Where Juniper is made to Gin

Get Your Sexy Name

Also: Sorry for vanishing, but I have so much to do that I'm nearly going crazy. And I haven't even started with my thesis! AAAAAH! And I had a (post-)b-day party on the weekend and had to nurse a hangover on Sunday. XD

Pig-Flu shot tomorrow, oh yes. Also, I think my blood-pressure is totally fucked up and I'll need to watch that.

I don't want to work, please distract me, kthx.

Lo and behold, I just made my ghost bisexual. Or at least bicurious. :P Don't tell my family, 'cause they think I'm finally writing stories about straight people. Aha. Ahahaha. AHAHAHAHA. Yeah.

... I'm writing about how the ghost is a perv and how Max pees. OMG help me now.

Gin's taking the day off! OH YES!

Because
a) no 8am class this morning b/c professor's out of town
b) the 2pm-class professor is a stupid dick whose ego is destroyed when he sees me drawing three tiny heads in between my notes
c) I am lazy
d) this gives me time to do work, actually

Also, NaNo!!! I'll update the wordcount later on, but I'm only 500 word away from 15,000 at the mo. Cross your fingers for me. And now: More coffee!

OMG You're all doing so well!!! And me? I fell asleep while typing yesterday. Yes, indeed! I was so exhausted yesterday and it was just barely past 10pm!!! Now, I kept on typing while falling asleep, right? What did I type about? Prostitution, that's what. And a pervy ghost.

And now, for all those who actually speak/can read German, the snippet:

"Meine Freundin. Kommt rüber. Gleich, in ein paar Minuten, je nach dem wie gut sie durchkommt. Und hierhier." Max sprach langsam und überdeutlich, was Antti zu einem scharfen Blick veranlasste. Dieser hielt aber nicht sehr lange und er lehnte sich wieder im Bett zurück. "Okay, was auch immer."
Max schnaubte angenervt. "Du musst gehen."
"Ich weiß, dass ich gehen muss. Hat Marv mir erkärt. Aber ansonsten will ich auch gehen, was viel wichtiger ist als alles was du willst."
"Ich rede nicht von dieser Art gehen. Obwohl, ja, doch, tu ich wohl. Aber ich weiß, dass ich wohl kaum kriegen kann oder werde, was ich wirklich will. Daher nehme ich damit vorlieb, dass du draußen im Flur rumschwebst."
"Warum sollte ich das tun?"
"Weil meine Freundin gleich hier ist."
"Und?"
"Ich will meine Ruhe mit meiner Freundin. Die geht dich gar nichts an."
"Und ob. Schließlich will sie anscheinend ja wohl dich haben. Und überhaupt, ich denke ich habe mir ein bisschen was an Action verdient."
"Action?"
"Ja, du, sie, chicki-chicki." Antti wackelte mit den Augenbrauen und zwinkerte Max übertrieben zu. Max brauchte dann einige Sekunden bis das ganze durch seinen Deutschen Stahlschädel drang und er den Kopf in den Nacken legte und "Ah!" ganz lang zog. Zwei Sekunden später verzog er schon wieder das Gesicht. "Ewww. Warte, nein, ewww. Ich hab doch nicht vor dir Sex! Und meine Freundin bestimmt auch nicht! Keiner von uns beide ist im Prostituierten-Gewerbe tätig!"
"Ich würd euch ja auch nicht bezahlen."

Also:
- program for work nearly killed my work of 4h yesterday, but I was smarter than that program and got my shit back.
- my hand's a bitch again.
- I'm sitting in uni, waiting for lunch. Coffee is my companion.
- So much to do! So little time!
- Couple of days ago I started writing a HP drabble. Soon the drabble turned into the beginning of a fic(let). And then NaNo came. D:
- How was your weekend, folks?

My throat is itchy and my head hurts a bit. Noooot good signs. Let's hope those will be gone tomorrow, otherwise I will have to curse uni and the weather.

Had my first - and last - Finnish class today. I sucked. No, really. Everyone in that class has been studying Finnish for several years. They could talk fluently, while I just stared. And while the teacher was nice, I really wonder why she let me attend when I told her that my language level is B1. After all she told us in class that the book they would use had the highest available level on the bloody market. I barely managed to answer questions. It was so embarrassing!!!

stolen from everyone else

( Quizzy )

1) uni started today and I got up at 6am! *gasp* The class was quite cool, had 2 cups of coffee, already met a couple of friends, had lunch with some others, got free tickets to an ice hockey game (BLOOD! YEEES! BLOOD!), and took a nap at home in the afternoon (I have more classes tonight, including Icelandic, hooray!).

