbed lunch and they sat down. "You know it's true, Pete."
"What LuthorCorp story?" Pete asked, changing the subject and stealing Chloe's jello.
"Please help yourself to my food Pete," Chloe said sarcastically, as she reclaimed her dessert. "You know, the annual Smallville Elementary tour around the plant. It's not really news-worthy, but..."
"But, there's nothing else this week and Chloe had space to fill," Clark finished for her.
I also have a WW story that's sitting around, partly written on a pad of paper. Seriously, it's meant to be a Josh/Sam. (It only looks like Josh/Donna!) But it doesn't actually sound/feel like WW, so I don't know what I'll do with it.
At the moment, I'm highly uninspired to write anything...
Seaborn For America is a great future Sam/Josh-y WW fic. I expect
dammitcarl's already read it, but it still beat the blues caused by the idea of no more Sam.I've watched up to "The Crackpots and These Women". So far, it's my favourite episode, even beats seeing the guys in tuxes. Josh is just so lovable in it. *g*
Is everyone else having trouble accessing LJ pages? I can't get any to show up, just keep getting that page cannot be displayed message, which means I can't catch up on my friends page, or on the W100 drabbles.
And
lilacdeity, how typical is it that the only Yami no Matsuei fic that I've found, is for a silly little Elvish challenge? (It's written by lyrebird but I can't access LJ sites at the moment to check out if she's written any others.) Damn. I want fic for that series. (Technically, I want good fic for it... but I really can't be choosy ^.^*)Oh, and on that WiP meme I did a few days ago, forgot to mention that I have another SV fic sitting around on the home PC that has a huge plan and no motivation to complete. So far, I've only got:
Yet another Wednesday at Smallville High. Clark wouldn't say he was enjoying it, but it wasn't a bad day either. It was just a case of the only good thing about Wednesday was that the weekend was only two days away, and he said as much to Pete.
"Man, that rationale works for any day except Mondays," Pete replied as they walked to the Torch office to meet Chloe. "Mondays are doomed. They have nothing to redeem them."
"What about your football practice? Isn't that on a Monday?" Clark asked.
"Technically, it's only a Monday because the new coach can't take it on Tuesdays. It rightfully belongs to Tuesday. Monday can't claim it," Pete said, as if it was something that everyone should already know.
"Clark, are you bitching about Wednesdays again?" Chloe asked as they turned the corner and ran into her.
"I thought we were meeting you at the Torch?" Clark asked. He didn't remember complaining about Wednesdays, but trust Chloe to remember every conversation. "Didn't I say I'd help you with the LuthorCorp story?"
"Finished it earlier than I expected. I came out to see what was keeping you guys," Chloe replied. "I'm starving. Have you guys eaten yet?"
"Yeah, we already grabbed lunch, but I'm sure Clark can eat more," Pete said as they turned to the cafeteria.
"Just because I have a healthy appetite..." Clark had always eaten a lot, even in elementary school. Pete used to tease him then about the size of his lunches. There were some things that never changed.
"Yeah, healthy for horse. Seriously man, where does all of that food go?" Pete joked, elbowing him in the ribs.
"The extra height, obviously," Chloe contributed with a smile. Pete pretended to glare at her as she grabbed lunch and they sat down. "You know it's true, Pete."
"What LuthorCorp story?" Pete asked, changing the subject and stealing Chloe's jello.
"Please help yourself to my food Pete," Chloe said sarcastically, as she reclaimed her dessert. "You know, the annual Smallville Elementary tour around the plant. It's not really news-worthy, but..."
"But, there's nothing else this week and Chloe had space to fill," Clark finished for her.
I also have a WW story that's sitting around, partly written on a pad of paper. Seriously, it's meant to be a Josh/Sam. (It only looks like Josh/Donna!) But it doesn't actually sound/feel like WW, so I don't know what I'll do with it.
At the moment, I'm highly uninspired to write anything...
