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all limbs hurting in unison. also, fic.
Dec. 13th, 2006 04:16 pmYou wouldn't think that a person could injure herself while walking to the grocery store. Oh, but you'd be thinking wrong, apparently, at least if that person is me. Nope, I managed to trip and skid across cement on both palms and one knee, and bruise up the remaining knee something fierce into the bargain. Then, because I'm a horrible wimp, I got all dizzy and had to sit down on the edge of somebody's garden before I started walking again. Why, you ask, did I not just go home? I'm not sure either, honestly. It just seemed necessary to go to the store. Of course, then by the time I actually got to the store I realized that my palms were bleeding and my knee was killing me, so I didn't exactly get a lot of shopping done. And then walked home, because I knew I'd just get more and more focused on "damn, this hurts" if I waited for the bus.
I can deal with the fact that my palms sting like nobody's business. But the bruised knee? Really starting to fecking hurt at this point. I look like a damned idiot every time I try to walk somewhere in the house, limping and muttering under my breath, and then trying to stretch the damned thing out to reassure myself that it's not anything serious.
The worst thing is that I feel like a total wimp whining about a stupid bruised knee. And a skinned knee. And two skinned palms. *Headdesk* Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have toddler-injuries. And just when I was feeling pleased with how the stupid burn-blister was healing, too.
Anyway. New LJ interface, I see. I want the old one back, damn it. Must they constantly change things? Apparently so.
I was going to edit this again, since I wrote the last bits of it late last night when I should have been in bed, but right now I'm feeling a little cranky and not at all up to combing through Sheridan-speak manuscript to see if I've buggered anything up. So please, if you see any mistakes, let me know.
Fandom: Babylon 5
Characters: Sheridan, Delenn, Lennier
Disclaimer: I don't own them, don't make money off them, don't mean to infringe. Just playing.
Summary: Set early S5, between and behind the scenes of "The Very Long Night of Londo Mollari." Sheridan POV, and hence very much stream-of-consciousness and slightly odd.
Notes: I've noticed recently that I tend to rely very heavily on dialogue in my writing. Hence, I made an effort to keep the dialogue to a minimum in this. If you have feelings, good, bad, or confused, about this, please let me know! Experimentation does nothing if the person playing around never finds out that everyone else hates it. ;)
Title: The Things You Know
( The Things You Know )
I can deal with the fact that my palms sting like nobody's business. But the bruised knee? Really starting to fecking hurt at this point. I look like a damned idiot every time I try to walk somewhere in the house, limping and muttering under my breath, and then trying to stretch the damned thing out to reassure myself that it's not anything serious.
The worst thing is that I feel like a total wimp whining about a stupid bruised knee. And a skinned knee. And two skinned palms. *Headdesk* Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have toddler-injuries. And just when I was feeling pleased with how the stupid burn-blister was healing, too.
Anyway. New LJ interface, I see. I want the old one back, damn it. Must they constantly change things? Apparently so.
I was going to edit this again, since I wrote the last bits of it late last night when I should have been in bed, but right now I'm feeling a little cranky and not at all up to combing through Sheridan-speak manuscript to see if I've buggered anything up. So please, if you see any mistakes, let me know.
Fandom: Babylon 5
Characters: Sheridan, Delenn, Lennier
Disclaimer: I don't own them, don't make money off them, don't mean to infringe. Just playing.
Summary: Set early S5, between and behind the scenes of "The Very Long Night of Londo Mollari." Sheridan POV, and hence very much stream-of-consciousness and slightly odd.
Notes: I've noticed recently that I tend to rely very heavily on dialogue in my writing. Hence, I made an effort to keep the dialogue to a minimum in this. If you have feelings, good, bad, or confused, about this, please let me know! Experimentation does nothing if the person playing around never finds out that everyone else hates it. ;)
Title: The Things You Know
( The Things You Know )