2) *glares at arm* You get better for NaNo, or else...! (I'm bananarama btw, in case you wanna add me. Still haven't decided what to write this time, still haven't finished last year's project. Boo.)

OMG you guys. I got an email that I was accepted into "Finnish 4" at my uni (the class for all those who are majoring or minoring in Finnish)! First of all a BIG HOORAY! because I really wanted to get into that class, but I'm also panicking, because I am afraid that my Finnish just sssssssssucks and that everyone will laugh at me. AAAAAAAH! At least my Finnish was good enough to be able to read the welcoming email... I think I'll have to do some hardcore studying till Friday.

Reading another essay on Harry. Here the author says that Dumbledore appears feminine and compares his voice and demeanour with a breast-feeding mother. Need to wash brain now. Ugh.

Today, inspired by that essay about slash that I talked about, I tried to make my friend see that Remus/Sirius is actually in the book. Or at least that Remus is gay. (Okay, yeah, Tonks. ... bisexual then. Though Tonks could very well be bi or lesbian herself and they could only be married because of war-time panic coupled with omg-if-i-don't-have-a-baby-now-i-might-never ... but anyway, we've all been over this already.) Anyway. She didn't agree with me, of course. It might be a lot cause with her, but I'll try anyway. Now back to my termpaper about HP!

Heeee! For academic purposes (yes, really. For a term paper!) I'm reading an essay about slash fics and fandom and I'm pretty sure that the author of the essay is a (slash) fan herself! :D Essay is so far . Finally someone who doesn't assign slashers the role of suppressed women who need an outlet for their sexual wants that they have to hide in a male-dominant world...

[Edit] "Quidditch players have postgame showers, prefects have a special bathroom, and of course all students have access to the Astronomy Tower, sundry abandoned classrooms and broom closets, dark corners of the library, the Room of Requirement (which features in enough stories to qualify as a character in its own right), and Snape’s desk." Snape's desk! Rwar! I can perfectly picture Harry bent over it...

( Next time I'll do this straight away --- Quiz! )

Hallo and here I am, back again. Recovering from whatever that was that made me *insert icky stuff and migraine that was worse than everything the headache-plagued me ever experienced* and getting back to work at the moment. I'm transcribing interviews of American kids speaking German, which is just too cute to put into words.

Writing wise I'm having a bit of a dry-spell, which I cover up by watching Bones whenever I don't work (it's a 70:30 thing) and getting annoyed at the main character.

Oh and yeah, my computer is still so fucked up that at the moment I don't even have a properly running OS, but rather use the Ubuntu Live CD to be able to access the internet. Will probably go and buy a new hard-drive on Saturday (my Dell-Guy apparently abandoned me after being helpful for so long. He even taught me how to access the RAM under my keyboard!), so hopefully my dearest laptop will be back to normal then.

Go and vote at the snarry_games and especially my entry while it's still possible.

And if you're German: Don't forget to vote on Sunday!!! I already voted by letter, so no worries there. :D

OMG you guys, I'm laughing so hard right now! Did any of you watch Supernatural's episode 18 of season 4, where Sam and Dean talk about slash fan-fiction about themselves? IT'S BRILLIANT!!!

And lookie here, my snarry_games entry:

Title: Sweet Surrender
Author: gin_tonic
Team: Snitch!
Genre(s): Fusion
Prompt(s): Eat Cake, Consequences
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 (no real warnings, but look them up when you click the link, if you have to)
Word Count: ~25,000
Betas: rons_pigwidgeon and drachenmina who deserve loads of praise and presents for helping me out this fast and this wonderful! Thank you two so much!
Author Notes: This is a fusion between Pushing Daisies and HP, which means that the characters eat a lot of pie. And I want to mention that writing this made me incredibly hungry…
Thanks to Team Snitch (aka The Team of Awesomeness) and especially joanwilder for all the hard work! Have virtual pies, everyone!


Summary: More than a year has passed since Harry left the Wizarding world. Now he's known as the Pie Maker, but his quiet life is about to be disrupted by an unexpected visitor and a murder.

Sweet Surrender - Click HERE

Happy Birthday, alisanne!!! I hope you have a great day (and don't let anyone annoy you)!

