Just because...

This is one of those things that, when we heard about it, it horrified. Van of kids heading to after school daycare is rear ended by a logging truck. The van gets knocked across the road into a ditch and rolls on its side. Luckily no one was killed. Two kids were airlifted to Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center. One other had to stay in the local hospital overnight.

The part that makes you want to cry?

Bystanders helped lift the van for West Side volunteer firefighters so they could prop it up with wooden blocks and get to a girl who was trapped inside. Ambulances took the van's driver and children to the hospital, leaving bookbags and papers scattered beside the highway.

Do you know what that's like? For those bystanders, so desperate to help that little girl, and the firefighters needing assistance to get that van lifted, that people *lifted* that van?

http://www.news-record.com/news/local/rand/ranwreck_030904.htm

*falls over laughing*

Your Energy is Red. You are strong in character and
love to be active and competitive. Driven and
goal oriented, you know what you want and what
it takes to get it. Courageous, strong, and
fair, you like to see equal justice for all.
You prefer the material world and all things
tangible.

You would make an ideal surgeon, emergency medical
technician, weight lifter, athlete,
chiropractor, or pioneer in some field.


What color is your energy?
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I'm sorry, I'm just disturbed that I would make a good weight lifter.

*Vent*

*grumble*

I realized at lunch that I had to call Enterprise and rent my car for two more days. After all, it was only secured through today, and so I called to get it for two more days.

Gosh golly gee, isn't it nice to find out that they've already taken care of that, because the body shop told *them* when my car would be done, but not me? *growl* So now I have to call the body shop, the idiots, because I have to verify the time of it being done, and that the insurance company was cooperative, and find out the total for the front of the car (so it doesn't exceed the $547 that I got in insurance money).

And I was so flustered by them knowing, and me not knowing, that I forgot to have them take off the rental insurance stuff for the next two days. So I'll have to call Enterprise again.

And on top of that, I have to call the insurance agent about reimbursement for the rental car.

Whee! Isn't it fun? Considering I'm trying to study for a mid-term in the midst of it all. And do work.

ETA: I swear to...ARGH! Guess what the body shop just told me. They said it would be done Friday. Friday! I just rented the frickin' car through Thursday! !@(&$(*^#$&* I'm not renting that car for one more day. I'm not. No. If it's not done Thursday then I'm having dad bring me to work on Friday. That's the final deal. Stupid frickin' body shop. And they tell me that they update the car rental agencies every morning. Uh, well, no they don't, because Enterprise didn't realize my car was even *at* the body shop until yesterday, when they asked me, and they told me 30 minutes before I talked to the body shop that the body shop told them Thursday. So the body shop can kiss my ass, they need to learn how to communicate.

Weird

I would just like to say, I just realized something very weird about myself. Lately I've taken a few opportunities to go back and read over things I've written. Fics from early Smallville to late Smallville. My Firefly, my Gilmore Girls...you know what? I'm always really insecure when I write. I struggle with it and second guess whether or not portions are good. Rarely do I rewrite the whole thing, although it's happened a few times. I've found what's comfortable for me, although that tends to be what's easiest for me. I like funny. I like amusing slices of real life. I like it when you have a scene of friendship where the alien is injected in. I don't like writing smut.

Looking back at fics I've written, in the process of writing them I tend to be unhappy or leary about what I've got. But finish it and give me a few days and...I like it. I'll go back and read and really enjoy what I've written.

I'm such a freak. But I can tell when I kept the flow consistent and when I messed up a bit.

I also happen to know that I have issues with having a scene written that's supposed to fit into the middle of a plotted fic. I prepared one onetime, and could never finish the rest of the fic. My issues abound on that front.

I do realize that one thing I need to do at some point is challenge myself and write serious, write long, write plotted, just to get myself out of my groove. I don't want to be a one note wonder, even if I do like my note and find it to be unique.

My fics though are my sound. They are me. I guess that's something that's nice to realize, that your fics are a reflection of you while still being true to the characters and story of Smallville. Yeah, there have been some misses, and most often those come from times when I've tried to write it as something I'm not. But then again, sometimes it had promise.

Bizarre Behavior

WHee! Feeling silly. Sort of a paperbkryter moment.

What if...

1) Kryptonian babies were really hairy.

2) Kryptonian women ruled.

3) The cave could talk. To anyone it chose to.

4) The Kryptonians were part of an intergallactic system of governments that protected each other.

5) The scientists at at Star Labs could create a Kryptonite allergy shot.

6) Lionel Luthor cut his hair and was miraculously better.

7) Lex ate Kryptonite infected spinach. Would he then become Popeye? Would that make Lana Olive Oyl?

8) Clark had been sent to a planet that didn't have a yellow sun, but a red sun.

9) The ship ran out of gas.

Okay, that took a turn of the not silly at first, then went back. Huh. But you know, what if?

Noooo!!!!

Eldin died. *sob*

Murphy Brown Co-Star Dies at Age 49