so, my new journal name is doomsdayclocks. I'll add you or you can add me, whatever, I'll add you :). I haven't gotten new comms yet. I just wanted to finish up somethings on this one before I try it.

So, I've decided that I need to make a change. This journal has gotten mega cluttered since my mycomputersucksandimtoolazytotryandmakeitwork hiatus from LJ.

I'm making a new everything. A new journal, new icon comm and new fanfic comm.

If you still want to be my friend, comment here.

Write a drabble (100 words exactly) based on your current default icon. No changing it! Just write it as it comes; no beta-reading or mulling over. Any fandom or no fandom at all.

They hand't spoken in days. He wasn't sure what was worse, knowing she was mad at him or not being able to just say hello to her without her looking at him with those eyes. He sighed softly as he walked into the room glad that for the moment she wasn't there.

Garcia came in first and then there she was. He held his breath as she moved towards him, the memories of all their times together coming back, and then walked past him. Forgiveness was never going to be one of their strongsuits.

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I don't know if it's one hundred or not.

I am having a massive attack of fanficwriting self conciousness. It's not even writer's block, I'm writing plenty. It's just that everything I write seems like shit. Grr.

Anyway: I'm not blessed or merciful. I'm just me. I've got a job to do and I do it. Listen: even as we're talking, I'm there for old and young, innocent and guilty, those who die together and those who die alone. I'm in cars and boats and planes, in hospitals and forests and abattoirs. For some folks death is a release and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them -Death, in SANDMAN #20: "Façade" .

I love that quote.

Anyway. I'm tired and sick and thinking of Making my journal Friends only. If I do, I'm keeping everyone. I don't have enough friends to be picky.

Uggh. I'm going to go back to watching the Dr. Who marathon. I'm not going to watch the finale tonight. I get extremely emotional when I'm sick and I already know what happens so...what's the point?

Oh, Jonah. How I hope one of my shows brings you back.

I'm very randomly proud of this icon.

I want a Criminal Minds RPG.

And I need to make a profile for Lily Granger so I can start writing Colby/Lilyness but I'm tired and hungry