Yesterday one of our 4 turtles broke out of their fenced area in the garden. Unfortunately we didn't catch him while he did it, but only noticed that he was gone when we did the usual headcount. I found that he escaped through the lavender (over the branches, up, then using some other branches as a slide), but not even a long search in the garden was fruitful. We even borrowed the dog of a friend to help us look.

Now, we found him again. Or rather my mother did - and I would say it is kinda per accident. To cut this short (because I'd be shit at explaining) I give you a drawing instead:



Oh yeah, and the red/green dot is our appartment house/garden. My turtle certainly didn't take that way, but rather went through holes in fences. He had to cross a military (yes, indeed) parking lot before that, though.

Additionally to the turtle tale: My sister had her goodbye party yesterday (she's leaving for France - sadly nowhere near the Merlin crew - tomorrow) and we had a nice BBQ in the garden with her friends.

One of the best things about summer: I wake up and instead of dragging my tired body to the kitchen, I drag it to the garden. And I don't care that the guys from the military HQ next door or the people in the little steel-bending company next doors can see me sitting here in my pyjamas. :D

Yessssss! Team Snitch for the WIN!

Support Team Snitch - Reaching for Gold!

I checked all my .docs save one which I can't open. Of course that one is likely to be my snarry games fic. *is not impressed* Ah well. Coffee now, then writing! Hooray!

O___O I just saw/heard on TV that Rupert Grint had pig flu.

Also: Sorting through my .doc files (OMG SO MANY) to find snarry fic. Found my NoNoWriMo novel! HOORAY!

Edit of course I didn't find the fic. There are some docs that I can't open - will try tomorrow with a computer that has the newest Office programs. Also: I scrolled through the jpegs to see if my pictures were still there and I found some. Good news! Weird news: I also found pics that I have never seen before. Most of them are porn. O___O And pretty dirty porn at that. How the hell did those get on my hard-drive? Additionally I got pictures of people that I don't know and a massive amount of StarTrek pictures (yay, StarTrek!) that I haven't seen before either...

OMG people, there's a light at the end of the tunnel! Well, the tunnel of computer-woes that is. XD My IT-guy had actually found data on my harddrive and we are now copying and restoring it on an external harddrive. It's taking FOREVER!!! but that's fine because OMG MY DATA! We don't know what files survived exactly and there might be some data-loss, but I have hope that everything is going to be alright.

Still rewriting the snarry_games fic though, just to be sure. And apart from some minor things I think it will be even better than the first version. I hope.

And now to celebrate (and round up the evening after stuffing myself) my sister's boyfriend will make a G&T for me! Hooray!

A friend gave me a youtube link to a TV special about HBP. It has been interesting at first, though I feel annoyed that they keep calling Rupert, Dan, Emma & the others 'kids' when they are either bordering to or already are in their twenties. And that the director said that filming the love scenes was easy, because the actors feel exactly like the characters at the moment makes me go O___o because, well, Harry & Co are 16 in the books. And there's a big difference between 20 and 16, if you ask me.

Just now I had to start twitching though, because the presenter of that special introduced the 'evil Draco' and his 'evil mother and wicked aunt'. ... EVIL?! Draco isn't exactly a happy bunny, but to just call him evil... How shallow is that? Hmpf.

I should go to bed. Have to go to work tomorrow, have tons of red tape to look forward to and - ha! - my laptop is still dead. Good news on the fic front though: I already wrote about 1/3 of what I had originally. ... Weirdly enough I'm still at the beginning of the story.

Edit It just got worse. SIBERIUS SNAPE?!?! God, that hurts!

Looks like the hard-drive is dead. I might get something back when an IT-guy that I know comes here Thursday or Saturday, but that isn't exactly a sure thing now. So yeah, no snarry fic, no novel, no pictures from Finland, no bloody nothing at all.

My computer is not starting properly. I see the loading screen and stuff, but when the normal desktop should appear everything is black. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! Whyyyyy?! I just finished my snarry fic! And the newest writings are on there! My passwords! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

Currently I'm on my mum's tiny little e-pc thingy and we have 4 laptops in the household, so I won't be without connection, but ... but ... MY FILES!!!!

Have to go back and try to fix this. ACK.

Edit Last night I thought about posting my fic to our team comm, but was too tired to do anything. Thought I could do it this morning. You know what I call this? I call it FAIL!!! Utter and horrible fail. *headdesk*

... I think I'm done with the rough version of my snarry_games fic. Now some touch-ups, beta-reading and pep-talk and I might even be able to make the deadline... PHEW!!!

Just came back from watch HBP. It was bloody brilliant, if you ask me. Hooray!!!