May: the Month from Hell

Seriously, May was no fun. Like ... hell, I can't even think of an apt comparison other than Hell!

1) Boss wants to promote me. ... It's retail. I'm not sure I wanna do this again. /sigh /ulcer

2) Refrigerator AND dish washer broke. Wonderful Fella got new ones, but argh. /adjustments

3) It's finally sunk in that two of our kitties aren't ever coming home. I blame the owl. /sad

4) Feminine bleeding continued as it had the past two months. After seventy-five days of this, the doctors have decided I'm due for some hormonal supplements and I now have a daily regimen of pills. /scowl

HOWEVER! With my crappy real life came wonderful fic, and I've been finding and reading all the Avengers/Losers/dueSouth/EVERYTHING ELSE. There's no possible way I could ever make a rec post, my html takes for-freakin-ever, but let me just say: I can NOT be the only one who skims the names of all the Kudos left on AO3 to see who else that I know found the fic and squee'd right along with me. Right?

I mean, right? Beuller?

*pout*

You know what sucks?

When you find an author who's amazing and versatile and her stories are filled with all sorts of twists and turns and you can't wait to find out what happens next--

--and the story's not done. In fact, after looking over all her work, you realize that half of her stories aren't done. HALF. I'm talking over fifty fics, here, people. She starts out with such a good premise, and quirky character traits, and the snarkiest internal dialogue for some of the characters, AND THEN IT JUST KINDA STOPS.

I'mma be in my bunk. Pouting.